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Ai Lan looked a little dispirited. He must have been dealt a blow by Beiting Huang. Beiting Huang sighed slightly. “I want to participate in the Alchemy Conference, but I don’t have an apothecary badge. Just help get one!”
“Ah, okay, okay, okay!” Ai Lan was instantly energized. After going downstairs, he commanded others and scolded them. Soon, the information was ready. He personally filled in the information for Beiting Huang and asked, “Teacher, what’s your na?”
In the hall of the Alchemist Union, when they heard that soone had co to register, not only did many onlookers co, but many staff mbers had also gathered. They were already extrely surprised to see the president with a strange temper personally receive a visitor. Now that they heard Ai Lan address them, they imdiately fell to the ground in unison.
Did the sun rise from the west today? Or did Lord Ai Lan’s spirit beco a little abnormal after the death of Lord Fica, the president of the rcenary Guild branch? Who had ever seen a fourth-grade alchemist who had lived for more than two hundred years call a youth who was not even fifteen years old his teacher?
How strange! This was what everyone in the hall was thinking. Could it be that they were all hallucinating?
“What na should I choose?” Beiting Huang rubbed her bare chin and fell into deep thought. She definitely couldn’t use Bei Ye. Ninth Huang had already been known by the entire continent. Thinking of her mother, Yue ngying, Beiting Huang said, “Bei Yue!”
“Bei Yue?” Hearing that it was a fake na, he thought for a long ti. However, who dared to ask this lord’s real na?
The old madman hurriedly wrote Bei Yue’s na on the register and asked Beiting Huang, “Teacher, your age!”
“Fifteen years old!” There were still two months to go before she turned 15, but Beiting Huang didn’t want to continue using her 14-year-old age. It was too comparable to Beiting Huang’s age.
“Fifteen? She’s really 15!” Ai Lan’s hands were trembling. In fact, he really wanted to see Beiting Huang as an old monster who had lived for many years. He had been too young when he entered the Spiritual Grandmaster realm, so he had always looked like a young man. However, it was obvious that his wish had failed.
“Sigh, I’ve lived for more than 200 years. Compared to my teacher, my age is like a dog!” Ai Lan sighed in his heart.
“Teacher, is your alchemist’s grade at the fifth-grade or the sixth-grade?”
As soon as Ai Lan finished speaking, the entire Alchemist Union hall was filled with gasps. What did he an? The president, who had always been impartial and never showed favoritism, was prepared to get in through the back door and give his so-called teacher a fifth-grade alchemist badge without passing the test!
How could he do that?
However, Ai Lan was definitely not joking. He was serious.
An elder of the union could not stand it anymore. He walked out and bowed to Ailai. “President, this is against the rules. The Alchemist Union has a public test every quarter. It requires more than ten elders to invigilate on the spot. Only after refining pills of the relevant level can we give out alchemist badges of the sa level. You’re not following the rules.”
“My teacher is participating in the Alchemy Conference now and needs an alchemist badge. Tell , what should we do?” Ai Lan pulled his long hair away from his face and spoke fiercely to the elder.
Ai Lan’s disheveled hair was really scary. His round eyes glared at the elder, scaring him into taking a few steps back. After stabilizing himself, he said, “We can temporarily give your teacher an additional test, but your teacher has to take the test before you can give out the badge. Moreover, since your teacher is participating in the Alchemy Conference, he can rush to Danska City. The day before the Alchemy Conference, there will be a public selection competition for the entire continent. Anyone can participate!”
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