Dou Qi Continent, Jia Ma Empire, Imperial Capital!
While Xiao Fan was still waiting for an opportunity to leave the Black Skull Tomb, only one month remained until Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran's Three-Year Agreement.
The Jia Ma Empire also welcomed a grand celebration-the Alchemist Tournament.
The tournament square seethed with voices.
Countless spectators sat around the tournament square, looking toward the enormous raised platform built in its center. The platform stood several dozen feet above the ground, giving the surrounding audience a clearer view of every alchemist's performance. On the platform, more than two thousand alchemists had taken their places at their respective stations, waiting for the judge's whistle to begin.
At the very center of the stone platform stood more than a dozen stations elevated above those of the other contestants. These had been specially prepared for contestants who had achieved outstanding results in the Alchemist Guild's internal selection.
Under the eyes of the vast crowd, the contestants all took their places.
"In my capacity as president of the Jia Ma Empire's Alchemist Guild, I hereby declare the seventh Alchemist Tournament open!"
Amplified by Dou Qi, the voice of Fa Ma, president of the Jia Ma Empire's Alchemist Guild, easily swept across the noisy tournament grounds and rang in every spectator's ears.
"Roar!"
The entire crowd erupted, their cheers resounding throughout the Imperial Capital.
The first round of the Alchemist Tournament officially began.
More than two thousand alchemists lit their fires and began refining pills at their stations, leaving the surrounding spectators awestruck.
After all, alchemists held an exalted status on the Dou Qi Continent and were rarely seen in everyday life. Now, thousands of them had gathered to refine pills together. Flames of every description rose, and a rich medicinal fragrance filled the grounds, making the spectators