Big Brother, you’ve reached the Martial Ancestor level already?
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
When he heard that, the Deputy Headmaster stroked his beard with his eyes narrowed. "If that's the case, then it's fine."
He broke into a smile. "Our Nebula's Alchemy Division has almost been forgotten, especially in the exchange competition with other sixth-grade academies. We don't even have students who can take part in that event. If he is really proficient in the way of alchemy, even if he can't reach foundation building in the future, his achievements in the Alchemy Division will not be looked down upon."
The next morning, when Feng Jiu was still asleep, Guan Xilin's voice rang out from outside the cave.
"Feng Jiu? Feng Jiu?"
He was dressed in the Mystical Division's dark blue outfit. His posture was erect and sturdy, glowing with health and vigour. His gaze was penetrating. There was a powerful aura emanating from his body.