The three young disciples standing behind Yin Chuan all had their heads bowed in respect. Elder Xue could sense the fluctuations of their Spiritual Thought; they had all reached the Peak of the Fifth Grade Alchemist rank. The young man in the silver Alchemist's robe had even reached the realm of a Sixth Grade Alchemist. 'It seems Silver Snow City has truly found some fine prospects,' he thought. 'They're poised to soar to new heights in this Pill Emperor contest.'
Seeing Elder Xue's gaze fall upon him, a proud smile touched Yin Xueyu's lips. He stepped forward and said respectfully, "I am Yin Xueyu, a disciple of Master Yin Chuan. It is an honor to meet you, Elder Xue!"
"Mm, not bad. Humble and well-mannered. Yin Chuan, you've accepted a fine disciple!" Seeing Yin Xueyu bow to him, Elder Xue nodded in appreciation.
