The little girl folded her arms across her chest and lifted her chin, putting on the air of a seasoned elder. "Your combat prowess may be unrivaled, and your talent exceptional, but the Cultivation World has never lacked short-lived geniuses. On the long immortal path, temperament and fortune are both indispensable. Fools with talent but no character die faster than anyone."
She stared into Chen Lin's eyes, hoping to see pride at her praise, or desire and impatience for a supreme treasure.
But there was nothing. Those eyes were as deep as a dry well.
"My name is Cangyuan, and I am the artifact spirit of Cangyuan Hall." The little girl cleared her throat and got straight to the point. "According to the rules my master left behind, anyone who reaches this place and eliminates the competition is indeed qualified to command this hall. But I cannot acknowledge you as my master yet."
Chen Lin remained noncommittal. "State your terms."
"I will make a thousand-year pact with you." Cangyuan raised a pale, delicate finger. "For those thousand years, I will stay by your side and draw on Cangyuan Hall's reserves to assist your cultivation. After a thousand years, if you are still alive and your character truly earns my approval, only then will I acknowledge you as my master."
At those words, Changqingzi and Heavenly Hatred True Lord, standing behind him, both drew sharp breaths.
This was a supreme-grade Integration spirit treasure! It was right within reach, yet he still had to wait a thousand years?
Star Moon Demon Saint narrowed her eyes slightly, dark flames stirring within the Seven-Flame Fan in her palm. Yun Sheng gave the little girl an even colder look, the deep blue mark between her brows flickering. At a single command from Chen Lin, they