Such an outstanding and elegant young master, I fear he may not be able to calm his mind?
His gaze at Wang Anye imdiately turned scrutinizing, and his tone carried a hint of interrogation as he spoke: "Young master, you may ask."
After all, he was a Sacred Supre, and in formations, he was soone at the Ancestral Master level. It wasn’t easy for ordinary people to seek his guidance on formation matters, but this ti the other party brought a big order, being a figure comparable to a patron saint, he had to extend this courtesy.
Seeing the Thousand Formation Sacred Supre agree, Wang Anye imdiately began to consult him on so long-held difficult issues.
And the other party answered them one by one.
Monts later, the Thousand Formation Sacred Supre ca to understand Wang Anye’s level in the Dao of Formations.
Judged by his age, this level could be considered passable, but any disciple he brought along this ti had better mastery and understanding of formation knowledge than Anye.
"People from the small world," a male disciple, displeased by his junior sister’s attention to Wang Anye, snorted lightly and disparaged, "this crude level of formation knowledge is really not presentable."
Hearing this, Wang Anye glanced at the male disciple. He hadn’t even spoken yet when a Sword Array Dual Ultimate Codex and a Secret Formation Immortal Sutra appeared in his Purple Abode.
Three Lil Miss Artifact Spirits, hands on hips, glared angrily at the male disciple.
Among them, the Twin Sword Formation Ladies, the most eloquent, shouted angrily, "What do you know? Our young master Anye specializes in Sword Array Dual Cultivation, focusing mainly on the sword array field."
"Exactly, exactly." The artifact spirit of the Secret Formation Immortal Sutra, also puffed with anger, said indignantly, "Our young master Anye is more handso than you, richer than you, and his bloodline talent far exceeds yours. How dare you belittle our master?"
Surprised by the surrounded Lil Artifact Spirits, the male disciple, red-faced and ears burning with sha, still felt he wasn’t wrong and retorted angrily, "In such a lost little world, how strong can the bloodline talent even be? Isn’t it just a True Immortal Seed at best? Everyone here is a True Immortal Seed..."
"True Immortal Seed?" The Secret Array Artifact Spirit snorted lightly at his words, arrogantly putting her hands on her hips with a face full of disdain, "Hehe, True Immortal Seeds dare to jump out in this day and age?"
"Ahem~ Listen, my young master’s current cultivation base is at the Peak Incorporated Spirit Realm, and his bloodline level, well, it’s just the Tenth Layer of Yan Saint True Body."
Listening to the Lil Artifact Spirits go on, the gaze of the visitors from the Sacred Domain gradually beca one of disbelief.
How could this be~!
If this bloodline level was truly the case, doesn’t that an he is a natural Saint?
"Enough, don’t show off." Wang Anye waved helplessly, instructing the three artifact spirits, "Return to the Purple Abode."
"Yes, young master."
A codex, an immortal sutra, and three artifact spirits gave the visitors from the Sacred Domain a glance, snorted lightly, and proudly flew back to Wang Anye’s Purple Abode like roosters who had won a battle.
"Young master Anye, is what you say true? Has your bloodline reached the level of a natural Saint?" At this ti, the Thousand Formation Sacred Supre, who had been silent, excitedly grabbed Wang Anye’s arm, his eyes filled with hope.
Wang Anye hadn’t even spoken yet.
A quiet "old servant" next to him suddenly stepped forward with a hint of the overpowering Sacred Supre aura, and politely said, "Brother Thousand Formation, please release my young master Anye."
Sacred Supre?
The Thousand Formation Sacred Supre’s inner mind jolted.
He could hardly believe it, the old servant beside Wang Anye turned out to be a Sacred Supre!
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