Chapter 2319: Convention (1)
“No!”
As Tang Nazhi’s mournful screams reverberated through the mountains and forests, Shen Yanxiao vented
all the indignation bottled up inside.
It was a ght capable of evoking praises and tears, and it was not until dark that Tang Nazhi, weary and
tired, returned to the inn with Shen Yanxiao on his back.
Tang Nazhi had no bruises all over his body, except for a bright red mark that ran directly across his
handsome face.
“So cruel. Of all the places you could hit, you had to whip my face. How much hatred did you have, ah?”
Tang Nazhi wept bitterly about his sad fate. Even if you want to beat people, you shouldn’t strike them in
the face, but Shen Yanxiao hit him precisely there!
No matter how low the lethality of the silver whip was, whipping the face was still very painful, okay!
Tang Nazhi was destined to have mixed feelings of joy and sorrow this night. Joy for obtaining a powerful
sacred tool, and sorrow for being temporarily disgured by some unscrupulous little thief!
For the following period of time, Shen Yanxiao had nothing to do, so she dragged Tang Nazhi out of the
capital city on the pretext of “comparing notes with their sacred tools,” but in fact, she just beat Tang
Nazhi unilaterally…
Tang Nazhi did not know how on earth he had oended the young lady, that she actually bullied him a
thousand times without getting tired.
It was not until the Alchemist Convention was held that Tang Nazhi was released from the sea of
suering.
Mengmeng Qi invited Shen Yanxiao and Xiu to watch the Alchemist Convention together. Xiu naturally did
not show up, but Shen Yanxiao dragged the whole gang with her. Tang Nazhi, the Dragon God, Bian, Little
Phoenix and Mini Dragon were brought with her, while Vermillion Bird and Taotie were released along the
way.
As soon as the mighty crowd appeared, Mengmeng Qi was startled in an instant.
Shen Yanxiao almost didn’t recognize him. The last time she said goodbye to Mengmeng Qi, he was still a
tender young boy, but now he was an old man with a white beard, white hair, and a face full of wrinkles.
The dwarf Shen Yanxiao met then and now were basically two dierent dwarves.
“Well, the fact that I’m not well will cause panic to my people, so I decided to change my appearance for a
while.” Mengmeng Qi explained, touching his face shrouded in a face-changing mask.
Shen Yanxiao did not ask any further about the subject. The Alchemist Convention would be held in the
central square of the capital city. Early in the morning, Mengmeng Qi arranged the location of the
competition, and a group of people quickly arrived there.
The Alchemist Convention was a grand meeting of dwarven alchemists. It was more about letting
excellent alchemists communicate and learn from each other. In addition, there were also competitions
for fun.
The rules of the competition were very simple. There would be a total of two games: one was to show
their own ready-made alchemy products, while the other was to create alchemy products on the spot
according to the proposition, and then they would be judged by the royal alchemists.
The winner would receive a large prize and was likely to become a royal alchemist.
Several of the existing royal alchemists were basically the winners of past Alchemist Conventions.
Mengmeng Qi had intended for them to make a sacred tool for him, but because it was very important, he
decided to see if any of the other alchemists were better; if not, it would not be too late to let the royal
alchemists do it.
To put it simply, the Alchemist Convention was to give alchemists a chance to showcase themselves and
learn. Almost every alchemist who came to attend had been preparing for the convention for a long time;
this was the day they were waiting for.
