Alchemist Tournament

Medusa lounged on the soft couch, her alluring figure stretched out lazily. Her pale, supple arms propped up her upper body, her cheeks were faintly flushed, and her breathing was a little quick.

She glanced back at Xiao Yan, a hint of reproach in her beautiful eyes. "You... you're wicked. You never stop tormenting me."

After some time, Xiao Yan let out a long breath, dressed, and stood. He looked back at Cai Lin, who lay beneath nothing but a thin veil, her body as tempting as a ripe peach.

He gave her shapely backside a pat. This enchantress was too much; even he could barely keep up.

But even she had run out of strength. She lay limp on the couch, her beautiful eyes fixed resentfully on Xiao Yan, as though blaming him for getting so carried away.

"Get some rest..."

"Today's the Alchemist Tournament..."

Ya Fei smiled. "Well? Would you like to come watch with me?"

"Let's go," Xiao Yan said calmly.

There would be plenty of "familiar faces" at this tournament.

He had no intention of competing. That would be far too dull. But Hai Bodong and the Jia Ma Empire's old emperor would be there, so he might as well take a look...

Besides, Ya Fei had personally brought him an invitation from the Alchemist Guild a few days earlier, asking him to serve as a judge for the Alchemist Tournament.

"Oh, right..."

Xiao Yan stopped and took a black robe from his Storage Ring. He put it on. Three gold stars were embroidered on its chest, marking him as... a Three-Rank Alchemist.

Ya Fei covered her lips, unable to suppress a laugh. "What's this? Is our Six-Rank Alchemist Grandmaster planning to disguise himself as a Three-Rank Alchemist and compete?"

"I wasn't planning to. But strictly