"General Zhu, this is my third son, Chu Yinan, a disciple of High Immortal Qionghua of Lutai Mountain."
King Zhao hurriedly introduced him to Zhu Huai.
"Chu Yinan pays his respects, General Zhu."
Chu Yinan also bowed to Zhu Huai.
"High Immortal Qionghua actually agreed to take you as her disciple?"
A trace of surprise appeared in Zhu Huai's eyes.
"Qionghua isn't stupid. This boy has a Gui Water Spirit Bone, one of the heavenly spirit bones. Any realm would scramble to have him."
Old Daoist Huang interjected teasingly.
At this, understanding dawned on Zhu Huai's face.
He was a martial artist, and his sensitivity to spiritual power was inferior to Old Daoist Huang's.
"But... Chu Yinan, even if you take three hundred years of the Chu Kingdom Imperial Clan's martial fortune, you might not necessarily claim first place at the Golden Scale Assembly."
Old Daoist Huang suddenly chuckled.
At these words, King Zhao and the others all felt their hearts tighten.
They knew that Old Daoist Huang was one of the few qi-reading practitioners in Youyun Heaven. He must have seen something to say such a thing.
"Please enlighten me, Elder Huang."
Chu Yinan cupped his hands toward Old Daoist Huang with a sincere expression.
"Heaven's secrets must not be revealed."
Old Daoist Huang put on an inscrutable air.
"If you have something to say, say it! If you have a fart to let out, let it out! Keep dragging your feet, and I'll settle both old and new scores with you!"
Seeing this, Zhu Huai gave Old Daoist Huang a hard kick.
"Calm down, Brother Zhu. Calm down."
Old Daoist Huang smiled apologetically again and again, then looked at Chu Yinan with a serious expression.
"Martial fortune will dissipate if you don't fight for it."
"How should I