Chen Tianlong looked at the cold-faced envoy beside him and suddenly felt like laughing because he had a sense of humor, a kind of appearance that made people want to laugh when they saw him. Cold, yet unusually cute.
"So what does it take to finally participate in the Celestial Pill Sect trial?"
Chen Tianlong asked curiously. Initially, he thought that paying the fee would allow him to enter, but he didn't expect the rules to have changed so much this year.
"Hehe, young brother, this is your first time hearing about it, right? Well then! I'll take this opportunity to tell everyone in the martial arts community about the conditions for the Celestial Pill Sect trial."
The fat envoy shouted to the surrounding crowd.
"The conditions for the Celestial Pill Sect trial are actually quite simple, there are only two conditions."
The fat man said with a smile.
"Which two conditions, brother Fat?"
Chen Tianlong immediately went over and asked.
