At this moment, the originally quiet hall became noisy because of Feng Hao's words. Everyone looked at him mockingly.
"Cough cough!"
The white-haired elder coughed a few times and the hall gradually quieted down.
"Alright, we can begin."
"En."
Feng Hao nodded his head and ignored the strange gazes. He reached out a hand and placed it on the elder's palm.
Only a Black Grade Alchemist could form and expose the medicinal properties.
Not long after, the elder's body suddenly trembled. His eyes bulged as he looked at the youth in front of him with an indescribable shock.
The elder's change also attracted the attention of the people who had been paying attention to them. Looking at the elder's shocked gaze, their hearts trembled.
Under everyone's incredulous gaze, the elder stood up and said with a serious expression: "Sir, you have already passed me!" As he spoke, his expression was also very respectful.
As a low-tier Black Grade Alchemist, he felt that the medicinal properties in the youth's body were like a vast ocean. It was obvious that it was several times more than his own.
This youth was at least a high-tier Black Grade Alchemist!
Thinking of this, the elder's breathing became a little hurried. His gaze towards the youth became even more respectful.
In this world where the strong were respected, the strong were respected. Even if the youth in front of him was only thirteen years old, the elder would still call him Sir.
However, the elder's way of addressing the youth caused the entire hall to instantly fall into a dead silence. Everyone's eyes were staring at the elder in shock.
Who was this elder?The Scarlet Sun City Alchemist Association's President, Black Grade Alchemist, Xi Yan!
But now, he was respectfully addressing a thirteen year old youth as Sir. How could they accept this?Moreover, everyone knew that Sir was a form of address for those who were stronger than themselves!
Jiu Lin was also stunned. The elder beside her was also stunned. Their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.
"President, there is no need to be like this."
Feng Hao did not expect Xi Yan to have such a big reaction. He hurriedly blinked his eyes at him and said, "Does this mean that I have already passed the Yellow Grade Alchemist's test?"
"Uh …?"
Xi Yan was taken aback. Soon after, when he saw Feng Hao blinking his eyes, a thought flashed in his mind. "Yes, he passed, high tier yellow class!Haha … "
Although he said so, everyone understood that this young man's rank had already surpassed the early Mystic Rank, and in the entire West Mist Country, there was only one middle Mystic Rank alchemist. Furthermore, he was a consecrator of the royal family!
"Hiss! …"
Coming back to their senses, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
Hearing these voices, Feng Hao could only smile bitterly. However, it was nothing, because he was about to leave the Chiyang City.
"This …"
At this time, Xi Yan didn't know how to address him.
"Just call me Feng Hao."
Feng Hao smiled and said softly.
"Alright!Haha!Little friend Feng Hao, come, let's go upstairs and talk! "
Xi Yan's face was full of joy as he led Feng Hao to the staircase at the side.
After the two of them left, the hall was obviously quiet. Everyone lowered their heads and frowned as they pondered. Jiu Lin's face was also lifeless. She stood there without moving, muttering listlessly, "How is this possible?How is this possible?Yes, it must be fake. Yes, it must be fake. He must have deceived the president! "
Just as she was about to rush upstairs, she was pulled back by the old man beside her. "Stop fooling around, let's go!"
After saying that, the old man pulled her arm and walked out.
...
The second floor was filled with rows and rows of bookshelves, all neatly arranged. With a glance, Feng Hao estimated that there should be no less than a thousand books here.
"There are a total of two thousand three hundred and fifty-six books here!"
As if he had guessed what Feng Hao was thinking, Xi Yan stroked his white beard and said proudly.
"More than two thousand three hundred books?!"
Fenghao inwardly smacked his lips. He walked towards a bookshelf and randomly picked up a book. As he flipped through it, he saw that there were various kinds of elixirs recorded on the book. There were pictures of each elixir. Furthermore, the medicinal properties and effects of each elixir were described in detail.
"Phew!These books are all priceless items. "
Closing the book, Feng Hao let out a long breath. "Kid, I admire you!"
He cupped his hands toward Xi Yan.
"Uh …"
Xi Yan was stunned by Fenghao's series of actions, but when he saw that Fenghao did not have the slightest intention of joking, he could not help but be at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Shortly after, he opened his mouth and asked, "Little friend Fenghao, is this your first time entering the Alchemist Association?"
"That's right!"
Fenghao honestly nodded his head.
"That's no wonder. Hehe."
Xi Yan chuckled and pointed at the rows of bookshelves. "These books weren't organized by my Chiyang City's Alchemist Guild. They were organized by all the Alchemist Guilds in the Sky Martial Continent after countless years. Every Alchemist Guild in the continent has a set of these books. It's for all the alchemists to better recognize the characteristics of different kinds of spirit herbs."
"So that's how it is."
Feng Hao let out a breath.
That's right. There were hundreds of thousands of different kinds of spirit herbs recorded in these thousands of books. How could this be done by one person?
"Let's go up."
Xi Yan pointed at the stairs and walked up.
After going up the stairs, the scene in front of him made Feng Hao instantly suck in a breath of cold air. His eyes also widened.
This level was filled with shelves, and on these shelves, there were countless different kinds of spiritual herbs. Waves of medicinal fragrance lingered above these spiritual herbs like mist, causing them to be extremely fragrant.
Feng Hao couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Old Xi, why did you bring someone up here?"
An old man who was taking care of the spirit herbs saw the two of them come up. He swept a glance at Feng Hao and asked Xi Yan.
This old man was the Vice President of Chiyang City's Alchemist Guild, He Ping.
"Hehe, Old He, little friend Feng Hao isn't an outsider."
Xi Yan had a smile on his face as he stroked his long white beard. "Moreover, don't look down on Little Friend Fenghao. If we're talking about age, then we're older than him, but in terms of rank, we still have to respectfully call him 'Lord.'"
"Lord?"
He Ping was obviously startled. Seeing that Xi Yan didn't seem to be joking, his heart trembled.
Being stared at by He Ping's shocked gaze, Feng Hao also felt very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Xi Yan saw through his awkwardness and brought him to a room.
"Sit!"
They sat down one after another, and the three of them sat in a corner. Two old men and one young man, they began to chat. During this time, Feng Hao deeply admired the two old men's knowledge. He asked many questions about the growth and habits of various kinds of spirit herbs. The two old men were able to answer him in detail, which benefited him a lot. The two old men also asked him about the fusion of spirit herbs. According to the prescription of the Divine Pesticide Encyclopedia, he also gave some opinions, which made the two old men's eyes light up.
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