A figure appeared.
Xia Zhiyang wore a dragon robe as he strolled across the lake. The water bowed and lay still beneath his feet, while the dragon patterns leaped with each step, as if ready to burst into the sky.
The Lord of Formations rose. "Greetings, Lord of Qi and Blood."
Xia Zhiyang waved a hand.
"Your strength is no less than mine. You don't need to bow to me."
Chen Fazhen looked at Xia Zhiyang and said calmly, "The Lord of Qi and Blood held back. Naturally, we could only fight to a draw."
Xia Zhiyang furrowed his brow. "About the Emperor Fruit..."
A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Fazhen's mouth. "I've already given him his chance. Whether he can obtain the Emperor Fruit depends entirely on his own ability."
Xia Zhiyang nodded.
"I only worry he won't even pass the first trial," Chen Fazhen continued.
Xia Zhiyang shook his head slightly. "If he can't pass, then it can only be Heaven's will."
Xia Zhiyang looked at Chen Fazhen. "I know what happened with Xuan Yi. I came here only to ask whether the current Xuan Yi has inherited the memories of the Lord of True Meaning."
Chen Fazhen stared at the Lord of Qi and Blood. "If I tell you, you'll have to help me in the future."
"This isn't about you and me. It's about the Human Race. If you keep it to yourself, you'll only cause too many delays," Xia Zhiyang replied evenly.
"I'm not talking about the Human Race. I'm asking you for a personal favor."
"Fine. Tell me."
"There's nothing to tell," Chen Fazhen said flatly.
"Nothing?" Xia Zhiyang narrowed his eyes. "If Xuan Yi completely inherits the memories of the Lord of True Meaning..."
Chen Fazhen smiled faintly. "Then he'll be