Even Old Man Di Que and Song Yunxing held a deep reverence for the elder.
Elder Hei Xin, standing beside Song Yunxing, eyed the Fifth-grade Alchemist with flickering interest, his thoughts unreadable.
"Lin, my friend, that is President Meng Chuan of the Engraving Alliance of Heavenly Mountain Country."
"He is a top Alchemist in Heavenly Mountain Country, and the only Fifth-grade Inscription Master."
Old Man Di Que's words were heavy with envy, clearly demonstrating his deep desire and pursuit for being a Fifth-grade Inscription Master.
The seating areas for Dan King Hall and the Medicine Emperor Institute were close, and the atmosphere was tense with rivalry.
"Little Miss Song, I hear you've been in seclusion for half a month, your strength must have increased considerably," Wu Shaoyu sneered, "Just make sure not to blow up your furnace during the competition."
"Otherwise, how embarrassing it would be in front of so many people!"