Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 897 - 888: Envoy of the Holy Emperor

"As for the conditions, I haven’t really thought about them yet, but..."

"The conditions I propose won’t be too difficult for you. So, do you dare to bet?"

Throughout, Mo Wangchen’s expression remained calm and unperturbed, as if nothing could faze him.

Hearing his words, Fang Han frowned and became silent.

Mo Wangchen was just too composed, beyond normal, could he really be that confident?

"A bet it is, what’s there to fear?!"

Finally, Fang Han gritted his teeth, convinced that Mo Wangchen was just bluffing.

"Then follow me." Mo Wangchen chuckled and, with that, took the lead walking into the Pill Tower.

Fang Han snorted coldly, stepping forward and closely following behind.

Leaving behind those around, who were exchanging bewildered glances.

"Ji Changkong is so confident, I reckon Fang Han is going to suffer a loss this time."

"Not necessarily. Whether Ji Changkong’s Alchemy Dao skill has truly reached the Ninth Grade level, no one dares to say for sure. Besides, if she had the power, why would she need a separate assessment? Clearly, there’s something fishy about this."

Even after Mo Wangchen and Fang Han’s figures completely disappeared through the door of the Pill Tower, the crowd continued to discuss, not leaving.

"Elder Hai, Master Zhang."

Meanwhile, at the highest floor of the Pill Tower, Mo Wangchen brought Fang Han there.

Currently, Elder Hai and Zhang Mingyuan were discussing something. Seeing Mo Wangchen arrive, both stood up from their seats.

"Mo... uh... Little Fellow Ji is here." Zhang Mingyuan was the first to speak, ushering Mo Wangchen to an empty seat beside him.

"And this is...?"

Elder Hai noticed Fang Han, who had come along with Mo Wangchen.

"What’s wrong with you being an Alliance Hierarch, not being concerned about this assessment, and can’t even recognize Little Fellow Fang Han?" Zhang Mingyuan teased.

He was personally present at today’s assessment, so he naturally recognized Fang Han and was well aware of the circumstances of Fang Han’s angry departure.

But now, why would Fang Han come here with Mo Wangchen? If he remembered correctly, Fang Han left because Mo Wangchen missed the assessment, right?

"Haha, so it’s Little Fellow Fang Han, please have a seat." Elder Hai chuckled and said.

"No... no need, I’ll just stand..."

Though he’d long heard that the Alchemist Alliance’s Alliance Hierarch was approachable, standing in front of him now, Fang Han couldn’t help but feel very restrained. freёweɓnovel_com

Probably not just him; within the Xuanwu Alliance, perhaps only Vice Alliance Hierarch Zhang Mingyuan could maintain such ease in front of Elder Hai?

This was indeed a true giant of the Alchemy Dao Realm within the Xuanwu Alliance!

Yet, unexpectedly to Fang Han, Mo Wangchen had already sat down on his seat without any sign of awkwardness like himself.

"Since you’re here, sit down. There’s no one else here, no need to be so tense." Zhang Mingyuan spoke up.

In the end, Fang Han had to reluctantly take a seat, but he appeared very uncomfortable.

"Elders, how are the preparations for my assessment coming along?" Mo Wangchen asked.

Elder Hai spoke up, "The refining place is ready, and the herbs have been sent over, just waiting for Little Fellow Ji to arrive."

"If that’s the case, there’s no need to wait; shall we head over now?" Mo Wangchen suggested.

"Sounds good, no time like the present." Zhang Mingyuan nodded.

The four of them, who had just sat down, stood up once again and left the room.

"Greetings to the Alliance Hierarch and Vice Alliance Hierarch!"

As they stepped out the door, a servant approached from the front, glanced at Mo Wangchen and Fang Han, and respectfully said to Zhang Mingyuan and Elder Hai, "The envoy from the Xuan Emperor City seeks an audience."

"An envoy from Xuan Emperor City?"

Hearing the servant’s words, Zhang Mingyuan frowned slightly.

"Haha, it must be about the Emperor Xuansheng’s upcoming eight million-year birthday." Elder Hai seemed to have already heard some news.

Zhang Mingyuan smacked his forehead, "How could I have forgotten such a thing?"

"Emperor Xuansheng..."

Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes; this was the first time he’d heard anyone discussing Emperor Xuansheng. From Elder Hai’s words, he could tell that one of the seven most supreme figures in the Daluo Heaven Realm, Emperor Xuansheng, was about to celebrate a grand birthday.

And it was his eight-million-year birthday...

Eight million years!

What kind of concept was this?

Through the ages, who else, apart from the Holy Emperor, has been able to live for so long?

"Who exactly is the envoy?" Elder Hai asked the servant.

If the envoy was just ordinary, there would be no need to pay too much attention. Besides, they were about to go with Mo Wangchen to the assessment site.

"It is..."

Before the servant could respond, a hearty laugh came from the front, "Haha, Elder Hai, haven’t seen you for years, surely you haven’t forgotten old me?"

A white-robed elder strode forward, his robe fluttering without wind, exuding a sense of immortal grace. His hair and beard were white, and his face looked aged, yet he radiated vigor and spirit.

His deep eyes seemed to contain endless stories; this man was definitely one of the rare old monsters of the current times!

"Such a strong aura!"

Mo Wangchen’s heart trembled. Even though the elder’s aura was well-concealed, at first glance he seemed no different from an ordinary elderly man.

Yet, Mo Wangchen still faintly sensed something unusual about him.

Setting aside the Void Realm trip of the past, the white-robed elder walking towards him was definitely the strongest cultivator Mo Wangchen had ever seen in his life, bar none!

Not a True Immortal, nor a Void Immortal; this elder’s cultivation, in Mo Wangchen’s view, had at least reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

How terrifying this person truly was, Mo Wangchen couldn’t figure out.

"Right Envoy Qin!"

Shock appeared on the faces of Elder Hai and Zhang Mingyuan as they recognized him and quickly approached, "It’s an honor that Right Envoy Qin pays us a visit, we apologize for not welcoming you sooner!"

"After all these years of friendship, don’t act so formal with me, you two." The white-robed elder, known as Right Envoy Qin, waved his hand and laughed.

"Right Envoy!"

Behind them, Mo Wangchen and Fang Han were both taken aback, their faces full of surprise.

In the Xuanwu Alliance, if anyone held the utmost authority, it would undoubtedly be Emperor Xuansheng.

And by the Holy Emperor’s side, there were often two envoys, one left and one right!

The world called them the Holy Emperor’s left and right hands, just like Right Envoy Qin before them. It could be said that within the entire Xuanwu Alliance, he held authority second to none except one.

And that one below whom he was, naturally, was Emperor Xuansheng!

This was not just a symbol of authority but also of strength!

Unexpectedly, today, they encountered a Right Envoy of the Holy Emperor here.

Seven martial alliances, seven Holy Emperors, and beside each Holy Emperor were two envoys — fourteen people in all. These fourteen individuals were the supreme figures beneath the Seven Holy Emperors of the world, super old monsters who had also survived endless years!

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