But with the Sacred Hall's exacting requirements, this youth's wish to enter was likely nothing more than a wild fantasy.
Lu Wenbin glanced at Zhan Xiaoyu, said nothing more, and shifted his gaze away.
But the next moment, he paused.
Then he turned his eyes back and fixed them on Zhan Xiaoyu.
He could no longer look away.
If anyone else had been stared at by an immortal like this, they would likely have found it hard even to stand still.
But after his initial nervousness, Zhan Xiaoyu had already calmed down.
He remembered what he had come here to do.
He did not avoid Lu Wenbin's gaze. Instead, he met it with bright, bloodshot eyes.
His eyes brimmed with excitement and eagerness to try.
At the same time, Zhan Xiaoyu began calculating how he should display his abilities to the immortal and convince him that he possessed sufficient aptitude.
But Lu Wenbin did not give him that chance.
When Zhan Xiaoyu gathered his courage and met Lu Wenbin's gaze head-on,
Lu Wenbin followed his eyes and saw deep into Zhan Xiaoyu's consciousness.
Lu Wenbin's breathing quietly became more hurried.
His heart held no Dao, yet an innate Dao bone had arisen within him... Such aptitude was enough to shake the entire Sacred Hall!
After confirming it again and again, Lu Wenbin became certain of his judgment.
He looked Zhan Xiaoyu up and down once more, unable to stop a trace of relief from appearing in his heart.
Fortunately, he had taken one extra look before leaving. Otherwise, this pearl truly would have been left buried in dust.
At the same time, a flicker of self-reproach passed through Lu Wenbin's heart.
He had clearly seen this youth on the first night, yet he had failed to discover such astonishing talent