The Western Lightning God and the tree-headed elder were also stunned. The latter was more confused because he knew very well a person like Hua Tuo, even in front of other geniuses, he would not give much face.
Qin Tian ignored their astonishment, he patted Hua Tuo's shoulder as if he was his senior.
"Your alchemy talent is also outstanding, but as you can see, even if you are five times better than the other four alchemy emperors, it is still impossible for you to win the heavan's will in this era," he said.
"I know," he answered. "I still have eyes to see a dragon and a phoenix hiding, you and this lady are not people I can fight."
"..."
"Ehmmm," the Western Lightning God cleared his throat. He stepped to approach Hua Tuo, he said, "Young master Hua, can you come with us, the other elders are waiting for you, we need your help refining pills that only a peerless genius like you can do. Of course, we will compensate you according to your prowess."