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"Furthermore, look at his cultivation level—Core Formation Realm??"

"My God, what the hell is that monster?!"

"Three years to reach the Core Formation stage? Is this a rare physique that's seen only once in all of history?!"

The telepathic communication between the group lasted only a moment, suppressing their surprise and doubt.

Then they all stood up, bowed, and clasped their hands in greeting:

"We greet our Holy Son Senior Brother!"

The voices of the dozens of elders were loud and clear, and they spoke in unison.

Feng Zhi was immediately flattered; he had never seen such a scene before.

A group of white-haired old men with the cultivation level of Purple Mansion Realm bowing to you in unison—how strange, it's like they're shortening your lifespan!

Feng Zhi suppressed the strange feeling of shortening his lifespan in his heart, but maintained a calm demeanor; he still had the basics.

"Everyone... Junior brother, no need for formalities. Please don't bow so often in the future!"

"I'm too young to live a long life!"

Feng Zhi quickly stood up and helped everyone up.

At this moment, Kitakami interrupted:

"Rules are rules. You are the Holy Son, and your status is equal to that of the Holy Lord. It is only right that they bow to you!"

What a joke! If you dare to disrespect the Holy Son today, you'll dare to disregard the Holy Lord tomorrow!

The crowd below all said they dared not, and Feng Zhi, seeing this, said no more.

"Alright, the Holy Son has just emerged from seclusion, let each of you introduce yourselves!" Bei Shenfeng said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the muscular man at the very front of the first row stood up.

"I am the Chief Yang Cauldron of Tianxuan, in charge of the Weapon Refining Hall! Holy Son, if you ever need a suitable weapon for a fight, remember to call me, haha!"

His voice boomed like thunder, perfectly matching his muscular physique.

Then the kind-looking old man opposite him smiled and said:

"I am Danyangzi of Tianji, in charge of the Pill Hall. Your Highness, please feel free to ask for anything you need for your future cultivation, regardless of your rank."

"I am Tie Zheng of Tianquan Peak, in charge of the Enforcement Hall," the dark-faced man said succinctly.

"I am Bai Jinghe from Jade Balance Peak." The head monk, dressed as a scholar in white, smiled slightly and gently waved his folding fan.

"Kaiyang Peak, Liu Hanyi," the female swordswoman finally spoke. The long sword at her waist trembled slightly, as if it wanted to say a few more words on behalf of its master.

The last to speak was Hao Fengman, the peak master of Yaoguang Peak, whose voice was as soft as the March breeze:

"Senior Brother Holy Son, the female disciples on Yaoguang Peak are all good-for-nothings. Please take good care of them in the future."

Feng Zhi returned the greeting with clasped hands, but in his heart he was furiously criticizing the names of the Seven Peaks of the Big Dipper.

Tian Shu, Tian Xuan, Tian Ji, Tian Quan, Yu Heng, Kai Yang, Yao Guang?

Grandmaster, you were really too lazy to think of anything, you just copied the name of the Big Dipper and used it directly...

Wait a minute! That's not right, could these two beautiful peak masters also be...?

Feng Zhi couldn't help but glance at Liu Hanyi and Hao Fengman again.

He immediately cursed himself inwardly: What am I thinking? Who said the Ultimate Path can't have female cultivators? My master never said that the Power Path is only passed down to men and not women.

Actually, Feng Zhi was overthinking it.

Although most members of the sect are body cultivators, not everyone can cultivate the Emperor Scripture.

The main focus is on cultivating Saint-level or Quasi-Emperor-level techniques, or individual chapters of Emperor Scriptures, including supernatural abilities and spells.

After all, if anyone could cultivate the Emperor's Scripture, wouldn't the Great Emperor become just a roadside stall?

Next came the introductions of the core elders.

"I am the elder of the herb garden..."

"This old elder of cultivation techniques..."

When an elderly man in a robe adorned with the colors of the sun, moon, and stars was introduced, Feng Zhi recognized him.

This is the elder who conducted the assessment back then.

