Vol 2 Ch 114: Three Masters Arrive
"Regarding Heaven’s Fate… it’s not convenient to disclose for now, but I can demonstrate my strength!"
Yan Thirty-Three shook his head.
"Not convenient?"
Zhou Cang nodded. "Alright then."
Culinary talent wasn't considered a traditional cultivation path, so being embarrassed to talk about it was understandable. Back when he first comprehended it, he had also felt shy and awkward.
"Understood!"
Yan Thirty-Three breathed a sigh of relief. He channeled his energy to the limit and threw a punch.
Boom!
The air rippled with explosive sounds as a shockwave shot straight out of the hall, like the crackling of firecrackers.
"As expected of Zouyi City's top genius. In just a short ti, his strength has improved again!"
"With such power, even if he's not on par with Mo Hong, he surely wouldn’t lose as quickly now!"
The crowd was stunned.
This guy had just broken through to the Star River Realm during his bout with Mo Hong. Yet in less than a quarter of an hour, not only had his strength stabilized, but it had also improved. Such talent was truly invincible!
Even Shi Yunjing and Qian Yuhuan couldn’t help but nod, admiration for talent welling up in their hearts.
If this powerful figure didn’t take him as a disciple, they were more than willing to do so themselves.
"Not bad..."
Zhou Cang nodded in satisfaction, extending his hand. With a light gesture, a vortex of light appeared before everyone.
"Place your hand inside and activate your Heaven’s Fate. If your Fate aligns with mine, the vortex will rge into your body, enhancing your cultivation. Consider it a eting gift from . Of course, if our Fates don’t align, the vortex will remain unchanged, indicating we aren’t destined. Don’t worry—if there’s no fusion, even I won’t know what your Heaven’s Fate is."
"Thank you for your understanding, Senior..."
Hearing that he could test his Heaven’s Fate without others knowing, Yan Thirty-Three breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward. Just as he was about to place his hand inside, the hall’s great bell rang out again.
DONG-DONG-DONG-DONG-DONG!
Five chis—three long, two short!
"What now?"
Qian Yuhuan felt his scalp tingle as he anxiously looked outside. Sure enough, another elder strode into the hall.
This man was of similar age to Zhou Cang, clad in green robes with a stern expression. Though he had yet to approach, his presence brought a heavy pressure to everyone’s soul.
It was none other than Feng Yuanping, the Hall Master of the Soul Hall. Like Zhou Cang, he had sensed soone comprehending the Heaven’s Fate of Soul, and had rushed over after abandoning his feast of Seven-Segnt Bugs.
"Old Feng, what brings you here?"
Seeing Feng Yuanping, Zhou Cang was surprised.
He had co because soone comprehended the Culinary Heaven’s Fate. But why was Feng Yuanping here?
Such long-distance Heaven’s Fate sensing was only possible for those cultivating the sa type of Heaven’s Fate. Even if others saw the glow, they wouldn’t know its nature.
"Why I’m here is exactly why you’re here!"
Feng Yuanping laughed as he approached in just a few steps.
From the mont the elder appeared to when he reached the hall, it took less than three breaths. His speed was astonishing, yet it seed as if he hadn’t moved his legs at all.
For others, such movent might appear stiff or awkward. Yet for so inexplicable reason, everyone felt it was natural—everything about him seed fluid and unassailable.
"Is this… the mind-warping aura of a soul master?"
Shi Yunjing was the first to recover, his hands and feet growing cold.
If Zhou Cang had already shocked him, this newcor was even more terrifying!
He hadn’t deliberately spoken or used any power, yet everyone’s thoughts and will had been forcibly distorted.
It was foreseeable that if this man wanted to act, he wouldn’t need to use any force. A re thought could erase everyone’s mories, leaving them as empty shells.
Terrifying!
Turning to Qian Yuhuan, he saw the sa pale expression, unable to utter a word.
"You’re here to take a disciple too?"
Zhou Cang recovered and widened his eyes.
"Why not? You’re allowed to find a successor, and I’m not?"
Feng Yuanping laughed heartily.
"Of course, you can!"
Zhou Cang nodded, then smiled at Yan Thirty-Three. "However, this exceptionally talented young man will undoubtedly beco my disciple…"
If the youth’s Heaven’s Fate was related to the soul, he would have revealed it by now. Since he hadn’t, there was a high chance it was culinary.
"That’s not necessarily true…"
Feng Yuanping chuckled, but before he could finish, the great bell tolled once more. Soon, a black-robed elder walked in.
Seeing yet another powerhouse, Shi Yunjing and Qian Yuhuan swallowed hard, utterly speechless.
What was going on today?
First, the Destiny Hall was shaken to its core, and now top experts were arriving one after another as if they cost nothing!
"Old Miao, you too…?"
Feng Yuanping was equally stunned.
"Of course, just like you. I sensed a connection and decided this young man should be my disciple!"
Miao Hengsheng, the Nine Poison Sect Master, pointed cheerfully at Yan Thirty-Three.
"Your disciple? Dream on…"
Zhou Cang’s face darkened. These two had co to eat his Seven-Segnt Bugs, and now they wanted to steal his disciple? Outrageous!
"I trust my instincts. Shall we place a wager?"
Miao Hengsheng smiled.
"A wager? What kind?"
Zhou Cang frowned.
"Simple. We’ll both let him undergo the test. If he becos my disciple, you owe ten gourt als. If he becos yours, I’ll catch you another Seven-Segnt Bug."
"Wait! I’m joining this wager too. What if he becos my disciple?" Feng Yuanping stepped forward.
"If he’s yours, I’ll gift your disciple a Detoxification Pill, making him immune to all poisons. How about that for a eting gift?"
"That’s generous!"
Feng Yuanping nodded. "In that case, regardless of whose disciple he becos, I’ll offer a Golden Soul Pearl."
"Agreed!" Zhou Cang nodded.
Hearing this exchange, Shi Yunjing and Qian Yuhuan felt their throats go dry.
They might not understand the value of Zhou Cang’s gourt als, but they knew the rarity of the Detoxification Pill and the Golden Soul Pearl. Both were priceless treasures. Yet these three elders casually threw them into a bet!
What kind of people were they?
"Yan Thirty-Three is about to rise to prominence!"
"We must establish good relations with the Yan family…"
The sa thought echoed in their minds.
As for Yan Thirty-Three, he too understood, his fists clenching with excitent, his face flushed red.
Finally, he was about to rise!
Earlier, all the glory had been stolen by Zhang Xuan. This ti… he would take it all back, doubled!
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