Setting the Formation

Horned-Head Immortal and Spirit Fang Immortal, who taught the beast-born creatures within the Dao Palace, could not help but look toward Yu Chen.

Yet Yu Chen's words were beyond the two men's expectations.

"I have some connections in the Eastern Sea. Naturally, I will go watch this contest between true immortals of the Dao Realm. But forget about those hundred slots. If they have the leisure to give me slots, they would do better to spend less thought on me."

The moment he said this, Illuminated Daoist, Horned-Head Immortal, and Spirit Fang Immortal all found it somewhat difficult to understand.

A hundred free slots should have been a good thing, yet Yu Chen seemed to hold them in utter contempt. He even believed that some people in the Shang Kingdom were plotting against him.

"You think these hundred slots are a good thing? Let me ask you: who do we give these hundred slots to? How do we give them out? Every one of them studies something different. Do we go by their usual grades? By their individual performance? Or simply by whatever we decide?"

Yu Chen asked several questions in succession, making the three of them frown slightly.

The further one progressed in cultivation, the greater one's improvement in every aspect became. Even if their innate talent was ordinary and their spiritual wisdom not particularly high, beings at Illuminated Daoist's, Spirit Fang Immortal's, and Horned-Head Immortal's level were by no means comparable to ordinary people.

It was not that the three could not think of it; they simply had never possessed such a mindset or line of thought.

Once Yu Chen pierced that layer of window paper, they all understood the hidden problems within.

They even thought of some issues Yu Chen had not voiced.

Those hundred slots should