Chapter 721

Andrew had initially wondered if the so-called certification was just a simple registration, but it turned out to be a bit more complicated. Maxton took a wooden token and engraved Andrew's name on it before handing it to him. "Is this it?" Andrew asked, looking at the blackened wooden token. It didn't seem to be made of anything special, with only a simple engraving of a pill furnace and his name on it. "Try using your alchemist's flame," Maxton suggested, offering a brief reminder. Following the advice, Andrew activated his pill fire. He watched as a small flame flickered to life on the token, floating in midair. It wasn't particularly dazzling, but it served its purpose. Maxton explained, "The number and depth of the flame's color are key indicators of an alchemist's rank. This token is made from a special type of wood, and while it doesn't have any other function, it's highly heat-resistant. "The flame that an alchemist controls is different from that of an ordinary cultivat