Qian Qian was genuinely concerned for Lin Xuan; she didn't want him to become a laughingstock for the crowd.
But Lin Xuan was completely unfazed. "Don't worry, I won't lose," he said. "I've refined top-tier, second-grade elixirs before. My chances of winning are quite high."
With that, he stood up and strode forward. With a wave of his hand, he summoned an alchemy furnace and declared loudly, "Come on, then! Let's compete."
The crowd erupted in an uproar. This kid was actually going to compete with Qin Xingchen in alchemy!
"Sigh, isn't he just asking for humiliation?"
"This kid is too arrogant."
"Does he think that just because he defeated Qin Xingchen in the Martial Dao, he can continue being arrogant in the Alchemy Dao?"
"He's mistaken this time. He can't possibly surpass Qin Xingchen."
"That's right. Among the younger generation, I've never seen anyone whose alchemy technique surpasses Qin Xingchen's."
