Although Xuan Yan Dan Zu was simple and honest, he was still a Nascent Soul cultivator. With him in front, no one in the Alchemy Pavilion dared to stop them, and they soon arrived at the gate.
Both inside and outside the door, people were craning their necks to peek in.
While Xuan Yan Dan Zu was away picking up the person, the other students had already spread the word about Tong Su's importance within the pavilion. Everyone knew the power and rarity of the Strange Flame, but what surprised them even more was Tong Su's own talent in alchemy.
Pushing open the formal doors of the Alchemy Pavilion, the reception hall was filled with people. As soon as she entered, they looked at her intently: "This must be the female cultivator who possesses the strange fire. She's so young."
Upon seeing this, Xuan Yan Dan Zu flew into a rage: "Wu Nian! Dan Yang! What do you old geezers mean by gathering here? Are you trying to steal my student?"
The one called Wu Nian was a middle-aged cultivator dressed in his fifties or sixties, and one of the top alchemists in the Alchemy Pavilion. He sneered upon hearing this.
“Xuan Yan, it’s not that we don’t trust you, it’s just that if you want to take on students, according to the rules, we have to take a look at them to make sure they are of bad character. It’s not something you can just accept with a few words.”
Tong Su had already inquired and found out that the alchemy pavilion was not a monolithic entity. The only Mahayana alchemist was already very old and had been in seclusion for many years. The people in charge were several Nascent Soul ancestors, one of whom was Xuan Yan.
This ancestor Wu Nian has always been at odds with Xuan Yan. He has a natural strange fire, but the grade of the strange fire is not high. His alchemy skills are also far inferior to Xuan Yan's. He only got along with Xuan Yan because of the strange fire.
Seeing that Xuan Yan had found someone like himself who possessed a strange fire, and that as long as he helped him, Xuan Yan could surpass Wu Nian Ancestor in the blink of an eye, how could Wu Nian Ancestor possibly agree?
“Xuan Yan, think about it. This female cultivator is so young yet has already formed her core and possesses a strange fire. She must be a disciple of a reputable sect. Why would she suddenly come to my rogue cultivator city? If she is a spy, can you bear the responsibility?”
The Old Ancestor Wu Nian roared, suddenly reaching out to slap Tong Su, who had just entered, shouting, "You wicked creature, what are your intentions?"
This palm strike contained the full power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and it was aimed directly at Tong Su's head and heart, clearly intended to seize the opportunity to kill her!
The pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator instantly pressed down on Tong Su. Tong Su's blood and qi surged, her chest felt a dull pain, and her legs could barely support her. She almost knelt on the ground.
Xuan Yan Dan Zu was furious and immediately stepped in to stop him: "Wu Nian, how dare you touch my student!"
However, he was a step too slow. Just as Wu Nian's palm was about to strike, and Tong Su was about to be seriously injured on the spot, a hand suddenly reached out from behind her.
He easily blocked Wu Nian's palm strike!
"Your Excellency starts fighting and killing as soon as you meet someone, what a show of power you have."
He smiled faintly, seemingly without using any force, but Wu Nian, whose wrist he was gripping, blushed and tried his best to pull his hand away but couldn't!
"Who...who are you?!"
Tian Xuanzi said, "They are nobodies, not worth mentioning. Since you all don't want my junior sister to come here to study, we won't force her. A-Tong, let's go."
Tong Su nodded without hesitation and followed him out.
Xuan Yan Dan Zu grew anxious and tried to stop them, saying, "Wait! This old Daoist will give you an explanation. Don't leave yet!"
The other alchemists in the hall who had been watching the spectacle dared not remain bystanders any longer. They cursed Wu Nian inwardly for his narrow-mindedness and hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay.
"Yes, yes, fellow Daoist, please don't be impatient. Wu Nian is simply possessed by a demon. How could we not welcome students who come to seek knowledge?"
"That's right, the City of Loose Cultivators doesn't care about background or origin, so it doesn't matter if you're a disciple of a prestigious sect!"
"Wunian, you still haven't apologized! Otherwise, we'll definitely go and complain to the Pavilion Master, and you'll be in big trouble!"
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