Xiao Yan's soul pressure surged like a tidal wave, rebounding against the old woman and driving her back several stumbling steps across the hall.
The sudden clash of their soul powers left the weaker old woman deathly pale. Their brief exchange had clearly taken its toll on her.
After entering the hall, the old woman had gone ahead and tested his abilities without asking. Xiao Yan was not petty, but he disliked her approach, so he had given her a small warning.
Seeing Xiao Yan force the old woman back, Huang Qi hurried forward to support her. After all, she was no ordinary person; she was the one truly in charge of this Pill Tower branch.
The old woman seemed oblivious to the blow she had just suffered. She rushed up to Xiao Yan and asked excitedly, "What's your name? How old are you?"
Asking for a name and age was a necessary part of Alchemist certification, so Xiao Yan answered seriously, "Xiao Yan. Twenty-three."
At his answer, the admiration already filling her eyes flared into dazzling light. A young man of only twenty-three who was stronger than she was—it seemed a meat pie really could fall from the sky. She looked ready to devour him, and Xiao Yan felt a chill run down his spine.
"Good, good, good! Xiao Yan, was it? Would you join my Dan Clan? With your talent, ten years... no! Five years. In five years, we could make you an Eighth-Tier Alchemist!"
Seeing how worked up she was, Huang Qi quickly caught her arm and said with a strained smile, "Elder Qiu, Xiao Yan came to have his Alchemist rank certified. Shouldn't we finish the procedure first?"
The old woman shot Huang Qi a displeased look, then took a badge from her Storage Ring.
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