The qualification to enter the Little Alchemy Pavilion.
Countless people widened their eyes and looked at Jiang Ming, who was standing in front of them, before looking at Han Muye.
They wondered if they misheard what was said.
This was the holy land in the hearts of the alchemy cultivators in the Western Frontier, the qualification to ascend the stairs of the Little Alchemy Pavilion!
The qualification that Jiang Ming only obtained after a hundred years was actually a gift?
Mu Wan stood there and glanced at Han Muye with a smile on her face.
Countless young alchemists looked at Han Muye with indescribable expressions.
Most people did not know what was going on.
What was so special about this young disciple from the Nine Mystical Sword Sect?
What right did he have to be given the chance to ascend the Little Alchemy Pavilion?
Patriarch Tao Ran chuckled and turned to look at Han Muye.