Chapter 490

Chapter 490

“This seed is a rare conceptualization of the Heavenly Realm, something Master thinks is most suitable for us. We only need to study it from time to time, and the style will automatically be formed in our minds.

“As the saying goes, ‘Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day, teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.’ Rather than giving us an incredible style, he gives us hints and teaches us to face the Heavenly Realm directly, helping us to create the best, most invincible style for ourselves.

“It’s just like a personal gliph; the one that fits you the most will have the most impact.”

Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee were deep in thought and roughly understood what was going on.

“If you believe that the seed will be an extremely powerful offensive style, it will be one. On the other hand, it will be an incredible defensive style if you believe it to be.” Sung Tsz Hin smiled.

“Just as I’ve said previously, everything can be a path that leads to the same destination, all that matters is your selection. Do you understand me now?”

Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee had completed the Seven Cleansings.

However, the outside world was not as peaceful as Cloud Palace. Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee being successfully chosen left the world in a ruckus.

After they disappeared from the mysterious outer sect of Cloud Palace, the worn-out temple that used to be a school was now an actual rundown temple. The classrooms to house the students were nowhere to be seen, including the old cleaner. There was nothing left in the temple except fallen leaves.

All who had the intention of finding out where exactly Cloud Palace returned empty-handed.

Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee had disappeared from the public’s eyes, but they were not forgotten. Chui Yim’s name could still be heard everywhere.

One of the shocking news that involved the teenage boy was that grass-refining grandmaster Choh Hang Sang announced he was now the disciple of Cloud Palace's seventh teacher, Chui Yim, and was learning weapon refining.

Choh Hang Sang gained fame long ago. In the world’s eyes, he and Fung Seung were on par, but many grass refiners knew that Choh Hang Sang was better.

This was the reason why Fung Seung hated Choh Hang Sang.

Of course, these were just stories they made up.

But this was the only way commoners could learn more about the cultivators beyond their reach, and it became a topic during tea time. It was as if by doing this, they had formed a connection with the superior cultivators and they were no longer commoners.

Since these were baseless rumours, clans and institutions paid no attention to them. They only cared about Kam Chin Kee and Chui Yim.

There were too many elites in this generation, but Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee being the selected ones wasn’t that big of a deal to them for a few reasons.

One of them was that even after being taken in by Cloud Palace, Mung Si was still ranked first on the Blue Skies Rank, standing on top of all young talents. Many believed that Kam Chin Kee and Chui Yim were chosen instead of Yeung Tin Hun and Man Yee Ho because of their background, or rather their lack of one.

Thus, them becoming Cloud Palace disciples did not affect the political situation. If it was any other like Yeung Tin Hun, Man Yee Ho, or even Lee Bak, there would have been a huge impact on the politics of not just the South, but the entire world.

In summary, the results were somewhat out of their expectations, but the important figures loved it since...

Talents can only be considered talents if they manage to grow. Every leader was confident with their own talents.

Cloud Palace disciple? How advantageous would it be for them to defeat a Cloud Palace disciple? This was no different from defeating Cloud Palace itself!

Where there’s light, there’s darkness.

The darkest place on the planet was undoubtedly the mysterious Black Promise Tower.

It had always existed, it was just never discovered by the world.

This helped the necrocultivators survive for more than a thousand years despite being killed and hunted down en masse.

Currently, the Black Promise Tower was filled with battle intent and energy. They were holding their first Necrocultivator Competition!

They had stayed in the dark for so long that many older generation members of theirs had already forgotten how to fight, and they didn’t have the will to do so even if they remembered. But now, the competition pumped them up and helped them realise that their tribe was more powerful than they thought.