Ling Han chuckled. "Since you wish to seek your own humiliation, I shall oblige!"
He also had the intention to impose his might, and had thus decided to compete with Xie Yangbing in alchemy. Otherwise, if he moved, even if there were 100 Qian Wuyi, they would be no match for him.
Qian Wuyi clearly did not have that self-awareness. In his eyes, Ling Han was merely at Small Accomplishment level of the Ascending Origin Tier. He would be able to defeat him with just a single finger.
"We shall compete first in the grade of alchemical pill," Xie Yangbing said.
"All right." Ling Han did not mind.
They did not enter into an alchemy chamber. Because Qian Wuyi did not understand alchemy, Xie Yangbing naturally could not feel reassured. He feared that Ling Han would play some kind of trick inside without anyone watching.
Their two cauldrons were simply just set up in an empty space, no more than nine meters between them.
