The thunderous cheers lasted for more than ten minutes before finally subsiding.
On the raised platform, Xuan Kongzi smiled at Xiao Yan and said, "Xiao Yan, first, congratulations on winning the Pill Gathering championship. You are far more outstanding than your teacher."
With a faint smile, Xiao Yan turned toward Yao Lao and bowed before saying, "Without my teacher, I would never have become who I am today."
"That old fellow Yao Chen really has taken in an extraordinary disciple!" Xuan Kongzi exclaimed.
The other Pill Tower Elders all felt the same way.
Xiao Yan's heaven-defying talent for alchemy was remarkable enough, but his respect for his teacher and devotion to his teachings were even more precious.
As Yao Chen's name spread, many alchemists of the older generation finally understood, recalling the spirited figure they had known all those years ago.
They had never expected this newly crowned Pill Gathering champion to be Venerable Yao's disciple.
No wonder his alchemy was so terrifying.
Xuan Kongzi continued, "Xiao Yan, according to the Pill Tower's rules, winning the championship also makes you a future candidate for the position of Pill Tower Giant."
"However, since your alchemy has already reached the ninth rank, I imagine you would hardly set your sights on the positions held by us old fellows."
"How about this? Once I report to the Little Pill Tower First Elder, we will make you a Little Pill Tower Elder directly. What do you think?"
Xuan Kongzi's words were certainly intended to draw him in.
Although the Pill Tower was a sacred land in the eyes of alchemists across the continent, ninth-rank alchemists were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns even within its ranks.
Moreover, Xiao Yan was so young, and his strength could not be underestimated.
In recent years,