Lin Xuan is a fourth-grade Alchemy Master!
When these words were heard, everyone was stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.
What did this kid just say? That he's a fourth-grade Alchemy Master? What a joke! A fourth-grade Alchemy Master is revered as a master. You need to cultivate the Alchemy Dao for decades to even have a chance of becoming one. Which fourth-grade Alchemy Master isn't some gray-haired old man? And you, a young brat not even twenty years old, dare to claim you're a fourth-grade Alchemy Master? Even if you want to brag, you can't just make things up. This is just too outrageous!
Ye Qingwu's eyes widened when she heard this. She was frantic with anxiety. Oh dear, why is Junior Brother Lin bragging again? This is no time for boasting!
She stomped her foot and said, "Junior Brother Lin, stop joking! Hurry up and invite the real Alchemy Master in."
"I'm not joking. I truly am a fourth-grade Alchemy Master," he replied. "And I came alone. There's no one else."
