Fortunately, the Alchemy Conference had already ended and they would be leaving soon.
Even if there was something wrong with this young master's brain, it had nothing to do with them.
Xuan Ling did not panic even though he had been caught peeking. Instead, he slowly retracted his gaze.
Next, he had to carry out his plan.
This was also the true purpose of his Alchemy Conference.
As long as the plan succeeded, he could get everything he wanted, including the man who haunted his dreams.
"Today, I have another piece of good news to announce. I've found the Mystic Xuan Nong Cauldron left behind by Ancestor Xuan Nong. I want to invite all the alchemists to view it together."
As he spoke, he got someone to bring the Mystic Xuan Nong Cauldron to the hall.
Feng Chen and Huo Chanyi looked at each other in confusion.
Wait, what was going on?
Wasn't Ancestor Xuan Nong's precious medicinal cauldron with Sister Yun Ran?
