Dragon Martial Prefecture, Heart-Nurturing Palace.
At those words, the Dragon Martial Dao Lord's hand paused as he reached for his teacup, a clear flicker of wariness crossing his eyes.
A [Myriad Forms]-level Martial Dao seed was exceptionally precious.
Although every successive master of the Dragon Martial Prefecture had reached Myriad Forms, there were reasons for that-and a steep price to pay.
Throughout the Dragon Martial Prefecture's history, only a handful of people had ever summoned a blood-red pillar of fortune.
Someone like Ye Li was even rarer!
Calling him their sole promising seed was no exaggeration.
As for the other man's [Jade Purity Pavilion]...
Though it remained a sizable force, it did not have even one supreme prodigy of that caliber.
Once this Jade Purity Pavilion Master, renowned for his calculating mind, saw him, there was no guarantee he would not entertain other ideas.
"Heh."
Seeing his reaction, the Jade Purity Pavilion Master knew exactly what he was thinking and could only shake his head helplessly.
"Dao Lord, you underestimate Jade Clarity."
"Since he has already entered your Dragon Martial Prefecture, he belongs to you. Surely you don't think I would snatch him away right in front of you?"
"Besides... even if you refuse to show me now..."
The Jade Purity Pavilion Master pointed outside. "I'll still see him when tomorrow's ceremony begins."
"Can you really hide him forever?"
"Hahaha, what are you saying?"
At that, the Dragon Martial Dao Lord broke into a hearty laugh.
"I'm hardly that petty."
"Since you want to see him, I'll let you have a look!"
Hum!
The Dragon Martial Dao Lord swept his sleeve.
A gleam of spiritual light coalesced in the air, forming a lifelike portrait.
In the portrait, a black-haired youth in blue robes stood with his hands behind his back.