An alchemist capable of refining divine-grade pills using fifteen-grade immortal ingredients is certainly not someone the Lord of Xinghen Realm can afford to provoke. Facing Jiang Chen, he was exceptionally courteous.
"Young hero, you must be tired after finishing the alchemy. Let me escort you to rest."
Ever since Jiang Chen brought out an imperial-grade alchemy furnace and refined his pills, the Realm Lord, Yang Ding, had treated him with great respect. It was not just the Realm Lord; even Shang Ming, a divine-grade alchemist, held Jiang Chen in high regard and hoped to curry favor with him.
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