Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
In a secluded manor, Wang Yingjie and more than fifty Void Refinement Cultivators gathered in a hexagonal stone pavilion.
They sampled tea and chatted.
They were all Human Race cultivators.
Cheng Yao was among them.
As Mystic Calculation Divine Lord's youngest disciple, Cheng Yao had received invitations from many Void Refinement Cultivators to attend their gatherings. However, as a member of the Human Race, she had first attended a gathering held by Human Race cultivators.
"Fairy Cheng, I heard your master is the number-one diviner in the Mystic Sun World. Is your esteemed master also on the Qian Yuan Continent?"
A refined-looking blue-robed youth asked curiously.
There was a Taiji Pattern on the blue-robed youth's clothes, which was the symbol of Qiankun Palace.
Qin Hao was Lord Qiankun's youngest disciple, and he was in the Void Refinement Late Stage.
The cultivators all turned their gazes toward Cheng Yao.
They had all heard that Mystic Calculation Divine Lord was the number-one diviner in the Mystic Sun World. If they could meet Mystic Calculation Divine Lord, it would be an immense honor.
"My master's whereabouts are unpredictable. We disciples don't know much either,"
Cheng Yao said vaguely.
"If your esteemed master has come to the Qian Yuan Continent, she can visit the Human Race's territory. My master has long admired Mystic Calculation Divine Lord's great name and has wanted to befriend her for a long time, but unfortunately, he's never had the chance."
Qin Hao spoke warmly.
"If I see my master, I'll certainly pass on your message."
Cheng Yao agreed.
"Fairy Cheng, you're also a diviner, aren't you?"
Zhang Ruofeng asked curiously.
"That's right. What is it? Does Fairy Zhang want a divination? My price is quite high."
Cheng Yao smiled sweetly,