The Alchemist Association in Kěnéng was very different from the one in Imperial Shang City. Not only was it much larger, but surrounding the massive pagoda was a sprawling complex of aesthetically pleasing edifices. Between the buildings was a beautiful garden with a variety of tropical flowers. Some of the flowers had petals that were almost as large as Wu Jian’s head, while others contained a plethora of color like a rainbow.
“Welcome to the Alchemist Association, Lady Zhou Lihua, Master Wong Jiu. My name is Zhong Mu, and I am an elder at the Alchemist Association’s Kěnéng Branch,” an old man greeted them. He had white hair, a long beard, and wore ostentatious silver robes. Pinned to his chest was a badge with the number 77--marking him as an Iridium level alchemist.
“Master Mu, thank you for greeting us so courteously.” Zhou Lihua gave the man a martial bow.
“It was no trouble. No trouble at all,” the old man said with a smile.