The Alchemy Tao Conference has commenced, and many pill refiners had assembled in the main hall. Basically, all of the pill refiners who were not preoccupied gathered to listen to the wisdom of Alchemy Tao elders and to take part in the following discussion on pill refining.
"Is everyone here?" An elder with a white beard, clad in a grey pill refining robe, stood in the hall and surveyed the crowd, asking in a deep voice.
The steward standing nearby counted the attendees and compared the tally with the list in his hand, only to furrow his brows in confusion.
"Reporting to Elder Wang, registered disciple Fang Lin is not present." Before the steward could report, a man standing next to Ling Zhongtian stood up and informed.
"Oh? As a registered disciple, he didn't attend the Alchemy Tao Conference?" Elder Wang frowned upon hearing this.
