'I've finally become a Tier One Alchemy Master.'
'This way, I can finally account for myself to Sen Hui.'
'Even if Sen Yue asks about it, I won't be completely speechless…'
Fang Yang sat upright in the carriage, countless thoughts swirling in his mind.
Come to think of it, Sen Hui was even more invested in his study of alchemy than he was himself.
This fact made Fang Yang feel a little ashamed.
The reason he delved into alchemy was because he possessed the Carp Eagle's legacy, which detailed a method of using alchemy to refine the Fire Eagle Illusion.
Moreover, after he found a better way to refine and solidify the Fire Eagle Illusion—namely, by forming the Celestial Eagle Cross Spear ultimate technique—he no longer considered alchemy his top priority.
On the other side of the carriage, Second Uncle Fang gently stroked the Tier One Alchemy Master robes Fang Yang had just acquired, a nostalgic look in his eyes.
Second Uncle Fang said softly,
