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"Brother Qingyang, you don't even know what an immortal master is?" It was Yanran's turn to be surprised.

"This, I really don't know." Qingyang thought that he was going to be embarrassed again, this seemed to be another common knowledge problem.

Yanran looked at Qingyang's embarrassed expression and chuckled softly. "I'm afraid that your irresponsible master hasn't told you yet?"

Qingyang nodded with a coy smile. He did not say anything, admitting that this extremely irresponsible "Master" had not told him this probing question yet.

"When I first saw your medical skills, father did not ask about these things. I didn't expect your master to be like this. It's fine if you don't know about the cultivation level of the martial arts cultivation. But your alchemist rank is actually not telling you in detail." Yan Ran seemed to be in a bad mood as she watched the situation. She actually started to cry out for the Azure Sun Sect.

"Th-this can't be blamed on Master." Qingyang wasn't too good at lying either. Rather than pestering her, he might as well change the topic, "Yanran, just how is the ranking of the alchemists differentiated?"

Hearing this, Yanran did not bring up the matter of her unlucky master anymore, and said sternly, "Brother Qingyang, actually, I am not too clear on how the ranks of the pharmacists are clearly distinguished. Perhaps all I know is that the doctors in the mortal world are split into doctors, doctors, doctors, veterinarians."

After pausing for a moment, Yanran continued, "As for the cultivation world's alchemists, they are basically all capable of using the mind fire or True Fire Pill Refining to treat diseases, so they are generally divided into medicine disciples, alchemists, immortal doctors, divine doctors, and saintly doctors. As for how to clearly distinguish between them, I'm not sure. "

Qingyang thoughtfully nodded. He was still quite interested in the grading of alchemists in the cultivation world. He secretly wondered what rank he would be able to reach.

"Brother Qingyang, you can ask the Medicine Alliance in each county." Yan Ran continued to explain, "The Medicine Alliance is a group organization that unifies the management and classification of alchemists. Every country above the Nine Prefectures has a station for the Medicine Alliance."

Qing Yang was not in a hurry to go to the Medicine Alliance to appraise his level. To him, alchemists were merely titles. Hence, he waved his hand and smiled, "Don't be in a hurry. If you have time in the future, it will not be too late."

The two of them chatted until deep into the night before reluctantly parting. Qingyang was also staying at the Dongfang manor that night.

The morning of the next day, he once again rode his Black Mane Horse back to the Eastern Dragon Sect. On the way, he pondered about when he would be able to reach the Spirit Refinement realm and reach the Soaring Sky Technique.

"Qingyang, in a few more days, we will be preparing to set off. There are a total of eleven disciples from the Eastern Dragon Sect, and each of them is equal gender. Dongfang Han smiled at Qingyang and said, "Right now, we're all in the martial arts testing field. How about we meet with them later?"

Qingyang nodded with a faint smile, indicating that he didn't mind. He then hurried to the martial arena with Dongfang Han. He was also a bit curious and anticipating these young newcomers from the Eastern Dragon Sect.

East Dragon Sect, Martial Exam Field.

At this moment, Dongfang Yun was standing in front of a group of people lined up. There were exactly eleven people in the group, including five men and six women.

Qingyang narrowed his eyes and saw that there were some familiar faces in the crowd. They were Lu Xianghan, who had fought with him that day, and Dongfang Shang, who had a good impression of him.

"How is it?" Dongfang Han also stood outside the arena, smiling as he looked at the group of men and women. "This is the future hope of our Eastern Dragon Sect."

Lu Xianhan and another man among the eleven people were among them. Other than Lu Xianhan, the rest of them were not at the Nascent Realm.

However, thinking about it, Qingyang felt relieved. They were both teenagers under the age of twenty, and this Xiantian realm was after all a height that countless cultivators of the Nine Prefectures and above could not reach in their entire lives. Currently, two people from the Eastern Dragon Sect had reached the Xiantian realm before the age of twenty.

Of course, Qingyang was an exception.

