Chu Ning's gaze was fixed on Sun Chaoyang, and in the next moment, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a hint of a smile.
But that very smile, when caught in Sun Chaoyang's eyes, was exceedingly glaring.
Originally, Sun Chaoyang had decided to endure Chu Ning's provocation, but seeing Chu Ning's smile, his rage surged forth all at once.
"In terms of alchemy talent, I, Sun Chaoyang, admit I'm not your equal, but when it comes to strength, I'm truly not afraid of you."
Sun Chaoyang had confidence in himself; he was just one step away from reaching the Nascent Soul Late Stage, and at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, there really weren't many who could rival him.
Even if Chu Ning came from the Mount Dan Sect, he couldn't possibly be much stronger than himself.
"Since Daoist Chu is so interested, this Elder shall naturally oblige."
Sun Chaoyang had accepted the challenge.
