Wuxi Town.
Inside an alchemy workshop.
This is the largest alchemy workshop in Wuxi Town, with two third-tier Alchemists, one of whom has been noticed by the Celestial Pill Pavilion and will soon set off for Zhenyang City, henceforth embarking on a path of meteoric rise.
However, no one could have anticipated that tonight, this promising Alchemist would have all his future severed.
"Hehe, let me ask you, the steward disciple of Xiyue Peak, Luo Zhenfeng, who killed him?"
At this moment, in front of the two third-tier Alchemists, a female cultivator wearing a purple robe with open lapels stood there. She had long, wavy hair, enchanting phoenix eyes, slightly thick red lips that parted and closed, emitting a voice that was deeply seductive.
The two Alchemists stared blankly, bodies stiff, dead-eye fixed on the alluring figure of the female cultivator. Besides the burning flames in their eyes, there was nothing else.