"That's right. Nine people are at the peak Houtian realm while two are at the Xiantian Foundation Establishment stage. They are truly worthy of being the major sects of the Nine Prefectures." Qingyang praised as well.

"Haha, let's go." Haha, let's go. Dongfang Han was obviously enjoying Qingyang's praise as he laughed heartily.

The two of them walked into the martial testing field while chatting and laughing. Just as they heard Dongfang Yun speak passionately with the young men and women, they turned their heads and saw Qingyang and Dongfang Han slowly walk over.

"Sovereign, little brother Qingyang is here as well." He cupped his hands and bowed to Dongfang Han before turning to look at the Azure Sun.

"Elder Yun." The fact that Qingyang was so handsome and refined caused the gazes of many youths to turn towards him.

"He is our Dongfang family's guest, Qingyang?"

"So young? You reached the Innate Realm? "

Some of them could not help but lower their heads and discuss, while Lu Xianhan looked at Qingyang with a strange glint in his eyes.

"Cough, cough, let me introduce you." Dongfang Yun immediately coughed lightly when he saw this and spoke seriously, "This little brother is Qingyang who is participating in the Dragon and Phoenix Competition with you. He is a guest of our Dongfang family, and is also the youngest amongst you, but his cultivation is much higher than yours."

Dongfang Yun purposely emphasized his last sentence, causing everyone to look at Qingyang with a bit of surprise in their eyes. Indeed, the battle with Lu Xianhan that day had already spread throughout the Eastern Dragon Sect.

Even Lu Xianhan, who had stepped into the Xiantian realm, had been defeated. These people would not have the time to provoke such a troublesome little ancestor.

Qingyang didn't refute Dongfang Yun's words. On the contrary, he appeared a bit hypocritical due to his excessive modesty. He only nodded with a faint smile and cupped his hands towards the crowd. "Hello everyone, I am Qingyang."

Dongfang Yun also introduced the eleven of them one at a time. Of course, his gaze was only focused on the Xiantian youth for a moment when Dongfang Yun introduced him, and he bowed to everyone else with a faint smile.

Dongfang Ming? An interesting person, Azure Sun thought to himself.

As a disciple of the Eastern Dragon Sect, he was only dressed in plain clothes, and carried a three feet long blade on his back. However, his pitch-black eyes shone with a bright light, and after he looked into Qingyang's eyes for a moment, Dongfang Ming also slightly nodded in return. From the looks of it, he should be a person who doesn't like to speak at all.

"In the remaining few days, you eleven will get to know Qingyang better. I hope that you twelve won't embarrass us, the Eastern Dragon Tribe, in the struggle for the dragon and phoenix!" Dongfang Han ordered.

"Disciple obeys!" The eleven people cupped their hands together in greeting.

Dongfang Han and Dongfang Yun exchanged a few words with Qingyang, then left first, leaving behind the twelve youths.

Seeing that the sect head had left, many of the eleven people let out a sigh of relief. They too surrounded Qingyang and asked curiously. Most of them were young ladies.

There were also a few people gathered beside Dong Fang Ming, discussing something in a low voice.

"Brother Ming, how strong is Azure Sun?" A young man with a handsome appearance asked in a low voice.

Glancing lightly at the youth who had just spoken, Dongfang Ming said, "Very strong."

"I'm not sure about you, Brother Ming." That person looked at Qingyang who was chatting with the crowd, and a hint of disdain flashed through his eyes.

"Dongfang Chen, if you look down on him, you can have a match with him. "How about it?" By the side, Lu Xi, who was wiping the simple and unadorned immortal sword in his hand, laughed coldly. The disdain in his laugh was obvious.

"Junior Sister Lu, you!" When Dongfang Chen heard this, he was stunned, but he couldn't find any words to refute. After all, his skills were inferior.

Dongfang Ming, who had been silent all this time, didn't seem to hear the two's conversation. He hesitated for a moment before walking towards Qingyang City.

He looked at the "stuffy gourd" in front of him with some surprise. However, he did not expect that after Dongfang Ming cupped his hands in greeting, the following words surprised him: "Brother Qingyang, I want to fight you."