In midair, three figures streaked across like meteors, moving as fast as lightning, keeping pace with each other.
It was Ling Xian, the elder, and the leader of the Hall of Heavenly Inscriptions.
The back of the mountain was not far from the main hall. If Xiao Chen flew slowly, he would arrive in fifteen minutes.
However, seeing the master of the Divine Inscription Hall take out the treasure that he was so proud of, the old man's competitive spirit was aroused. He proposed to circle the back of the mountain a hundred times, and whoever reached the main hall first would be the winner.
Ling Xian and the leader of the Hall of Heavenly Inscriptions thought this was childish. However, the elder was very excited and strongly requested.
Helplessly, Ling Xian and the leader of the Hall of Heavenly Seals could only agree. Therefore, a new race began.
Auspicious clouds formed beneath the feet of the Lord of the Divine Inscription Hall. He was like a Kun Peng that had spread its wings for a hundred thousand li. He was unbelievably fast.
The old man stood on the miraculous flying boat and also possessed extreme speed that was not inferior to the Divine Symbol Hall Lord.
Ling Xian was the same.
The Ninth Heaven Wings on his back covered the sky, and he was as fast as lightning, not inferior to the other two at all.
Of course, this was under the circumstance that the elder and the leader of the Hall of Heavenly Seals had suppressed their cultivation level to the intermediate stage of the Unworldly Realm. If they revealed their true abilities, there was no way Ling Xian could compete with them.
At that moment, the three of them had already flown ninety-nine laps and were only a thousand miles away from the Hall of Divine Craftsmen. However, they were still neck and neck, and no one could take the lead.
It couldn't be helped. All three of them possessed extreme speed, and under the circumstances where their cultivations were the same, it was difficult to determine who was superior.
"Looks like we are going to fight to a draw." The master of the Divine Symbol Hall smiled lightly.
"Not necessarily." The old man chuckled and said, "I still haven't revealed the highest speed of the space-breaking boat."
"My Flash Cloud still has some energy left."
The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Seals smiled and shifted his gaze to Ling Xian, "Your Winged Blitz should be able to increase your speed as well."
"That's right, but I don't plan to speed up."
Ling Xian grinned, "The three of us all have energy to spare. It will end in a draw. Why fight pointless battles?"
"I don't want to fight anymore. If you're not satisfied, I'll accompany you another time."
The Lord of the Divine Inscription Hall smiled faintly. The cloud under his feet paused and slowed down.
Ling Xian also dispersed his Winged Blitz.
Seeing this, the elder pouted and placed the Space Breaking Boat back into his storage pouch.
The three of them slowly flew toward the main hall. After a while, they landed at the entrance of the main hall.
"My apologies for making everyone wait." The master of the Divine Inscription Hall laughed heartily as he strode into the hall.
Ling Xian also walked into the grand hall. Then, his expression froze.
It was because there were seven elders seated in the main hall, all of them exuding the aura of immortals, extraordinary and otherworldly.
Apart from this, the seven of them also emitted a mysterious aura. It was as if they were treasures that could only be sensed by a great grandmaster.
"Seven great grandmasters …"
Ling Xian mumbled. He knew that these seven elders, without exception, were all extraordinary cultivators who had stepped into the grandmaster realm.
Remember that grandmasters of craftsmanship were extremely rare. There might not even be one in an entire world. Yet before their eyes, there were seven of them. Including him, the elder, and the leader of the Hall of Seals, there were nine!
This number was undoubtedly quite shocking.
Apart from the seven of them, there were seven other people in the hall, both men and women, standing with their heads lowered.
The woman in red was among them.
Ling Xian was a little startled by this. But very quickly, he understood.
Everyone who attends can bring their apprentices or descendants. However, they can only bring one.
This was why the leader of the Hall of Crafts subconsciously thought Ling Xian was the elder's apprentice.
Just then, the woman in red also saw Ling Xian. Not only was she not surprised, she instead revealed a meaningful smile.
When they first met, she had already guessed that Ling Xian was the apprentice of a grandmaster of crafts. Now that he had appeared, she was even more certain of her guess.
"That little girl is looking at you. Hehe, she isn't into you, is she?" The elder teased.
"What you are saying is a little ridiculous." Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, "I only see provocation. I don't see any affection."
"Provocation? She wants to challenge you? "The elder was startled. Then, his expression turned strange.
Based on her demeanor and actions, it was obvious that the woman in red was merely the apprentice of a grandmaster of crafts. At most, she was at the peak of the grandmaster realm.
Yet she wanted to challenge Ling Xian, the grandmaster of crafts. To put it nicely, she was courageous. To put it bluntly, she was overestimating herself.
"Interesting, this is far too interesting."
The elder's interest was piqued, "I can't wait to see her challenge you."
"I am afraid I will have to disappoint you."
Ling Xian faintly smiled. The woman thought he was a grandmaster craftsman, which was why she wanted to challenge him. After she finds out he was a grandmaster of crafts, she will naturally give up on the idea of challenging him.
"Everyone, long time no see." The leader of the Hall of Crafts had a smile on his face and paid his respect to the seven grandmasters.
At this, the seven of them stood up and bowed back.
"It really has been a long time. I have an idea that will allow us to see each other more often."
An elder in black said with a smile, "Let's change the banquet to once every 10 years. That way, we can catch up more often."
"Haha, don't think I don't know what you are planning. You just want to study more immortal crafts. You wish. "
The leader of the Hall of Crafts laughed, "I have an idea as well. Join the Hall of Crafts. That way, we can catch up whenever we want."
"You wish." The elder in black chuckled. Everyone else laughed as well.
"Alright, let's get down to business. Before the banquet begins, I want to introduce a new friend to everyone." The leader of the Hall of Crafts had a smile on his face.
"A new friend?"
The seven of them were a little startled. Under these circumstances, only grandmasters of crafts could sit down and discuss with them.
It's been years since a new face has appeared at this banquet. Therefore, everyone's interest was piqued.
"Where is the new friend? Please come out. "
"Haha, it's been a long time since I've seen a new face. Every time, it's the same old faces. I'm tired of it."
"If you are tired of it, then stop looking. If you can't control yourself, I can help you get rid of your eyes."
The seven grandmasters all chimed in and teased each other.
"That person is far away but right before your eyes." The leader of the Hall of Crafts kept everyone in suspense.
"Right before your eyes? Stop joking. I've been tired of seeing Ning Feng Yu's old face. "
"That's right. Stop keeping us in suspense."
"Yeah, why are you beating around the bush? Please come out. "
The other grandmasters all chimed in, thinking that the leader was talking about the elder. As for Ling Xian, they automatically ignored him.
Ling Xian was far too young. He was even younger than their apprentices. How could he be a grandmaster of crafts?
"Seeing that you are about to be hurt, I will not lower myself to your level." Ning Feng Yu chuckled, full of anticipation.
"Hurt?" The seven grandmasters were a little startled and didn't understand.
"Elder Ning is right. You are all going to be hurt."
The leader of the Hall of Crafts shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was the number one on Planet of Spiritual Crafts. If even he was hurt, then these seven would be the same.
"I am getting more and more confused. Hurry and invite him out," the elder in black said.
"I told you, he is far away but right before your eyes."
The leader of the Hall of Crafts grinned, "The person right before your eyes isn't just Elder Ning."
Hearing this, everyone subconsciously looked at Ling Xian.
Then, the hall silenced. So silent that even a pin drop could be heard.
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