After seeing the man, Hua Qiqi's expression changed: "Qu Heng, what are you waiting for me for? Am I familiar with you?"
After saying that, she glanced nervously at Ye Bufan next to her, as if she was afraid that the other party would misunderstand something.
A flash of embarrassment flashed across the face of the man in white named Qu Heng, "Fairy Qiqi, how can you reject someone thousands of miles away? We are friends after all."
"I think you misunderstood. We are just familiar at best, not friends."
Hua Qiqi didn't give the other party any face, and after saying that, she pulled Ye Bufan and continued to walk to the registration office.
Qu Heng came from the Xingyao Sect and was one of the three great elixir masters trained by the sect. He was also the son of the eighth elder.
He was originally a very ambitious person and good at calculations.
After meeting Hua Qiqi in the last Alchemy King Competition, he had an idea in his mind. If he could marry this genius from the Alchemist Guild, he would benefit immensely in the sect in the future.
Even his father can go one step further.
If Hua Qiqi can inherit the position of president, not to mention, his entire sect will become prosperous.
Because of this, he has always wanted to find opportunities to get closer, but unfortunately Hua Qiqi has no interest in him.
I went to the Alchemist's Guild several times before but failed to see anyone.
This time during the Dan King Competition, he felt that his opportunity had come, so he kept waiting here.
In the end, he had waited, but Hua Qiqi didn't give him any face, and was even countless times colder than before.
Then he saw Ye Bufan next to him, and his eyes instantly became extremely cold.
Although Hua Qiqi had no good impression of him before, she still maintained her courtesy and did not directly trample his face like she did today.
"It must be because of this man."
Seeing Hua Qiqi holding Ye Bufan's arm, an uncontrollable murderous intention arose in his heart.
But this is Tiansheng City, the place to register for the Alchemy King Competition.
He didn't speak or take action. He snorted and stepped aside.
Ye Bufan has seen this kind of scene too much and doesn't take this kind of people seriously at all. As long as the other party doesn't cause trouble for him, he doesn't bother to pay attention.
The three people squeezed into the crowd and came to the registration location.
Hua Qiqi represented the Alchemist Guild in the competition and was the first to sign up. Now she has entered the ranks of the twelfth-level alchemist and showed the corresponding badge.
Countless immortals gathered around to watch the fun. When they saw the badge with twelve shining gold stars, they suddenly exclaimed.
A twelfth-level elixir master is a supreme being wherever he goes, and will be respected by every sect.
Xia Qingying signed up for the second time and showed the badge of the eleventh-level elixir master.
Although not as good as Hua Qiqi, it still caused a burst of exclamation. After all, an eleventh-level elixir master is also extremely rare.
Ye Bufan was the third in line. After giving his name and corresponding information, he took out the badge of the eighth-level elixir master.
Seeing that there were only eight stars on the badge, there was a burst of boos around him.
Although the minimum requirement to register for the Alchemy King Competition is an eighth-level elixir master, there are very few people of this level participating.
Compared with the eleventh and twelfth-level elixir masters, this level is too low. There will be no results in participating, and in the end you will only bring shame on yourself.
Xia Qingying was a little surprised. She did not expect that Ye Bufan, with such a high level of alchemy attainments, only had such a level of alchemist badge.
At this moment, a harsh mocking voice sounded in his ears.
"Hahaha... Baodan Sect is really in decline now, and they actually sent such a guy to compete.
The eighth level elixir master is really ridiculous, he is not worthy of carrying my shoes at this level."
Ye Bufan completed the registration, received the participation token, and looked up.
I saw a thin young man standing nearby, his mean face full of ridicule.
Xia Qingying was furious: "Yintong, get out of here!
It has nothing to do with you as to what level our Baodan Sect registers for, and it’s not your turn to make irresponsible remarks.”
"Why doesn't it matter? Don't forget our last bet."
Yintong said, "After the last Alchemy King Competition, we made a bet. If your Baodan Sect cannot beat our Baicao Sect this time, then you will be my woman."
"I……"
After hearing the other party's words, Xia Qingying's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
This Yintong came from Baicaomen. During the last Dan King Competition, he coveted her beauty and entangled her many times.
At that time, she was young and energetic, so she was extremely angry and the two of them made a bet.
"In the next Alchemy King Competition a hundred years later, if Baodan Sect defeats Baicao Sect, Yintong will kneel down and apologize, and will never appear in front of Xia Qingying.
On the contrary, if Baicao Sect defeats Baodan Sect, then Xia Qingying will become the opponent’s Taoist companion."
At that time, both of them were eleventh-level elixir masters, and Xia Qingying was full of confidence. She felt that she would be able to reach the twelfth level in the next competition, so she made this bet out of anger.
Yintong disappeared after the bet and had not appeared in front of her for many years. Even Xia Qingying had forgotten about the bet.
Now that the other party mentioned it, she remembered that agreement and her heart suddenly lifted.
Although I worked hard enough, I was ultimately trapped by the eleventh-level elixir master, and I still haven't been able to break through.
If we were ranked behind the opponent this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"What, are you scared?"
Seeing her reaction, Yintong laughed proudly, "Xia Qingying, in order to get you, I have been practicing alchemy for the past hundred years, day and night, and sleepless.
Now that I am already a twelfth-level elixir master, let’s see what you have to say this time!”
"Let's talk about it after you win!"
Xia Qingying seemed to have a strong tone, but in fact she felt very guilty. After speaking, she looked at Ye Bufan.
You definitely can't defeat the opponent on your own, so you can only place your hopes on the man in front of you.
"Hahaha, look what he is doing, you don't expect this waste to revitalize the Baodan Sect, do you?"
Yintong laughed proudly again. He didn't even pay attention to Xia Qingying, an eleventh-level elixir master, let alone a waste who was only an eighth-level elixir master.
In his mind, this man was just a new young disciple of the Bao Dan Sect. He came here to compete more as a formality and to accumulate some experience.
Ye Bufan did not speak, and felt a little helpless in his heart. Now that his mental strength could not break through to the realm of the Immortal Emperor, he would ultimately be unable to defeat the twelfth-level Immortal Alchemist.
At this moment, a figure hurriedly squeezed in from outside the crowd.
Today is the last day to register, and it will be over in less than an hour.
It was normal for some of the last people to arrive to be anxious, and no one cared about it.
This is a middle-aged man with a medium build and unremarkable appearance, the typical type who would not be noticed if thrown into a crowd.
Ye Bufan didn't pay attention at first, but when the man squeezed past him, he was shocked and his eyes instantly became sharp.
The breath of chaos, at that moment, he actually felt the breath of chaos!
