Ning Fan raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that they didn't know he had already become the Sect Master of Feiyu Sect.
But he still smiled and said, "That's quite an exaggeration, a high-level alchemist isn't so rare."
"It's true that a high-level alchemist isn't rare, but a young high-level alchemist like Daoist Xu is a different matter," Xiong Lin said earnestly. "Including the Five Great Sect Young Masters, what they value is your future potential."
"To become a high-level alchemist at your current age—what heights you might reach in the future, nobody can predict."
"So rather than saying they are courting the current you, it's more like they are investing in the future you!"
Ning Fan didn't respond but simply gazed at the drifting clouds in the sky.
If he truly belonged to Kunlun, he might have been ecstatic in the face of such a situation.
Unfortunately, he was only here searching for traces of his father.
In a way, the entire Kunlun was his enemy.
