An Yan nodded seemingly understandingly, then asked, "Is it related to the Ghost Realm?"
"Yes! But you'll know exactly what it is when the time comes!" Xue An teased with a hint of mystery.
"When will that be, huh? Honey, just give me a little hint, stop keeping me in suspense!" An Yan pouted coquettishly.
Xue An smiled and said, "Alright, alright, don't worry. I promise it won't be too long!"
In the end, An Yan couldn't get any useful information from Xue An, so she resignedly returned to the Magic Treasures Pavilion.
After she left, a complex light flashed in Xue An's eyes. He took a deep breath and casually wrote a summoning order in the air, then waved his hand.
The summoning order scattered and flew into the darkness in all directions.
Just as Xue An said, it wouldn't be long now.
After experiencing an explosive evolution of civilization, the current level of the Alchemy Civilization barely met Xue An's requirements.
