"Miss Sang, did you hear that?" Feng Qiyue asked with a half-smile.

Sang Kuang's face turned red with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "They are afraid of your power, so of course they don't dare to tell the truth."

"Oh, what does Miss Sang mean? Looking at the entire Jiutian Divine Realm, only Miss Sang dares to fight against power?" Feng Qiyue said with a hint of ridicule.

"Of course!" Sang Kuan said with a dark face, choosing to turn a blind eye to Feng Qiyue's ridicule.

"Haha, why are you the white lotus who emerged from the mud without being dyed? But so many people present have been dyed black, right?" Feng Qiyue continued to sarcastically say.

Sang Kuan ignored this and just asked from the highest point of morality, "Feng Qiyue, no matter what, this game cannot go on because of you. So, in order for the game to go smoothly, can't you

Quit voluntarily?"

"No! Why should I withdraw voluntarily? I don't feel guilty! Besides, do you really not understand people's words? The alchemists present have said that if I withdraw, they will also withdraw. When the time comes,

There is only one alchemist left participating in the competition, Cangman-dono, so this competition can't really go on, right? Or, it could be said that Cangman-dono is doubtful about his own strength and does not dare to challenge us head-on, so he hopes that we will all withdraw.

Sai? But in that case, Your Excellency Cang Man will probably win without force, right?" Feng Qiyue said calmly, and the next few words were spoken while looking at Cang Man.

Cang was very annoyed, but had to respond: "Miss Feng, my alchemy master has been promoted to the grand master level for many years, and my strength has been proven for a long time. Why should I be afraid?"

"That's right, my master is the most promising alchemist to reach the divine level after His Excellency Dongfang Chen. How dare you say that my master has no strength?" Sang Kuang said angrily, obviously feeling humiliated on behalf of her master.

Feng Qiyue smiled and said, "I have only heard other people praise themselves and feel good about themselves, thinking that they are the most promising alchemist to advance to the divine level after my ancestors. This is the first time I have heard of it."

"Feng Qiyue, when has my master ever felt that way? Isn't this what you people think so?" Upon hearing this, Sang Kuang couldn't help but retort.

"We people? Miss Sang, are you being sentimental again? When did we think so? Have you ever felt that way?" Feng Qiyue said, and the last sentence was said while looking at the alchemists present.

"No, we haven't thought about it that way." All the alchemists collectively denied it.

"Alchemist will always think so." Sang Cheng gritted his teeth, feeling that he really had a bad start today. Why is this Feng Qiyue so difficult to deal with?

It’s so infuriating!

"President, does it turn out that your Alchemist Association has the final say on who can be promoted to the level of a divine alchemist?" Feng Qiyue then asked the president of the Alchemist Association.

President of the Alchemist Association: ""How is this possible?

"Miss Feng is joking. If our Alchemist Association has so much power, then I will definitely promote myself to a god-level alchemist first!" Then, the president of the Alchemist Association said again.

"That's the truth." Feng Qiyue nodded.

"That's what you officially recognized." Sang Kuang said not to be outdone.

"Miss Sang, you said it was officially recognized, is there any evidence?" asked the president of the Alchemist Association.

Sang Kuan: ""Evidence? Where did she get the evidence?
Chapter completed!