Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

Because, in front of this Alchemist, these ordinary mortals were clearly too mediocre.    

They came here to buy materials. The medicinal ingredients they chose did not need to be refined into medicinal pills to be swallowed.    

And obviously, the effects of doing so were very poor. Compared to the medicinal pills that were refined by the Alchemist, the effects were clearly not on the same level.    

Hence, most people felt a trace of inferiority in their hearts.    

However, this Alchemist did not have any interest in anyone else. Only Loong Che's figure caused his interest to soar greatly.    

When Loong Che heard those mocking words, he smiled faintly and did not even lift his head.    

Although Yin Li was an Alchemist and was very famous in the Heaven Gate Town, he was only a Low Level Alchemist. Loong Che didn't care about him.    

Yin Li was wearing white clothes and holding a folding fan in his hand. On top of the folding fan was a drawing of red flames.    

This flame wasn't an ordinary flame. It was the flame that Alchemist needed to control when concocting pills.    

The reason why he was holding a folding fan was because he wanted to use this flame to show his identity as an Alchemist.    

Behind him were four servants. One was tall, one was short, one was fat, and the other was thin.    

These four servants formed a beautiful scenery.    

Yin Li saw that Loong Che did not seem to hear what he said and a touch of anger appeared in his heart.    

In the Heaven Gate Town, no one dared to be so disrespectful to him.    

Even if Loong Che's cultivation level was powerful, Loong Che still had to respect him.    

After all, he was an Alchemist, an extremely rare talent within a ten thousand mile radius.    

Loong Che's attitude made him very angry!    

"Stinky Boy, my young master is talking to you. Are you deaf?"    

Seeing the change in expression on Yin Li's face, the short man behind Yin Li said.    

His words made everyone's facial expression change.    

Loong Che had become very famous recently. His means were extremely ruthless. He even dared to kill Sect Leader of Mountain-splitting Faction. Now, this servant dared to speak to him in such a manner!    

"Yin Li, your dog is really uncultured. Should I teach it a lesson for you, or should you do it yourself?"    

Loong Che was still sitting at the table. He lowered his head and played with the teacup in his hand. He took a sip of the tea and said.    

"How dare you call me a dog? I am the young master's personal servant! Your words are simply slapping our Young Master's face! "    

The short servant did not seem to understand Loong Che's character. He did not know that he was about to suffer.    

"You are the only Alchemist in the Heaven Gate Town. Bringing such a dog out with you is simply disgraceful."    

Loong Che said slowly, then he raised his head and drank the tea in his cup. He exerted force with his palm and the teacup shattered into pieces. With a wave of his palm, countless tiny glass spikes shot into the body of the short servant.    

The short servant directly knelt on the ground. The enormous pain that came from his body caused his face to become extremely terrifying.