The Feather Tribe Great Shaman Was a Little Kid?!

Hu Nuannuan picked up a piece of Crystal Cake, took a small bite, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

"Spiritual Qi flavor and an excellent taste."

In addition, a trace of spiritual energy flowed into his body.

"This spiritual energy is extremely gentle; long-term consumption will bring immense benefits to both cultivators and Demon Beast."

Upon hearing this, Yu Lan'er also picked up a piece of Cream Cake and took a small bite.

The milky aroma is delightful, sweet but not cloying, the cake is soft and fluffy, and its natural Spiritual Qi is infused into the flavor.

Absolutely suitable for children in the family!

Her beautiful eyes immediately lit up.

"Tasty."

Yu Lan'er subconsciously took another bite and said:

"How exactly is this done? What materials are used?"

"If possible, I would be grateful if you could impart your teachings to my Feather Clan. My Feather Clan is willing to exchange them for heavenly materials and earthly treasures."

Zhang Xuanchen smiled and said, "Of course."

"However, we'll discuss the specific production method after we leave the Holy Temple."

If the conversation goes well, he is naturally willing to exchange some pastry recipes for some heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Of course, if things don't go as planned, then so be it.

"Good."

Yu Lan'er nodded and did not ask any further questions.

Before long, the group arrived at the foot of a mountain.

At the summit of the mountain lies the Feather Clan Holy Temple.

The Holy Temple was hundreds of feet tall and was made entirely of a pure white Golden Spirit Jade. The walls were engraved with dense, special golden runes.

More than ten Feather Clan Warrior stood on either side of the palace gate.

They were clad in silver armor and wielded Feather Blade; the weakest among them were at the Early Golden Core.

The leader was even at the Nascent Soul Early Stage.

Zhang Xuanchen was filled with emotion.

This is already the eighth Nascent Soul of the Feather Clan.

That's really impressive.

As expected, this Feather Tribe Great Shaman possesses at least the Spirit Transformation stage.

Just then, Yu Lan'er took out a Silver Token.

The token is engraved with an image of a divine bird spreading its wings and soaring high.

Upon seeing this, the Feather Clan Warrior guarding the palace gate bowed respectfully and then made way for them.

Rumble!

The tightly closed Holy Temple doors slowly opened.

An ancient and mysterious aura wafted from inside the hall.

Zhang Xuanchen and the others stepped inside.

Looking around this vast palace.

A huge Feather Clan Totem is painted on the dome, with countless Feather Clan Divine Bird surrounding a Golden Sun, as if they are worshipping a supreme being.

On the walls on both sides, golden Spirit Lamp were hung.

Blue-Gold Flame burned within the Spirit Lamp, illuminating the entire Main Hall as if it were daytime.

In the center of the Main Hall stand twelve enormous jade pillars.

The jade pillars are carved with different forms of the Feather Clan Ancestor, exuding a profound sense of history.

But deep within the Main Hall.

A boy who looked to be about ten years old sat in the main seat.

He has a cute appearance, a youthful face, and four pairs of small blue-gold wings on his back.

He wore a pristine white robe, placed his hands on his knees, and wore a serious expression, with an air of authority far beyond his years.

His entire body exuded an aura of mystery.

The boy was none other than the Feather Tribe Great Shaman.

As soon as everyone entered the Main Hall, Little Flame stared at the Great Shaman on the main seat, and before he could hold back, he let out a strange laugh.

"Pfft~ Hahaha..."

He nudged the Great Sage with his elbow.

"Great Sage, do you think this little child might be the Feather Tribe Great Shaman?"

"Hahaha, this is really chaotic!"

The Great Sage glanced at the child on the main seat, scratched his head, and chuckled.

"Hehehe, I must say, this little guy has a rather deep aura."

That sounds really strong.

However, this is too small, hahaha...

Upon seeing this, Yu Lan'er's expression changed drastically, and she angrily rebuked:

"You two!"

"How dare you be so disrespectful to the Great Shaman..."

Before she could finish speaking, the Great Shaman on the main seat raised his hand and calmly interrupted her.

"Little Lan, you must not be rude to our distinguished guest."

"Step aside."

His voice was childish, no different from that of an ordinary ten-year-old child.

But his entire being exuded a powerful aura.

Yu Lan'er opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but seeing the Great Shaman's calm gaze, she ultimately dared not disobey.

He glared at Little Flame and Great Sage, snorted coldly, and stepped aside.

At that moment, Xuanjing's voice rang in his mind:

"Brother Chen, this person's cultivation has reached the Peak Spirit Transformation."

Be careful.

However, the Cultivation Method he practices is special, which is why he has maintained his ten-year-old appearance.

Zhang Xuanchen was shocked.

Peak Spirit Transformation!

Although this Feather Tribe Great Shaman appears to be only a child of about ten years old, his true cultivation level has already reached the Peak Spirit Transformation, and he is only one step away from the Void Refinement Realm!

Not daring to be negligent, he immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said:

"I'm sorry, senior."

"My two younger brothers are impetuous and lack manners; please forgive them, senior."

The Feather Tribe Great Shaman glanced at Little Flame and Great Sage, his expression calm.

"There's no need for that."

"I am somewhat familiar with the personalities of the Fire Dragon Clan and the Fighting God Monkey Clan."

Furthermore, they meant no harm, so I naturally won't take them to heart.

Upon hearing this, Little Flame and Great Sage scratched their heads somewhat embarrassedly.

Are they damaging the image of their ethnic group, or are they being implicated by the image of their ethnic group?

It's probably the latter.

Hmm... it's definitely the latter!

The Feather Tribe Great Shaman, unaware of their thoughts, twitched his nostrils slightly before his gaze swept over the crowd and landed on the Cream Cake in Little Peach's hand.

In an instant, a very subtle look of longing appeared on his originally serious face.

But he quickly suppressed this longing.

But the observant Zhang Xuanchen noticed it clearly.

He couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

This Feather Tribe Great Shaman is truly peculiar; his cultivation is unfathomable, his status incomparably noble, yet his appearance and temperament are like a child's.

What kind of Cultivation Method did they practice?

The Feather Tribe Great Shaman remained silent for a moment, but finally could not hold back and asked:

What is that?

Why is it so alluring... so exquisite?

His gaze lingered on the Cream Cake, his tone still striving to remain calm.

Zhang Xuanchen's smile deepened, but he still took out some Cream Cake and Crystal Cake from his Myriad Spirit Ring, held them with his spiritual power, and presented them to the Feather Tribe Great Shaman, saying solemnly:

"Replying to Senior."

"These are special pastries made by my Zhang Family; they taste quite good."

"If you don't mind, senior, you might as well have a taste."

The Feather Tribe Great Shaman looked at the pastries floating in front of him, his expression still serious.

But her eyes were completely drawn to the pastries.

Upon seeing this, Yu Lan'er's expression immediately became somewhat strange.

Oh no, the Great Shaman has been seduced!

Having served the Great Shaman for many years, she naturally knew Great Shaman temperament.

This seemingly dignified Great Shaman was actually just like any other child outside, enjoying playing, eating, and laughing.

Because of his position and responsibilities, he usually only restrained himself and never showed it.

The pastries that Zhang Xuanchen took out were incredibly fragrant and beautifully presented.

As expected, the Great Shaman... the Great Shaman is about to fall.

The Feather Tribe Great Shaman reached out, picked up a piece of Cream Cake, and took a small bite.

The soft, sweet flavor spread in his mouth, the rich milky aroma intertwined with Spiritual Qi, making his eyes shine.

But the next moment, he immediately resumed his serious expression, coughed twice, and said:

"Cough cough, hmm, the taste is acceptable."