After returning to the inn, Xiao Yu began reading again. He still had much to learn. If he understood nothing, his future path of cultivation would be difficult indeed.
These two auras...
While reading, Xiao Yu suddenly turned to look out the window.
He had just sensed two powerful auras, one at Peak Dou Emperor and the other seemingly only a two-star Dou Emperor. They had even started fighting.
But he paid them no mind and continued reading his medicinal ingredient annotations.
He knew without thinking that they belonged to Jia Xingtian and Hai Bodong.
The next day.
When the first ray of morning sunlight broke free of the night's shackles and shone upon the vast, majestic Jia Ma Imperial Capital, the streets were already boiling with voices.
Today marked a rare grand occasion in the Jia Ma Empire: the opening of the Alchemist Tournament. On the crowded streets, every second brought another alchemist or two wearing badges and heading toward the tournament grounds.
Many alchemists from other countries had also arrived in the Jia Ma Imperial Capital, weary and dust-covered from their journeys, solely to display their talents at this grand event and claim fame and fortune.
Xiao Yu, however, paid none of this any attention. From the previous evening until now, he had been immersed in a sea of medicinal knowledge, unable to pull himself away. The more he read, the more engrossed he became.
Someone from the Alchemist Guild had invited him to watch the competition, but he had declined on the grounds that he had other matters to attend to.
Rather than watch the competition, he wanted to use this little time to find a way to increase his strength again.
Time was pressing. After the Alchemist Tournament, Xiao Yan would ascend to the Misty