Self-Inflicted Humiliation

Leaving the Chen family, Chen Feng went straight to the Snowy Mountain Alchemy Pavilion. He wanted the alchemists there to appraise the Golden Pattern Blood Spirit Pills.

At the same time, if possible, he also wanted to obtain the identity of an alchemist. Becoming an alchemist would elevate his status significantly. At the very least, in the entire Tianhuang City, he would be a highly esteemed figure. With such a status, even the head of the inner sect within the Chen family wouldn't easily dare to harm him.

If he could obtain it, this would be his trump card.

Now, Chen Feng had angered the inner sect, and at least until the head of the inner sect made a clear statement, he was bound to face various threats within the Chen family.

Most of the Chen family members had already turned against him.

"I wonder if the Golden Pattern Blood Spirit Pills are as outstanding as I've speculated. If I can obtain the identity of an alchemist, that would be great!"