[After you refined Whisperwind Island's protective formation, the apprenticeship ceremony proceeded smoothly.]
[Ying Yuan formally became your disciple and offered you tea.]
[He Ming, the True Person from Zhenhai Island, and Ma Daoliang's party had come prepared to make a few cutting remarks.]
[Yet from beginning to end, they said nothing and merely watched in silence.]
[When the banquet ended, He Ming was the first to leave, and the others followed.]
[Before departing, Hua Chanyu, mistress of Cloud Dream Marsh, glanced back at the white-robed young man in the seat of honor.]
[The methods Uncle Chen had displayed today were startling. He had held up an island with one hand and refined its formation with Pure Yang True Qi.]
[In the face of such divine power, who would dare speak rudely at his disciple-taking ceremony?]
[Everyone wondered: what fortune had Chen Xuanzi, driven from the Taihua Sect, encountered to gain such strength?]
[Someone quietly speculated, "Could he have cultivated the Pure Yang Art to the seventeenth level?"]
[Hua Chanyu had the same thought. Yet Sect Master Ma held the Nine-Yang Divine Void Axe, a Divine Prohibition Treasure that countered every Pure Yang art.]
[Qing Lao and the others in the Taihua Sect might have little chance of success. The final victory would likely still belong to Ma Daoliang and He Ming.]
[The guests gradually dispersed, leaving only a handful of people at the banquet.]
[They were the island masters of the lineages Qing Lao led.]
[The master of Sea Withered Island, his face flushed and his breath thick with wine, looked at you in surprise. "Boy Chen, have you really cultivated the Pure Yang Art to the seventeenth level?"]
[Azure Heaven was of exceptionally high seniority and had an easygoing nature. He addressed both Ma Daoliang and Chen Xuanzi this