"Hmm, do you have a cauldron for Alchemy?" Wang Ming asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh, is someone among your partners an Alchemist?" the receptionist asked with interest in her eyes.
"Hmm, not really, it's for me. I am an Alchemist myself," Wang Ming replied without bothering to hide his identity.
"Wow, Disciple Wang Ming, you are not only talented in cultivation, fighting, and Dual Cultivation, you're also an Alchemist. The Heavens must have paid utmost attention when you were born," the woman said with a sparkle in her eyes as she looked at Wang Ming. Her eyes wandered across every inch of his body as she licked her lips.
"Cough, can you show me cauldrons?" Wang Ming said with a tight smile as he saw the intense stare of the receptionist practically devouring him with her eyes.
"Ah, right," the woman said with regret but quickly went inside and brought out some cauldrons. There were many different colors, designs, and sizes of cauldrons presented before Wang Ming.
