At the same moment.
In the VIP hall of Tianyuan Pill Workshop, the gathered clan heads of the aristocratic clans had already learned the results of the examination papers and knew everyone's ranking.
At the same time, the thirteen young Alchemists who had been selected were also summoned into the VIP hall, where they stayed beside the clan heads of their respective clans and waited for the results to be announced.
Only Si Xinghai had no clan. He found a corner on his own and stood there, not speaking with the people from the surrounding aristocratic clans, as if he did not exist in the same time and space as them.
On the low table in the corner, a red-copper incense burner was releasing curling wisps of fragrant smoke, like mist and vapor, spiraling upward. On the overhead beams, exquisitely carved fluorite spirit lamps radiated bright, warm light.
The decorations in this VIP hall were luxurious yet not ostentatious, carrying an air of refined elegance.
And yet, even so, they could not conceal the undercurrents silently surging through the air.
"Hahaha~ Brother Yuwen, congratulations, congratulations." Qian Clan elder Qian Jingde lifted his teacup and swept a smiling glance at the Yuwen Clan elder beside him. "Your family's Nianjing ranked third. This slot is most likely all but yours."
This elder was none other than Qian Xuefu's paternal great-grandfather, as well as one of the Celestial Realm elders of the vast Qian Clan.
A Purple Mansion Aristocratic Clan was different from a Celestial Aristocratic Clan. Only cultivators of the Purple Mansion Realm counted as the true ancestors of the clan.
However, even though Qian Jingde was merely a Celestial Realm elder, his bearing when he went out was by no means small. Compared to the ancestors of ordinary Seventh-Rank Aristocratic Clans,