The Man's Decree

Just as Jared was about to step into the illusion array, a sudden commotion behind him interrupted him. “Make way, make way! Why do incapable alchemists like to come here?”

Following the shouts, a dozen alchemists in white rushed forward, forming a path by holding hands.

An elderly man with white hair, exuding an air of grace and dressed in a gray robe, slowly walked into Jubilante’s mansion. Upon seeing this elderly man, many alchemists went wild.

“Jubilante, Jubilante…”

“I love you, Jubilante…”

“Jubilante, please accept me as your disciple.”

“Jubilante, can I be your godson?” Numerous alchemists shouted, with many female alchemists beaming with excitement, eager to become this old man’s wife.

“I never thought I’d

indifferent, showing no signs of emotional change amidst the cries of the surrounding

beautiful female alchemist, Jubilante would give a slight smile and then gently caress her

female alchemists would tremble with excitement, some even fainting on the spot. Observing this scene, Jared felt a sense of déjà

world, where major celebrities would

couldn’t understand why these beautiful female alchemists

alchemist chided, “What are you doing?

commotion at the entrance of my residence. In the future, young alchemists like you are not allowed to take the test. Do you take

saying this, Jubilante signaled to a white- robed alchemist beside him. The alchemist instantly understood and shouted at Jared, “Leave immediately. You’re

people not have the right to take the assessment?” Jared asked, furrowing his

angrily, “There is no reason. If we say you can’t, you

He wants to buy some mystical herbs from you, so he has to