At such a young age, he had become a sect master. No matter what, he was still the master of a Spirit Gate. A sect master in his twenties—there was no way he had built a sect from nothing purely through his own efforts, right? He had to be the son of some big shot!
That was what everyone thought, and it was perfectly normal.
Heaven Soaring smiled and said, "We really are fated. Let me introduce myself again. I'm Heaven Soaring, the Ninth Prince of the neighboring Nine Heavens Empire. The reason I founded a sect is quite simple—it's for the Imperial Throne. My father set a test for us. We nine princes are to establish our own forces in the Domain of the Gods using our individual abilities. After three years, whoever has the greater force will become the Crown Prince."
Ye Tianyi suddenly understood.
"I see! Building a sect from scratch is still very impressive."
Heaven Soaring laughed. "It's nothing impressive. I'm really just relying on the advantages of being a prince. Without that identity, who would care about some brat in his twenties? Hahaha. Honestly, I wanted to get to know you because I felt you weren't ordinary and wanted to win you over. Now it seems that dream has been shattered. But this is even better—you have a sect too. Maybe we can cooperate and develop together. What do you think?"
Ye Tianyi pondered slightly. "We'll see."
"Hahaha, it seems Brother Ye has high standards. Perhaps even the Spirit Gate doesn't catch your eye. Then it looks like my judgment really was good!"
Heaven Soaring said with a laugh.
"Ninth Brother, long time no see!"
A slightly older man walked over with a smile!
"Fifth Brother."
Heaven Soaring smiled.
"I heard your Heaven Soaring Sect