A few days ago, the terrifying flame that suddenly appeared on the back mountain was reported to Mo Qian by the four Hall Masters after their investigation.
However, Mo Qian did not pay much attention to it at that time and thought that it was caused by a disciple or even a Grand Elder. He did not expect to hear Zhong Bu 'er's confirmation that the culprit that day was this little guy in front of him …
"Such an outstanding person is making Yan Feng a servant?" The Alchemy Hall Master, Duan Wei, looked mockingly at Xiang Yan, who was still in shock. He chuckled and said, "Since Yan Feng doesn't want to use him, then let him come to my Alchemy Peak. With such a powerful flame, he will definitely be able to display his abilities in my Alchemy Hall!"
Zhong Bu 'er's height only reached Duan Wei's waist, but he looked up and laughed, "Hehe, Hall Master Duan, you are wrong. The place that can display such a powerful flame is naturally my Fire Puppet Hall. Moreover, you already have Nangong Lingfeng. Let me discipline this kid!"
Seeing the two of them fighting, Qiu Ji was unhappy. "Stop fighting. Such a powerful flame is naturally more suitable for tempering the body. However, it is more suitable for him to come to my Body Tempering Hall!"
"Don't even think about it!"
Xiang Yan finally regained his wits and shouted with bloodshot eyes. He had never met a cultivator who could control such a powerful flame in his life. How could he give up such a talented disciple?
That day at the back of the mountain, he had already had his suspicions, but he did not put them into action. Now that Yun Fan had displayed such a powerful talent, everyone was fighting over him. However, how could he allow the other Clan Leaders to poach him?
At this moment, Xiang Yan's face was filled with anger. He shouted coldly, "Yun Fan is the one who messed with Yan Feng. No matter how his identity has changed, he is still the one who messed with Yan Feng! Whoever dares to snatch him from me, I will let you experience the power of the 'Fire Controlling True Dragon Technique'! "
Seeing this, Zhong Bu 'er couldn't take it anymore. He straightened his neck and formed a seal with his hand. A fire python puppet that was as thick as an arm jumped out of his body. He sneered, "Hehe, I'm not afraid of you. Today, I want to see if your' True Dragon 'is stronger or if my' Fire Python 'is stronger!"
Just as the two of them were about to fight, they heard Mo Qian's shout.
"All of you, shut up!"
Mo Qian's face was ashen as he looked at the four Hall Masters. The four Peak Masters and the four Hall Masters had almost fought over a disciple. What kind of scandal would this be if word got out?
However, the talent and potential displayed by this disciple was truly terrifying. Even he, who had never accepted disciples, had the intention to take him under his wing.
Seeing that the Sect Leader was angry, the four Hall Masters all shut their mouths and did not say anything. However, their expressions were filled with Battle Qi and they were enduring it. They could erupt again at any time.
"Sigh …"
Mo Qian let out a long sigh and said, "This boy is just a handyman. His cultivation talent may not be good. I don't know if he can open up a spiritual power source. We'd better wait and see. After the ceremony, we'll make a decision."
Mo Qian had no choice but to delay. However, judging from the expressions of the four Hall Masters, they seemed to have made up their minds. Even if Yun Fan's cultivation talent was extremely low, it could not change their determination to draw him to their Hall.
…
As time passed slowly, the disciples in the array continued to open up spiritual power sources. Some were strong and some were weak. They attracted the envious gazes of the crowd.
Among the thousands of disciples that remained, the majority only managed to open up Spirit Springs, and only a few hundred managed to open up Spirit Streams. These lucky ones were all accepted as direct disciples by the various Elders.
Slowly, as the successful and unsuccessful disciples left, the number of disciples at the edge of the array decreased. Some of the onlookers started to look at the core area a thousand feet away.
"Look, the prodigies of this year's ceremony are still moving forward. None of them sat down to open up a spiritual power source."
"Nangong Lingfeng is indeed powerful. He's walking steadily at the front. He's already walked more than 800 feet."
"Mu Qingshan, Wan Li, and Yu Meiyan are not bad either. They're following closely behind. They're also about 750 feet away."
"Hey, hey, there seems to be another figure behind the four prodigies … That, that's Gan Ping from the Medicine Refinery Peak. Looks like the title of the first dark horse of this year's ceremony will be his!"
Just as the crowd was discussing excitedly, a sharp voice pierced through everyone's eardrums.
"Look! Behind Gan Ping, there's still … a ball of fire? "
Under the reminder of that voice, everyone also noticed this strange phenomenon. They were already too far away from the core area. The cultivation of these outer disciples was not enough for them to clearly see the scene that was 700 feet away.
This strange scene caused everyone to feel a chill down their backs. Especially that flame that was suffused with a dense white color. It seemed to be emitting a chilling intent.
"Where's Yun Fan? Where's Yun Fan? Where's Yun Fan? "
Being supported by two strong odd-job workers, Yan Hu's small eyes were nervously searching for Yun Fan's figure. There were too many disciples in the array just now. In the blink of an eye, Yun Fan had already disappeared into the crowd.
"Yun Fan must have been burned to ashes by the Spirit Flame Spring. Haha, I, Zhou Tao, have won! Damn fatty, twenty thousand spiritual stones and your chrysanthemum. I want it all! Hahaha! "
Zhou Tao laughed wildly. Now, there were fewer and fewer disciples left in the array. As far as his eyes could see, there was no sign of Yun Fan, which made Zhou Tao overjoyed.
Zhou Tao was rocking back and forth with laughter. With Yun Fan's death, a large stone had finally been lifted from his heart.
He had always felt that Yun Fan was strange and felt that there was something fishy about Yun Fan's actions. With Yun Fan's death, these concerns were finally eliminated.
"Damn it, this is what happens when you go against your Grandpa Tao!"
Zhou Tao proudly looked at the group of odd-job workers behind him. His eyes were filled with disdain. The odd-job workers who were swept by his gaze all lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the eye. They were afraid that the next person Zhou Tao would deal with would be them.
Just as Zhou Tao was getting carried away, among the crowd, a disciple who had already broken through to the Origin Realm stared at the white flame in the core area with an incredulous look on his face.
"There … there seems to be a person in that flame!"
When the surrounding people heard this, they hurriedly looked at the white flame. Under the guidance of the disciple, they seemed to see a figure in the flame walking forward. This also explained why the flame was moving on its own.
"Damn it, it really is a person!"
"Who the hell is this amazing person? How can he control such a powerful flame?"
"I don't know … but he seems to be wearing … odd-job worker clothes …"
"… Yun Fan!"
A name flashed through everyone's minds like lightning, followed by a commotion in the crowd. The scene was a little out of control for a moment.
They had never imagined that the 'amazing person' they were talking about was the odd-job worker Yun Fan whom they had ridiculed in every possible way before.
However, the shock of everyone added together was not as intense as Zhou Tao's. A moment ago, he was laughing wildly and showing off, but the next moment, his voice came to an abrupt halt. His face was filled with shock, as if he had seen a ghost.
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