At this moment, in the martial arts arena atop the Five Lotus Mountain, Ao Cheng, who had been staring intently at the two on stage with a flushed face, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and sneezed loudly.
"Achoo!"
Sniffing his nose, Ao Cheng raised an eyebrow: "I wonder which woman is thinking about this young master. Is it Hong, Golden Lotus, or the long lost Little Yan Er?"
"Hmm, I must visit Tianyuan City after returning from this trip. I miss her so much…"
However, Ao Cheng quickly discarded his messy thoughts and returned his excited gaze to the stage.
Both competitors had their own alchemical stoves set up in front of them. The excellent stoves had been provided by Kong Yuhuai, using his status as a holy child.
People stood by, ready to provide them with the spiritual medicine they needed for alchemy.
