Yang Chen's heart was filled with anticipation.
If he had the chance, he would definitely want to learn from the high-level alchemy masters in the Southern Realm.
Although he was confident in his own alchemy skills, he never considered himself above others, nor did he refuse to make progress.
"Eldest Brother, to meet an Immortal Alchemist like that, we'll have to rely on fate," Wang Feng and Wang Zhong said with a look of emotion on their faces, feeling that meeting an Immortal Alchemist would not be an easy task.
"Haha, I was just talking, I won't really hold out hope for such an illusory thing," Wang Yuanzheng waved his hand, feeling that he wouldn't have such fortune.
The group chatted and laughed along the way, and soon the team came to a halt.
"Oh, we're here!" Wang Yuanzheng stood up, "Brother Yang Chen, please."
"Please." Yang Chen bowed slightly.
They got off the team and arrived at their destination.
