"You?" The Nine Spirits Sect Master frowned as he looked at Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan nodded. "Yes, Sect Master. Actually, I'm a Rank 6 Alchemist. I simply never had the chance to tell you."
Having said that, Ye Xuan scratched his head somewhat sheepishly.
A sharp glint flashed through the Nine Spirits Sect Master's eyes as he asked in delighted surprise, "Is that true?!"
Ye Xuan nodded firmly.
Everyone present was filled with amazement. A Rank 6 Alchemist at such an age would have been as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns even among alchemy sects. Becoming a Rank 7 Alchemist in the future was practically a nail in the board, and it was not impossible for him to even make a bid for Grade 8.
The fact that Liu Qi had gone to every possible length to beg Ren Xiaoyao for a Grade 8 pill showed precisely what a Grade 8 Alchemist represented.
Throughout all of Leizhou, there were absolutely no more than five Grade 8 Alchemists.
Even Gu Yuan, the chief alchemist of the Nine Spirits Sword Sect, was only a mid-stage Rank 7 Alchemist.
"Good, good, good! Well done! Ye Xuan, you truly are remarkable! Once this Alchemy Convention is over, you may go to the Treasure Pavilion and select three magical treasures you need!" The Nine Spirits Sect Master waved a broad hand and burst into laughter.
As those words fell, envy appeared on the faces of many elders.
Quite a few of them had never even entered the Nine Spirits Sword Sect's Treasure Pavilion.
"What? You're not going to show off a little?" Feng Qiwen grinned at Ye Yu.
Others did not know, but Feng Qiwen knew that Ye Yu was also an alchemist—and one whose soul power had hit a bottleneck. At the