Mystic Yellow Source Stone

Upon hearing this!

Cheng Buzheng didn't answer right away. He paused briefly, then asked:

"Brother Ma, how many cultivators have you found so far?"

The cultivation art he practiced let him change at will between the attributes of metal, fire, and earth.

He asked first because, if Ma Chang had already found someone with the attribute Cheng Buzheng intended to offer, it would be awkward to change his answer.

Clearly, Ma Chang understood that Cheng Buzheng wanted to join. He laughed heartily and said:

"Other than you, I'm still considering the other candidates."

"After all, when adventuring outside, choosing your teammates is very important."

At that,

Cheng Buzheng deeply agreed. There were simply too many cultivators who liked to reap without sowing—or, rather, the temptations of opportunity in the cultivation world were too great.

Even among teammates who had known each other for years, there was always the possibility that one might strike from the shadows. Still, the odds of betrayal were lower than in a team of strangers.

Sometimes, that small measure of trust could make all the difference between two very different outcomes.

Then Cheng Buzheng's expression turned solemn, and he clasped his fists toward Ma Chang in thanks!

"Thank you, Brother Ma!"

"I cultivate a metal-attribute technique."

"No need for that!" Ma Chang laughed in a hearty, forthright manner.

"Just make sure we keep in touch from now on!"

"Agreed!"

Cheng Buzheng smiled, then said:

"By the way, Brother Ma! How much longer until the flaw in that array appears?"

"Eighty-nine years ago, I tried once. By my reckoning, the flaw will appear in eleven years."

"It's an opportunity that comes once every hundred years, and we'll have only two hours. That's why I came back empty-handed last time."

At the end, Ma Chang couldn't help letting