Time flew by, and a week passed in the blink of an eye. After a week of closed-door cultivation, Ye Qingchen finally emerged from his room. Although he had yet to personally concoct an elixir, he was fully confident about the upcoming Alchemist Apprentice Competition.
"Young Master, Xiao Xiao believes you will definitely emerge victorious this time. Go for it!"
Xiao Xiao had been waiting at the door since early in the morning. Seeing Ye Qingchen emerge, she hurried over to cheer him on. In her heart, her Young Master was an omnipotent figure. It didn't matter that the Alchemist Apprentice Competition had been moved up a week; she believed he would win the championship no matter the circumstances.
Ye Qingchen fondly stroked Xiao Xiao's head and said with a smile, "Then I'll take my little Xiao Xiao's auspicious words to heart."
