After stepping out of the corridor, Xiao Yan happened to meet Otto and the others who had already been waiting there. They chatted for a few minutes, during which Xue Mei interjected a few times. Her gaze toward Xiao Yan carried a certain oddity, while Lin Fei remained hesitant, barely speaking. Every time Xiao Yan looked at her, she would blush slightly—clearly, Xiao Yan's earlier performance had deeply impressed and even stunned this usually energetic girl. Moreover, her idol, Liu Ling, had quietly crumbled, replaced now by the image of the quiet, slender young man. Staring at the now-closed door, Xiao Yan could only shake his head in resignation. He glanced at the green pill handed to him by Otto. From its hue, it appeared to be at least third-grade—clearly a source of great delight for Otto. Such a pill was surely valuable to him, yet he had offered it so casually. Sitting comfortably on the soft bed, Xiao Yan placed the pill in his mouth, felt the pure energy within him swiftly dissolving and spreading, then closed his eyes, beginning to nurture his spirit. Although he had been holding on strong thus far, this assessment truly had drained every ounce of energy from Xiao Yan. The soul energy required to transition between the three flames was simply overwhelming. Had it not been for his excellent condition earlier, he would have likely collapsed from soul energy depletion before completing the three transitions. With both palms pressed against the bed, Xiao Yan exerted a slight force, and his body leapt out, landing steadily on the ground. He lightly patting his hands, satisfied with his recovery speed. At this moment, the gentle, fair-faced girl carried a slight blush of bashfulness, while the bright, earnest gaze fixed on Xiao Yan shimmered with intense warmth. During the intervals when she had quietly slipped away to watch the matches, she had also kept a close eye on the grand finals—especially when Xiao Yan defeated Yan Li and dramatically turned the entire tournament's outcome. To young girls of her age, Xiao Yan was undoubtedly their hero and idol. Even though his face had once seemed ordinary, now it radiated undeniable charm. When she had been unexpectedly summoned by Otto to stay here, she had felt a small surge of excitement, particularly recalling the admiring glances from her companions—her eyes' warmth intensified once more. "Um…" Being so earnestly and warmly watched by a young girl, Xiao Yan cleared his throat, briefly startling her. He then smiled, taking the water basin from her hands. "Thank you. I'll take it from here." "Oh." Though a little regretful, the young girl dared not refuse, and obediently handed over the water basin before standing aside, her gaze fixed steadily on Xiao Yan. Being watched while washing up felt rather uncomfortable, so Xiao Yan hastily wiped his face with his hands before asking with a touch of resignation, "Miss...?" "Me? I'm Xun'er." The girl blushed. With a faint smile, Xiao Yan had to ask, "Miss Xun'er, would you be kind enough to escort me to see the Chairman Fangma?" "Of course," she replied brightly, her heart content, then turned and walked ahead. Following closely behind the girl, Xiao Yan stepped out of the room. Occasionally, passing guild alchemists would pause to offer the young girl warm, friendly smiles. At times, when the stairs were crowded, many alchemists would even willingly yield space to her. Such courteous treatment made Xiao Yan feel rather uneasy. "Mr. Yanxiao, your prestige is truly impressive—normally, they see us with stern faces and never make room for us..." The young girl, unable to help herself, smiled lightly as they passed down another corridor. At the girl's somewhat playful words, Xiao Yan smiled. The world is real—respect and reverence are always reserved for those who have strength. Back when he first came to the Pharmacy Guild, hadn't he experienced the same treatment? Following the girl through several corridors, they finally stopped outside a spacious room. The girl whispered, "This is the会长's study. He should still be inside. Please go in, Mr. Yanxiao." "Thank you, Ms. Xun." Xiao Yan nodded and smiled. "No need..." With a sweet smile, the girl turned and walked a few steps, then suddenly turned back with a bright smile. "Mr. Yanxiao, you look absolutely stunning today... Hehe, goodbyes." Staring at the girl who had vanished at the end of the corridor, her hands resting behind her, like a deer leaping lightly, Xiao Yan was momentarily stunned. Then he shook his head with a smile. It seemed that this gathering had truly gathered quite a bit of support for him—she, with such an ordinary appearance, had even been struck by romantic feelings. Only unfortunate was that her identity and name were false. Turning his gaze and thoughts back, Xiao Yan gently knocked on the door. Once he heard the voice of Fama from within, he stepped inside. Upon entering the room, he found Fama, Hai Bo Dong, and Jia La seated at the desk. Upon seeing Xiao Yan, they all smiled warmly at him. "Well done, young man!" Fama and the others greeted him with a bow. "Don't be so modest with me," Xiao Yan said, stepping forward with a wry smile. "This time, I was actually on the verge of losing my life." "Haha." Fa Ma smiled lightly, saying no more words, and gently brushed his palm over the nath戒. Instantly, a scroll of purple and silver appeared in his hand. He slowly stroked the scroll, smiling, "With effort comes reward. This is the recipe for the sixth-rank pill, 'Rongling Pill.' From now on, it belongs to you, little one." As he spoke, he lightly tapped the scroll with his fingertip, and it transformed into a silver shadow, shooting toward Xiao Yan. Excitedly receiving the scroll, Xiao Yan couldn't help but handle it carefully, running his fingers up and down. The scroll shimmered in shades of purple and silver, feeling slightly cool to the touch. Intricate patterns and ancient seals were delicately engraved on its smooth surface, giving it a graceful appearance. Holding it gently, Xiao Yan slowly unrolled it, scanning the information. To his relief, the content matched exactly what Otto had described earlier. He breathed a quiet sigh of relief. "I recommend that you don't use your spiritual energy to read the prescriptions right now, or you'll faint right away. Even a sixth-rank prescription—something I've read—leaves me mentally foggy for quite some time," said Fama, smiling as he watched Xiao Yan's excited expression. "Ah, I see," Xiao Yan nodded with a smile, carefully placing the prescription for "Ronglin Pill" into his storage amulet. Yet, as he looked up, he noticed Fama handing him a purple metal plaque, which made him slightly puzzled. "This is the plaque of the Guild's Honorary Elder—a reward for championship status. With this, you can receive assistance at any branch of the Empire of Jima." Fama smiled. "I know you don't like being bound by titles or positions. This title of Honorary Elder requires no actual duties from you—it's merely honorary. You're free to disregard anyone's orders, including mine, should you wish." Xiao Yan nodded slightly and then took the plaque in his hand. "Alright, little one, your reward is now secured. From now on, you can wander around the guild or the Imperial Capital. Though the grand tournament has concluded, the Capital will remain lively for quite some time. You've now become a well-known figure—people eager to meet you will surely have to queue up. Heh!" Fama chuckled. "Since you all have matters to attend, I won't keep you any longer. I have my own things to take care of as well. Goodbye..." Bowing slightly to the three, Xiao Yan turned and stepped out of the room without further delay.