Chapter 654

Before long, the Little Fellow finally passed Butian Pavilion's disciple assessment and became the disciple of that great sucker, Elder Xiong, beginning his life as a brat in Butian Pavilion.

Several days later, inside a great hall within Butian Pavilion.

The interior was resplendent, inlaid with all kinds of strange stones that glowed with rosy light, so there was no need to light lamps even at night. Moreover, within the grand hall were Primeval Precious Bones, runes flowing over them, reinforcing this place and shooting out strand after strand of Shen Xi.

The multicolored, auspicious hall, flowing with rosy light, dazzled the Little Fellow until his eyes went straight. He wished he could find a hammer and smash away wildly, knocking those precious bones loose.

"Everyone, sit," an old man said.

The Pavilion Master had not come out of seclusion, and the group of old men in the hall were of similar status, so there was no need to discuss seating order. Of course, elders like Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun were not included among them; their seniority was a tier lower.

When the Little Fellow calmed down, the dazzling radiance inside the hall gradually withdrew, becoming incomparably simple and ancient. He sighed inwardly. Truly, when splendor faded away, plainness returned to truth.

Butian Pavilion emanated Dao rhythm everywhere, warning its disciples and inspiring awe.

"Counting the time, that Hundred Break Mountain should be opening again. Otherwise, this one from our Butian Pavilion would not have appeared once more," Tao Ye said. His status was very high, and with the Golden Gourd held in his hand, he sat in the hall and looked around at everyone.

"This time, 'he' did not go to the Ancient Sacred Academy, nor did he go to the Genius Camp. He actually chose an ordinary