Hearing the Heaven Mending Sect's dean say this, Ye Xingchen felt a trace of puzzlement. He glanced around and cupped his fists slightly.
"Thank you, Dean."
The dean of the Heaven Mending Sect shook his head dismissively. Looking at the humble Ye Xingchen before him, his eyes filled with even greater appreciation. He turned, glanced around, and then left.
Not long after he left, Ye Xingchen immediately sat cross-legged on the spiritual vein and began absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Power, unaware that a pair of eyes was still watching him from the shadows. After taking a few looks, however, those eyes quietly vanished.
A little while later, beneath the Divine Vine,
The dean looked at the old vine who had returned, a hint of a smile in his eyes. He coughed softly, held out a Spirit Stone, and said:
"You noticed something too. This fellow really is extraordinary. Although we don't know where he comes from, he treats us differently. He probably bears us no ill will."
The old man who had returned was none other than the Divine Vine, who had taken an old man's form. He nodded, glanced at the dean before him, and replied calmly:
"With his talent, I would believe it even if he were invincible in this lower realm. For the Heaven Mending Sect, this is an unparalleled opportunity. Keep a good eye on him!"
Hearing this, the dean could not help feeling astonished. He thought that since even the Divine Vine was so certain, their Heaven Mending Sect had truly gained an extraordinarily gifted genius this time.
At a loss for words, he shook his head and hurried away under cover of night.
The next morning, in the Heaven Mending Sect's square,
Bear Child, with his arms folded, arrived with Ye Xingchen and Huo