"Mo Chenyuan?"
"It was actually him!"
"When I reached the Perfected Golden Core Realm, I sought him out to refine my Nascent Soul Pill. This man is capable!"
If Su Ze and Lin Jinghong had still left people wavering before—
Then Mo Chenyuan satisfied nearly everyone, even stirring a little "longing."
It could not be helped. These days, artifact refiners, alchemists, formation masters, talisman masters, and physicians were truly far too scarce. Even the Luohe Bei Clan, with its inheritance spanning several thousand years, still lacked talents like these.
The Su Family represented by Su Ze had likewise been passed down for over a thousand years.
In terms of foundation, it was only a tiny bit inferior to their Bei Clan.
The problem was that was all. There was nothing particularly dazzling about them.
Although the Heaven's Evolution Sect represented by Lin Jinghong had developed fairly well and possessed decent strength—
Compared to the three great Immortal Sects, it still fell somewhat short.
Even if he had obtained the inheritance of an ancient sword cultivator, it would ultimately offer limited help to the Bei Clan.
Only Mo Chenyuan was different.
Not only did he come from a powerful household, he was also a rare hereditary alchemist.
In terms of need, he truly was, as Liu had said, a more suitable match in status.
Amid their excitement, everyone once again turned their eyes toward Xu Changqing.
In comparison, the man before them could only be called neither high nor low.
A Grain Lord of the Spirit Fields—put nicely, he was management.
Put bluntly, was he not just a farmer?
There were simply too many Spirit Farmers with Wood Spirit Roots nowadays.
Both flaunting and claiming credit, Liu asked, "Clan Head, what do you think?"
Bei Cangxuan narrowed his eyes and instead