Alchemy & Martial Supreme

1Lan Zhi originally had a simple and elegant nature. Although she appeared gentle on the surface, she was actually very distant from others. Ever since she confirmed her relationship with Qin Ming, her elegance no longer existed. It had become the current shyness and charm, which made her appear even more elegant.    

    

She was like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world. Her temperament was noble, affable, independent, and fresh. It was no wonder that she attracted everyone's attention.    

    

Qin Ming and Lan Zhi ignored everyone's gazes. They found an empty table and sat opposite each other.    

    

They were already used to this kind of gaze. No matter where they went, Lan Zhi would always be the center of attention for men.    

    

"Hmm?" After sitting down, Qin Ming still felt that everyone's gaze did not shift away. They kept staring at Lan Zhi and were slightly annoyed. He immediately released his aura.    

    

Sensing Qin Ming's Qi, everyone's facial expression changed. They quickly looked away and only dared to glance at him occasionally.    

    

Lan Zhi found it funny. She put her right hand on Qin Ming's left hand on the table. "Alright, don't be angry!" At the same time, she felt a little happy in her heart.    

    

"Guests, what would you like to eat?" The hotel waiter bowed and asked respectfully.    

    

"Bring up all the delicious food here and a pot of tea." Qin Ming was too lazy to order and said directly.    

    

He could understand why the waiter was so humble. As a Martial Sovereign, he was considered one of the top powers in Yuan Continent. He was stronger than most of the Martial Cultivator.    

    

Yuan Continent Although there were a lot of high grade Martial Cultivator in the Yuan Continent, there were also a lot of Martial Saint. However, the Yuan Continent was just too big. Amongst all the Martial Cultivator, the Martial Saint was like a drop in the ocean, extremely rare.    

    

The Martial Saint was usually the core strength of the top powers, and they wouldn't use it easily.    

    

And the Martial Sovereign was considered the top in the Yuan Continent. Even if it was in a big city, there wouldn't be too many of them.    

    

As for the Martial Emperor, it was considered the core power in the Yuan Continent, and it could also be considered a powerhouse.    

    

The Martial Cultivator level in the Yuan Continent was still below the Martial Emperor level.    

    

"Good guest, please wait for a moment. I will bring it over to you right away." The waiter bowed again and ran towards the back hall. After a while, he carried the dishes and walked over quickly. He carefully placed the dishes on the table.    

    

Qin Ming nodded and ate with Lan Zhi.    

    

As for the Martial Cultivator that arrived earlier than them, it had yet to be served. This was extremely normal in Qin Ming's eyes.    

    

No matter where it was, strength was everything. Qin Ming had the strength of the Martial Sovereign, which was higher than everyone else. He was angry, but none of the Martial Cultivator dared to say anything. He ordered the dishes. The waiter immediately cut in line and served the dishes. No one dared to say anything, and no one would say anything. They were all used to it.    

    

This was the rule of this world!    

    

When the Martial Cultivator saw Qin Ming and Qin Ming eating, they began discussing quietly, not daring to speak loudly.    

    

At this moment, a group of people appeared at the entrance of the restaurant. Everyone's gaze shifted over, and most of the Martial Cultivator greedily swallowed their saliva.    

    

A group of women with outstanding figures surrounded the center of the Martial Cultivator, who was wearing the same black uniform.    

    

She was wearing a tight red robe, and had long, fiery red hair. Like a waterfall, her hair fell all the way down to her fair, jade-like waist. There was an opening on the skirt of the dress, which extended all the way to her waist. She wore a tight-fitting red Shuyi shirt on her upper body. The pride of a mature woman was extremely prominent. There was a big hole in her skirt and she moved slightly. The pink and white jumped lightly as they opened their mouths from their waists and groups. It was as white as a piece of fire, and it was as red as fire. The white one was like snow, and the color in one's heart was terrifying.