After Jia Xingtian finished speaking,
Xiao Ze remained quite calm.
There was no change in his expression.
He simply answered,
"It's nothing."
"No matter what, I am still from the Jia Ma Empire."
"Alchemists from other empires have bullied their way into our country."
"As an Alchemist of the Jia Ma Empire,"
"I naturally cannot stand by and do nothing."
"Even if it were not for the sake of your imperial family,"
"as an Alchemist of the Jia Ma Empire, it is my duty."
Xiao Ze said calmly.
After hearing this,
Jia Xingtian was extremely moved.
Young friend Xiao Ze, in every respect,
whether it was his cultivation talent,
or his rank as an Alchemist,
including his sense of belonging to the Jia Ma Empire,
and so on,
he was simply a model among the younger generation.
Jia Xingtian sighed inwardly.
Although he had already been very satisfied
with his great-granddaughter Yao Yue's talent for alchemy,
after meeting Xiao Ze,
that satisfaction had greatly diminished.
He had to admit it.
Compared to Xiao Ze,
his great-granddaughter's gap was simply far too great.
Then, two days quickly passed.
In the blink of an eye,
the day of the competition between Xiao Ze and Liu Bai, the Alchemist from the Chu Yun Empire,
had arrived.
The enormous plaza
drew countless experts and factions from the Jia Ma Empire to watch.
Ordinary citizens
also flocked here to join in the excitement.
The crowd below the stage whispered among themselves.
"Do you see him? That person onstage is Xiao Ze."
"He's the recently risen Alchemist."
"And he's the youngest Alchemist in our Jia Ma Empire."
"They say his alchemy level can rival Pill King Gu He's."
"Pill King Gu He? Give me a break."
"You're giving Pill King Gu He far too much credit."