Because of the Saint Son's appearance, countless people in the All-Living Alliance wanted to uncover the heavenly secrets.
But without sufficient cultivation, how could they possibly succeed in divination?
"What is that person's background?"
Unlike those Alliance cultivators below, who knew virtually nothing beyond the fact that a new Saint Son had appeared within the Alliance.
Before long, it would be the occasion of the Saint Son's inauguration. Most likely, they would only get to see him then.
Amid artificial hills and flowing water, young cultivators had gathered in a pavilion at the center of a lake.
Naturally, they were discussing that Saint Son.
Some of them had just returned from outside, while others had only recently emerged from secluded cultivation.
Some knew the background of this newly appointed Saint Son, while others did not.
"What background could he have? The one laid out in the open is that the Wind Gate unearthed a fortune-blessed prodigy from the lower realm."
Someone swirled his wine cup and spoke of the information everyone already knew.
Yet several cultivators dressed in gold-red robes shifted their gazes upon hearing this.
"A lower realm? Which lower realm? I recall Brother Xia oversees lower-realm resources at the Ming Palace. Do you have any news to share?"
The young cultivator called Brother Xia wore a faintly aloof expression. "The lower realms under the Ming Palace are as numerous as the stars. Even with the Ming Palace Fate Disk, it cannot fully perceive the fortunes of every prodigy. I suspect that Saint Son does not belong to the category of those born with heavenly phenomena."
"If the heavens had stirred so greatly, the Ming Palace Fate Disk should not have remained utterly unchanged."
"What if he appeared a long time ago?"
"No. I saw this Saint Son from