Cheng Hao originally planned to take Master He away, but Huang Zilu then discovered that Cheng Hao had a companion. When he learned about Master He's identity, Huang Zilu's eyes looked a little strange.

It seemed like a kind of resentful emotion, and the feeling looked like my husband had found a mistress and then the original wife was sour.

"I'm so sorry, Master He. He still has to queue up here if he is not a member of the organization. He is only responsible for registering the member of the organization."

Huang Zilu explained to Master He.

"It's okay, Master Cheng, I'll just queue up here, don't worry about me."

Master He is still very self-aware and said with a smile.

Cheng Hao smiled at Master He, and then followed Huang Zilu through the corridor to a room deep in the depths where a beautiful girl was sitting behind the table responsible for registration.

In addition to the girl, there are three other registered alchemists, all of whom are in their thirties and forties, and they should be eighth-grade alchemists.

The three alchemists noticed Huang Zilu and Cheng Hao's arrival, and all turned their heads to look at Cheng Hao, looking surprised.

"Master Huang, is this the Master Cheng you have always mentioned? He is so young and promising!"

The alchemists who can register here are all staff members, and they know each other even if they are not very familiar with each other, so someone greeted Huang Zilu, but his eyes kept falling on Cheng Hao, and he was surprised. It seems that before Cheng Hao arrived, Huang Zilu had already introduced Cheng Hao to his acquaintances.

"That's of course. Master Cheng's attainment of medicine refining is simply superb and unfathomable. I, Huang Zilu, admired me, and prostrated myself!"

Huang Zilu said sincerely, but did not pay attention. The other three alchemists looked at Cheng Hao with doubts in their eyes.

"This Master Cheng has become an eighth-grade alchemist at a young age. Your teacher must be a master of alchemist. I wonder which master Cheng's teacher is?"

One of the alchemists looked at Cheng Hao frivolously and asked, obviously questioning the real material of Cheng Hao, the alchemist. Although the review system of the Alchemist Guild is very strict, it does not mean that there are no loopholes to be exploited.

Cheng Hao was no other person, and he immediately understood what the other party meant, but just smiled.

"My teacher doesn't want me to mention his old man's name, and my teacher has lived in seclusion for many years, so no one knows him if he says it."

However, the three alchemists laughed at each other and looked at each other.

"It turns out that he is a secluded master, he is disrespectful! Master Bucheng became an eighth-grade alchemist at a young age. He must have amazing achievements. He must show his skills in the subsequent competitions to open our eyes! Haha!"

This is nothing wrong with it, but the problem is the attitude of the speaker, which is obviously mocking Cheng Hao, believing that Cheng Hao is not worthy of his name and is really too young.

Huang Zilu's face turned blue and he snorted coldly, saying, "Don't worry, Master Cheng will give you a long experience and let you know what a master of medicine is!"

Cheng Hao just smiled. There was no point in arguing without action. Since someone questioned his alchemist abilities, it would be proven in subsequent games.

The three alchemists burst into laughter again, not without jokes.

One of them even said: "Since that's the case, we'll wait and see. Master Cheng must not let us down!"

Cheng Hao may not have the same knowledge as such ignorant people, but the successive provocations made Cheng Hao's face darker.

"Since you three care so much about me, how about we add some lottery?"

The three alchemists looked at each other, and were stunned at first, then smiled disdainfully.

"Okay, since Master Cheng mentioned it, it's better to obey your orders than respect. What lottery do you plan to add?"

Huang Zilu looked at Cheng Hao from the side, not knowing what Cheng Hao had plans.

Cheng Hao's eyes swept over the three alchemists and smiled.

"Since it's an alchemist competition, we'll bet on our respective rankings. If any of the three can surpass me, even if I lose, what if I lose?"

All the three alchemists were lit up, revealing a greed and sinister luster.

"You're serious? Are you talking about anyone?"

Cheng Hao nodded: "That's right, what I'm talking about is anyone, do you dare to gamble?"

There was almost no thought, and the three alchemists spoke in unison: "If you don't dare, just bet, don't regret saying that we bullied you!"

While speaking, the three alchemists all looked at Huang Zilu with guilt, because this bet was actually a big loss for Cheng Hao. One person bet against three people, and he would definitely lose. If Huang Zilu dissuaded, the three people would still have to give Huang Zilu some face.

But what I didn't expect was that Huang Zilu not only did not stop him, but instead looked excited.

"Okay, I agree, the bet should be bigger. In this way, one hundred Qi Gathering Pills will be fine!"

Huang Zilu highly praised and trusted Cheng Hao's achievements in alchemist, and he did not think that Cheng Hao would lose.

The three alchemists were a little surprised. Huang Zilu's performance was wrong. Does he really think Cheng Hao could win? What's more, the bet of 100 Qi Gathering Pills is not a small number. Even as an eighth-grade alchemist, this is nearly one-third of his wealth! If Cheng Hao loses, each person will compensate 100 Qi Gathering Pills, a total of 300 Qi Gathering Pills. Can he take it out?

"Master Huang, we don't care about your bet, but if Master Cheng loses, this will be three hundred Qi Gathering Pills!"

The meaning is very obvious, and it must be confirmed, otherwise it will be a waste of money.

Huang Zilu slapped his chest and said generously: "Don't worry, three of you, I'll make a guarantee, I can still take out the three hundred Qi Gathering Pills."

The three alchemists looked secretly happy and nodded repeatedly. Huang Zilu's accomplices may not be the strongest attainment, but he has a background. Three hundred Qi Gathering Pills are not a problem for him at all.

Huang Zilu looked at Cheng Hao with excitement, but saw Cheng Hao shook his head with a frown.

One of the alchemists said sarcastically: "Master Cheng regrets it?"

Cheng Hao smiled and said, "A real man can't catch up with a word, how can he regret what he said? I just think that one hundred Qi Gathering Pills are too few, and itchy is too boring. Since it's a bet, it's a little bigger. How about three hundred Qi Gathering Pills?"

"hiss!"

A sound of gasping in the air, staring at Cheng Hao with wide eyes, looking incredible.

Is this guy crazy? Three hundred Qi Gathering Pills, even the eighth-grade alchemists, have to take out all their wealth. Is it because Cheng Hao was embarrassed to say that he would not bet and deliberately said that he was so big? I want to let the three of them get away with it? It is impossible!
Chapter completed!