Before Duan Ling Tian, Situ Ming, Yang Chong, and Yu Zhong Jing could react, Bai Ping, the Sect Leader of Tai Yi Celestial Sect, had already disappeared before their eyes. Only his voice echoed in his wake. "Master Duan, I'll go see the Old Ancestor right now… I believe he'll agree to you using our sect's King Grade Celestial Weapon on top of the Duke Grade Celestial Method and Divine Abilities as a stake as well!"
Based on Bai Ping's words, it was obvious he had gone to see the Old Ancestor of the Tai Yi Celestial Sect, who was also the sect's sole Eight Trigrams Celestial Duke, to discuss Duan Ling Tian's plan for the Alchemy Conference that would be held two years later. After personally witnessing Duan Ling Tian's perverse speed in heating the cauldron, he was, naturally, brimming with confidence.
"This…" Yu Zhong Jing was stunned.
