Translator: Silavin “Ouch…” His head directly struck the ground. The pain brought the dazed Qin Yichen back to his senses, a little. With the test official’s support, he could finally get up enough to sit down on a chair.
Translator: Silavin Pills were divided into the lowest grade… Ordinary Pills, generally used for ordinary Martial Artists.
Translator: Silavin Everyone knew that the second stage of the Alchemy Master qualification needed the examinee to demonstrate the most basic skill in Alchemy, refining Medicinal Liquid!
Translator: Silavin “Grandfather.” Liu Qiong’er stepped forward, hugging one of Liu Wen’s arms, and stood obediently by his side.
Translator: Silavin “Uncle Li, you found the time to visit me today?” Liu Qiong’er’s eyes curved into crescents as she smiled at Li Yuanba.
Translator: Silavin “This is impossible!” Lin Aoqing could not believe the facts reported by the skinny Elder. He exclaimed, “Jun’er brought two strong Martial Masters with him. How could anyone in that backwater Jade Creek City possibly threaten him!?” (Silavin: Jun’er is Lin Aoqing’s Son, Lin Shijun)
Translator: Silavin “Who exactly are you?” Ye Liangchen’s gaze locked onto Qin Yichen, as if wanting to see through the youth in front of him.
Translator: Silavin “Which damn bastard was it? Haven’t you heard of not hitting the face when you hit someone?”
