"Otherwise, even after the Arhat Martial Ancestor had fallen for so long, Brahma Sound Temple would not still have failed to obtain his inheritance."
Lin Xuan nodded lightly, then seemed to think of something and hurriedly said, "No, Old Wang, have you got this wrong? I haven't obtained the Nine Profound Exotic Power either!"
Lin Xuan carefully counted them up. He had acquired seven types of Exotic Power so far, with the wind-type and yin-type Exotic Powers still missing.
If that was the case, then didn't that mean he had failed to meet the requirements as well?
"I prepared them for you long ago!"
Wang Xuanfeng shot Lin Xuan a glance and raised his hand. A wisp of azure energy hovered in his palm.
"This is... Exotic Wind!"
Lin Xuan clearly sensed the changes in the surrounding power.
The instant that trace of azure energy appeared, terrifying wind-attribute power abruptly gathered within the pitch-black space.
However, it raged for only an instant before Wang Xuanfeng suppressed it with overwhelming power.
"That's right. Exotic Wind Power is far too scarce. I only found the seventh-ranked Spirit Wind Force on the list. Make do with it."
"Though the cultivation requirements of the Primal Chaos Scripture are harsh, there are no restrictions on the strength of the Exotic Powers. How powerful they are does not actually matter much."
Lin Xuan stared at Wang Xuanfeng in surprise. At this moment, Wang Xuanfeng somehow gave him the impression of being extravagantly wealthy.
Seventh on the Exotic Wind rankings, and this was merely something to make do with?
Old Wang truly was someone who had seen the big world.
However, Lin Xuan quickly came back to his senses. "Wait, Old Wang. Even with the Spirit Wind Force, I'm still missing a yin-attribute Exotic Power. This..."
"What?