Ding Bingyuan looked around at the silent crowd, especially the stunned Ma Zhaoyang, Cheng Nanxing, and Zhu Hongzhen. "Uncle Hong Zhen, Yan Feng, has your family's Stone Armor Boar entered its metamorphosis phase?"
Chen Cong met Zhu Hongzhen's and Zhu Yanfeng's expectant gazes and nodded firmly. "Little Wuneng's transformation was so dramatic, and his martial soul's rank rose so sharply, that the most reasonable explanation is a mutation produced by combining a Stone Armor Boar in its metamorphosis phase with the seventh-rank Supreme Treasure Heart-Piercing Rake. So the Zhu Family's martial soul has almost certainly entered its metamorphosis phase."
Zhu Hongzhen and Zhu Yanfeng immediately burst into wildly excited laughter. Zhu Hongzhen had never expected the metamorphosis phase to arrive so soon, while Zhu Yanfeng was simply so happy he could no longer tell north from south. All he knew was that Little Wuneng was the brightest youngster in the whole village.
"Congratulations!" Everyone stepped forward to offer their good wishes.
"That's right. Along with Bing Yuan's, Nan Xing's, and Old Xia's seventh-rank martial souls, our village now has four families with seventh-rank martial souls," Ma Zhaoyang said, unable to hide his envy. Of the dozen or so people present, only his martial soul remained at the pinnacle of the high grade. Everyone else had a top-grade martial soul, leaving him feeling rather alone.
Despite his rough manner, Zhu Yanfeng had always been perceptive. He came over and patted Ma Zhaoyang's shoulder, comforting him. "Zhao Yang, don't lose heart. We all went through this. Who knows? Your family's Red-Blood Horse might enter its metamorphosis phase one day."
"Uncle Hong Zhen, satisfied already? There's more!" The corners of Chen Yu's mouth lifted into a meaningful smile.
At those words, Zhu Hongzhen's heart tightened. He had no idea what other surprise Chen