One hour

"Alright, alright, here are our Spirit Stones." Qing Yan immediately jogged forward, tossed the Spirit Stones to the City Guards, and pulled Qin Ming into the city.

Even after Qin Ming disappeared from his field of vision, the fear of being shrouded by killing intent did not dissipate.

"Wh-what kind of person is that! Too terrifying." The City Guard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered.

"Truly shameless." Qin Ming said in a low voice. A Martial Emperor should be respected everywhere; this is the reverence due to an Expert.

Yet that Martial Artist was only in the Martial Ancestor Realm, and after seeing him release his Aura, he still dared to demand Spirit Stones. This was an insult.

In Yan City, which is of a higher Rank and more prosperous than Pill City, as long as one is an Expert, one does not need to pay any Spirit Stones to enter.

When a Martial Emperor enters, they are even welcomed with open arms.

"Forget it, forget it." Qing Yan shook his head and said, "Just a small fry."

"If even a City Guard is like this, it seems this trip of ours will not be very smooth." Qin Ming said. Ever since he laid eyes on Pill City, he had not felt happy.

"Perhaps it is because people are always coming to request Medicinal Pills from the Pill Alliance, which has fostered this personality in the Pill Alliance!" As a Pill King, Qing Yan understood the arrogance of Alchemists very well.

Qin Ming shook his head: "Alchemists with such character will not achieve greatness."

As a Divine Alchemist, he had never felt that he was noble or superior to others. The true Experts he knew basically all had this mindset and never felt superior.

Perhaps it is this mindset that allows one to become a true Great Master.

"We have arrived at the Pill Alliance headquarters." Qing Yan pointed to a tall building and said.

Qin Ming looked up; a building towering into the clouds appeared before him.

Written on the door were three large characters, 'Medicinal Pill Pavilion', and Martial Artists were going in and out, treating the Alchemists inside with great respect.

Meanwhile, most of the Alchemists inside were arrogant and stuck-up.

"Let's go, let's enter." Qin Ming did not want to stay in Pill City for long; he wanted to finish his business early and leave early.

"Stop, who are you? Do you have an appointment?" Just as Qin Ming stepped onto the steps, he was stopped by a guard.

Qin Ming glanced at the guard sideways and said: "I am the Sect Master of the Feather Transformation Sect, here to pay a visit to your Alliance Master."

"What kind of sect is the Feather Transformation Sect? Never heard of it, hurry up…" The guard immediately started shooing them away upon hearing they wanted to see the Alliance Master.

"Hey!" Another short-haired guard nearby quickly pulled him back, "The Feather Transformation Sect is renowned now. Their Sect Master is at the Peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, and he is the number one Martial Emperor, known as the Huayu Emperor."

He then quickly turned to Qin Ming and bowed: "I did not expect to be in the presence of the famous Huayu Emperor. I will go report this immediately."

The other guard also realized he had made the mistake of looking down on someone, so he quickly lowered his head.

Qin Ming nodded, and he and Qing Yan walked inside.

A maid immediately came over and led the two of them to a lounge.

…

"It has been an hour already, why is there still no reply?" Qing Yan, sitting in the lounge, took a sip of tea and said impatiently.

Qin Ming's expression was calm: "It's nothing, they probably want to deliberately keep us waiting."

"This is outrageous." Qing Yan said furiously, "You are a Martial Venerable, with a noble status, and I am a Pill Emperor. Even if we didn't have status, even if we were just ordinary people, they should still reply in a timely manner. This is the bare minimum of respect."

Qin Ming shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't know what they are thinking."