"I, Ren Maiwang, am examining Elder Ren Maiwang. It has been three years since I last saw the Holy Son, and his demeanor is even more impressive than before!"

"With your strength and presence, the other holy sons of the holy lands wouldn't even have the right to look you in the eye!"

Ren Maiwang tried to get closer to Feng Zhi, and also revealed this to everyone.

I recruited the Holy Son! Amazing!

The elders were all speechless.

This guy doesn't have any real power, but he controls the most vital lifeline of the sect. It's no exaggeration to say that all the geniuses of the Holy Land are related to him!

After all, what's the use of being a great fighter? In this world, connections matter! Even the Holy Lord and the Chief have to give him face!

Feng Zhi's lips twitched upon hearing the name; this holy land certainly had a lot of talented people.

Feng Zhi reluctantly returned the greeting with clasped hands:

"Elder Ren, it's been a long time. Have you recruited any promising talents recently?"

Even when facing an old acquaintance like Feng Zhi, one can't help but want to chat a bit more.

"Your Majesty, we have indeed recruited a promising talent in recent years."

"And she's a female immortal, taken as a disciple by Chief Hao. She's one of the candidates for Holy Woman!" Elder Ren replied respectfully.

"A celestial body?"

Feng Zhi was also a little surprised, as this was a very rare physique.

She's qualified to be a saintess in any holy land!

However, unfortunately, it still fell short in the face of special physical conditions.

Since he awakened the Human Emperor Physique, Feng Zhi has been able to sense the changes in this world.

A sacred body, an immortal body, or even a special physique that was rarely seen in an entire era.

This era will see a surge of talent!

This is the connection between demons.

"That is truly a blessing for my holy land!"

Feng Zhi didn't care much, exchanged a few polite words with Ren Maiwang, and then returned to his seat.

Seeing that the matter was settled, the Holy Lord Bei Shenfeng spoke:

"Alright! In three days, gather all the disciples of the Holy Land at the training ground to get to know the Holy Son properly."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of all the elders lit up.

It's here! The real show is here! The part they've been waiting for is finally here!

The disciples of these elders have no chance of becoming the Holy Son; it's not even their turn.

Those who are truly qualified to compete are only the few chief disciples and the Holy Lord's disciples.

They were completely convinced that Feng Zhi was the Holy Son!

After all, he achieved the Core Formation in three years, possesses a unique physique rarely seen throughout history, and is also a member of the Feng family!

However, for those disciples, it was as if a holy son had inexplicably appeared and was riding on their heads.

No one would accept that, and then we'll have a good show to watch.

"Which one of you is so reckless as to challenge the Holy Son?"

"Who else could it be but their two close disciples!"

"Opening bell! Opening bell!"

The elders were discussing this using their divine senses.

At this moment, an elder stood up and spoke up.

"Your Majesty, isn't three days too long? How about today, or even tomorrow?"

Bei Shenfeng was well aware of their thoughts. He glared at the elder, who could only retreat sheepishly.

Bei Shenfeng and Yang Ding, the chief of Tianxuan, had completely different feelings from the people below.

The iron-headed boy they communicated with through telepathy was their apprentice...

"Ugh."

The two could only sigh inwardly, planning to go back and try to persuade him later.

"Alright, everyone disperse! The Holy Son has just emerged from seclusion, and I still have some matters to discuss with him."

Bei Shenfeng waved his hand, interrupting the telepathic communication between the people below.

Upon hearing this, the elders, though reluctant to part, could only bow and take their leave.

Seeing that everyone had left, Bei Shenfeng finally lost his imposing demeanor.

He rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

"Don't go too far, kid. If you really hurt their resolve, they'll be ruined!"

North God Wind couldn't help but remind Wind to stop.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"

Feng Zhi reassured him that they were all from the same sect and he understood the importance of knowing when to stop.

"real?"

Bei Shenfeng was still a little uneasy, after all, his disciples were sure to be among those who got beaten up inside.

"Perhaps."