Chapter 1504
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"Kid, you really know how to sleep in. I came here early in the morning, but I've been waiting for you for more than two hours."
Palace Master Yang slowly walked forward and said with a hoarse laugh. His bright eyes also stopped on Long Bufan's young face. Immediately, he faintly sensed that Long Bufan had deliberately restrained his Spiritual Power aura. His old face suddenly showed a touch of surprise, and he said, "Your Spiritual Power seems to have increased a lot compared to yesterday."
Because Long Bufan's cultivation was only one level lower than Palace Master Yang's, without using his Spiritual Sense, Yang could not see that Long Bufan had condensed two Spiritual Seals in his Tianling Acupoint Sea.
"I ate a Myriad Spirit Fruit, so it increased a little." Long Bufan said with a faint smile. The matter of the Myriad Spirit Fruit was no longer a secret when he caused a dispute with the Zhang family and the others yesterday. As for the Spiritual Seals, Long Bufan did not say anything.
After experiencing so many things, Long Bufan had gradually developed the habit of not doing things. He did not want too many people to know his trump cards and methods.
"I see. The increase in Spiritual Power will be very useful for breaking through to the Divine Transformation Realm in the future."
Palace Master Yang seemed to have suddenly understood. After looking deeply at Long Bufan, he advised earnestly, "But don't be too proud. I know you have a lot of methods. Last time, you were only able to escape danger from Zhang Huayun because of luck."
Long Bufan spread his hands and said with a faint smile, "Sometimes, luck is also a kind of strength."
In this world, there was no absolute fairness. He had always been a pragmatist. As long as it was beneficial to him, no matter what it was, it was a symbol of strength.
Moreover, his Karmic Luck wasn't just pure luck. He was able to resist Zhang Huayun's powerful attacks time and time again because of the trump cards and various methods he possessed.
Moreover, these trump cards weren't obtained for no reason. Who knew exactly how much hardship and price he'd paid in order to obtain them?
"Indeed, strictly speaking, luck is also a part of one's strength." Palace Master Yang let out a hoarse laugh. He did not refute Long Bufan's words. Instead, he somewhat acknowledged them.
Soon after, hall master Yang pondered for a moment, before continuing, "Attendants are the disciples with the highest risk in the Shrine Pavilion, but also the ones with the greatest rewards. With your talent, you only need to train for two years, and at that time, your ability will surpass Zhang Huayun."
Long Bufan's expression was indifferent. His eyes flickered, but he sneered in his heart, "Two years huh … If we fight again now, he can't do anything to me."
Palace Master Yang glanced at Long Bufan. Seeing that the latter didn't seem to have any reaction, he shook his head and said, "Therefore, you should try your best to be peaceful for these two years. Endure as much as you can. This old man believes that you are not a reckless person. Let's go, this old man will now bring you to the inner area of the island. It's time to report to the Duty Hall. After registering your identity, Lord Bai Weng wants to talk to you alone, so as not to make him wait for too long."
After speaking, Palace Master Yang didn't delay any longer. His figure moved slightly, and he flashed into the air, before stepping into the distance.
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