Heaven Dou City was bustling, packed with traffic and throngs of people.
Oscar stood on the broad street, gazing at the rows upon rows of luxurious buildings around him, his eyes gleaming with ambition.
"This is where I, Oscar, belong! Only the center of the empire can accommodate my talent!"
Just as he was about to find the most luxurious hotel and properly reward himself—
"Whoa—"
A crisp clatter of hooves came to a stop beside him.
It was an incomparably lavish carriage, its entire body crafted from precious eaglewood. The curtains were embroidered with the pattern of a seven-tiered pagoda, gleaming brilliantly beneath the sunlight.
The carriage was actually drawn by four Snow Dragon Steeds with Soul Beast bloodlines!
"What a grand display!"
Oscar's eyes lit up. As a "genius," he possessed an instinctive sensitivity toward this sort of supreme wealth and luxury.
The carriage curtain slowly lifted.
A middle-aged man in a pristine white robe stepped down slowly, holding a scepter in hand. His face was as handsome as jade, and his bearing was extraordinarily refined.
Behind him stood a tall, gaunt old man who radiated a terrifying aura—Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
It was none other than the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi!
Ning Fengzhi had merely been passing by, but when his gaze swept over Oscar, his steps paused slightly.
As the continent's foremost Support System Soul Master, his perception of others like himself was far sharper than that of ordinary people.
"Hmm?"
Ning Fengzhi stopped, his gentle gaze falling upon Oscar. The familiar smile on his lips was as warm as a spring breeze.
"Young brother, your bones are remarkable, and your Soul Power fluctuations are restrained yet rich. I can even faintly smell the fragrance of food about you...