"Hmm, not bad. Very good indeed. The old man truly wasn't disappointed. With someone possessing divine sense as powerful as yours lending assistance, this undertaking will surely succeed."
Upon seeing this scene unfold, the young man, who had been sitting cross-legged all this time, suddenly sprang to his feet. His face lit up with overwhelming delight. At the same time, he waved a hand, and the octagonal disk flew back, vanishing into his robes in a flash.
Seeing the young man before him, Qin Fengming did not say anything. He knew that the Integration stage cultivator would naturally explain everything to him in detail next.
"Hmm, little friend, you have already passed the old man's test. In that case, the old man will explain everything to you in detail. Before that, however, I would still like to ask you something. You are presumably not a cultivator from the Sea of No Hope, so which continent are you from? And which sect do you belong to?"
The young cultivator Tang Lin had initially refrained from asking about his origins, but now he brought up the matter. Qin Fengming naturally understood why. If he had failed the test, the other party might have simply sent him away.
In the other party's eyes, a Nascent Soul cultivator was no different from an ant.
"This junior is a cultivator from the Qingyuan Continent, and I belong to a small sect. I wonder whether Senior has ever heard of the Qingyuan Continent?" He did not reveal the name of his sect, but he did disclose the continent of his origin.
"The Qingyuan Continent? Hmm. The old man did visit it once in the past. Its area isn't particularly vast. I once exchanged pointers and discussed the Dao with several Fellow Daoists there. The standard of