Translator: Silavin Upon entering the pavilion, a dazzling light made Qin Yichen squint his eyes. A faint sense of dizziness came over him, but this feeling lasted only for an instant before disappearing.
Translator: Silavin In the western part of the Alchemy Tower, there was a huge pavilion where subtle ripples emanated. This was the location of the Alchemy Tower’s Spiritual Refinement Array.
Translator: Silavin Without improving formulas and creating new ones, the World of Alchemy would not be able to progress. Likewise, Alchemy Masters would not have the glory they hold on to today.
Translator: Tamon “We can’t shake him if we take Wu Shiqin.”
Translator: Tamon “Ha-ha-ha…” Yang Jun’s sinister laughter echoed through the trees, creeping them out. Mao Zimiao sympathized with Yang Jun’s plight, but their differing perspectives made them dislike each other. She sensed animosity from him, taking away any desire to talk with him.
Translator: Silavin “Yuan Healing Pill, it’s really you…” Bian Lingzhu looked at Qin Yichen with utter shock, her small mouth opening and forgetting to close.
Translator: Silavin “Young Master Songqing, let’s go. Elder Chixing is waiting for you.” The young man beside Huyuan Songqing looked at Qin Yichen with surprise, then turned back to Huyuan Songqing and said.
Translator: Silavin Although the examiner who opened the betting knew about the strength of the New Apprentices, in the past few decades, there had never been a sign that the last-place New Apprentice could win against a Senior Apprentice. They were very confident about this.
