Upon hearing the news about Chen Nan, Liu Tong was shocked.
How could a peasant discarded by the Yuantian Sect turn into a seventh-grade Alchemist overnight?
The disparity in status is too vast.
Looking at his expression, the cultivators of All-Knowing seemed displeased and snorted coldly: "What, are you questioning the reliability of our All-Knowing's information?"
"Chen Nan is a seventh-grade Alchemist, there's no doubt about it. The Golden Core stage Elders of the sects around Qingshan Sect are all very polite to him. I've even heard some loose cultivators are seeking Chen Nan for alchemy."
"Moreover, because of his involvement, Qingshan Sect, which had been declining for hundreds of years, shows signs of reviving. You can find this out with your own inquiries."
Knowing he couldn't afford to provoke All-Knowing, Liu Tong quickly forced a smile: "Of course, I trust your information; it's just a bit hard to believe."
