The Southern Region of the Central Plains!
Yao Lao had been back at Starfall Pavilion for two days, and everyone in the pavilion had now learned of the legendary Venerable Yao's return.
No, he should now be called Medicine Saint!
Although Venerable Feng had been running Starfall Pavilion all these years, Yao Lao had always been its true soul.
When Venerable Feng announced the pavilion master's return, countless Starfall Pavilion disciples were filled with excitement.
For Yao Lao had not returned alone.
With him came Xiao Yan, the Pill Gathering champion who had astounded the world by refining a Ninth-grade Pill at the gathering!
After all, any faction on the continent with even a single eighth-tier alchemist in residence could already enter the ranks of first-rate powers.
Yet Starfall Pavilion had no fewer than two ninth-rank grandmaster alchemists in residence.
With such a lineup, perhaps only the Pill Tower could rival it across the entire continent?
As the news spread, the other three pavilions that stood alongside Starfall Pavilion were consumed with envy.
Damn it, we were all on roughly the same level before. The strong weren't that much stronger, and the weak weren't all that weak.
How had your Starfall Pavilion suddenly taken flight?
You've taken flight while we're still on the ground. How are we supposed to have the nerve to keep calling ourselves the Four Pavilions alongside you?
The relationship between the Four Pavilions was complicated.
On one hand, they competed; on the other, they cooperated.
Otherwise, with these four major factions tens of thousands of miles apart, was there any need to gather every four years for a Four Pavilions Assembly?
Ultimately, besides giving their younger disciples a chance to showcase themselves, the Four Pavilions Assembly also sent a message to the outside world.
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