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Martial Master

Chapter 1212: Flying Snow Pill ❄️

Published: December 25, 2024

Certification of the Medicine King?

The maid was taken aback, carefully sizing up Zhuo Qingfeng, and her expression immediately became respectful. "Please follow me, gentlemen."

Alchemists at the level of Medicine King were among the rarest figures in the Alchemy City, with extremely high status. Even though she had worked at the headquarters of the Alchemy Pavilion for a long time, she seldom saw anyone coming to certify as a Medicine King.

It is known that any Medicine King in the Alchemy City can, if willing, take on the honorary elder position at the Alchemy Pavilion.

How prestigious is that!

Soon, the three were led inside the Alchemy Pavilion.

"Inside is the certification area for alchemists, where an official will receive you. As for you two, please come with me to the side to rest. Outsiders are prohibited from entering the certification area," the maid said to Qin Chen and Nangong Li.

"Chen Shao, I'll go in first," Zhuo Qingfeng said to Qin Chen.

Qin Chen nodded and smiled, "Relax, waiting for good news."

Zhuo Qingfeng had been able to refine seventh-grade royal-level pills since the Hundred Dynasties, and this certification was not a difficult task at all.

"Mm." Zhuo Qingfeng nodded and then walked inside.

As for Qin Chen and Nangong Li, they were taken to a rest area nearby.

The rest area of the headquarters of the Alchemy Pavilion in the Northern Sky Region was a resting place for many alchemists and strong practitioners. Many alchemists would come to the headquarters to purchase materials and formulas, and they would also exchange insights in the rest area.

However, when Qin Chen and the others walked in, they surprisingly saw no trace of any alchemists in the rest area, and it was silent without a hint of sound. If it weren't for a beautiful and sexy maid at the front desk registering something, they would have thought they had entered a haunted house.

"What is this..."

Qin Chen glanced in surprise at the nearby hall and immediately understood. The place was crowded with people; however, there was not a sound to be heard. Everyone was intently watching a pill furnace floating in mid-air, beneath which intense true fire was burning, licking at the bottom of the furnace.

"Shh..."

The beautiful maid quickly pulled Qin Chen and Nangong Li aside, whispering to them, "Master Zhao Ruhui has just advanced to the seventh-grade Medicine King; this is the teaching conference. Do you have any business here?"

The teaching conference was a tradition of the Alchemy Pavilion. Some master alchemists would publicly share their refining paths and breakthrough experiences during their advancements, aiming to create a good atmosphere for alchemy.

Qin Chen could only feel the maid's fragrant breath next to him, and he couldn't help but think that she was indeed a stunning beauty. It was surprising that the Alchemy Pavilion would have such a maid.

However, that was quite normal; this was not the external hall. Those who could come here were either alchemists or prominent strong practitioners, so the service staff would naturally be carefully selected.

"Hehe, we're just here to sit casually. My friend is inside certifying as an alchemist," Qin Chen said with a faint smile.

Hiss!

The maid looked at Qin Chen in shock. She understood that those who could certify at the headquarters of the Alchemy Pavilion had extraordinary connections.

However, she had seen a lot and smiled, "Then please take a seat. Would you like something to drink? We have various teas, but you absolutely cannot disturb Master Zhao Ruhui's lecture; otherwise, it will invoke public wrath."

"Mm, this scent..."

Qin Chen frowned slightly, curiously turning his gaze toward the teaching hall, sensing a faint fluctuation coming from it. This fluctuation was instantly captured, and he was astonished, "It's about to take shape. I didn't expect it to be scrapped; what a pity."

"What did you say?" The maid was momentarily stunned, following Qin Chen's gaze. The teaching hall was still silent; everyone was intently watching Zhao Ruhui refine the pills, showing no signs of anything unusual.