Peerless Divine Sovereign

"Hua!" After Sikong Yucheng said this, the crowd erupted, the twist in events was too sudden, Ye Xuan who was originally eliminated had levelled up suddenly, this was simply a huge reversal.    

    

However, if others were to say that Ye Xuan had Yin Ginseng in his hands, perhaps there would be people who would not believe him. However, these words were said by the Vice President of the Alchemists Guild Sikong Yucheng, in the alchemy world, it could be said that no one in the entire Windy City had seen and knew more about it than him, so everyone had no choice but to believe it.    

    

"Look, what did I say? Ye Xuan will definitely bring us miracles. I don't believe that his answer is wrong."    

    

"Come on, when we just got eliminated, you seemed to be the one shouting the loudest. Now you're acting as a cannon fodder again, you are really shameless."    

    

"F * ck, someone like him shouldn't be staying here, and even told Ye Xuan to scram. I think the person who should be scram should be you."    

    

"That's right, that's right, hurry up and get out. We don't welcome you here, damn you, why are you still sitting next to me? When you see me, it will definitely pollute the environment."    

    

"…"    

    

In a short while, the entire viewing gallery was in a complete mess. Those who had previously insulted Ye Xuan were all scolded to the point that their heads were drenched in dog blood.    

    

At this time, the happiest person in the world was someone from the Duan Family. Duan Yixun could not hold back his laughter and laughed heartily: "Hahaha, good good good good, this Ye Xuan brat really knows how to give people a pleasant surprise.    

    

"Humph, shouldn't we die?" Hearing Duan Yixun's words, Zhang Zhanyang gnashed his teeth as his face darkened. He angrily flung his sleeves and walked up the platform, as he coldly snorted in his heart: "Let's go and see. Your Duan Family will definitely lose today."    

    

When Duan Yixun and Zhang Zhanyang returned to the platform, they heard Sikong Yucheng continue to speak: "Ye Xuan is right. As the invigilator, you know nothing about the medicinal ingredients that you have arranged. You really don't have the qualifications to be this invigilator, and at the same time, aren't worthy of being the Alchemists Guild's mentor."    

    

"Therefore, from now on, I will strip Zhang Qinsheng of his position as Alchemists Guild's Instructor, and will never hire him, so that he will not take another step into Alchemists Guild. Otherwise, he will be severely punished."    

    

"Hua!" Once Sikong Yucheng's words fell, the entire venue was once again in an uproar. Ye Xuan did not get eliminated, and instead "eliminated" the invigilator. This was something no one expected.    

    

However, as the saying goes, beat a drowning dog! From this, it could be seen that he was the one who only knew his place. Therefore, no one sympathized with him right now. Most of them only looked at him with disdain, shouting for him to quickly get out.    

    

Looking at Zhang Qinsheng's expression now, it could be said that he was extremely unsightly. As he cried for his father in his heart, he also inwardly blamed Zhang Zhanyang for everything, but it was useless. In the end, he fled the scene amidst the curses of the crowd.    

    

"The purpose of our Alchemists Guild is to be fair, this point has never changed. If there is merit, then it is reward. If there is retribution, then there will be no mercy." Sikong Yucheng looked at Ye Xuan and asked, "Ye Xuan, are you satisfied with the explanation we have given?"    

    

Satisfied, quite satisfied! Not only did he levelled up, he even took Zhang Qinsheng away. This fact truly surprised Ye Xuan, and he immediately cupped his fists towards Sikong Yucheng, "Vice President is wise."    

    

While he was speaking, Ye Xuan intentionally or unintentionally looked towards Zhang Zhanyang who was on the stage. Immediately, he saw that his face was as black as charcoal, his eyes were extremely red, as if anger had struck at his heart, and wanted to kill.