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Qin Yuan looked Shi Qingfeng up and down, his brows furrowing slightly.

He was quite dissatisfied with how Shi Qingfeng was addressed.

"Why are you still calling me Senior Brother Qin Yuan? Call me Brother Yuan!"

Shi Qingfeng felt a little awkward, but still respectfully changed his address.

"Brother Yuan."

"Why are you still so thin? Have you been eating properly?"

Qin Yuan's tone carried a hint of reproach.

Shi Qingfeng's background destined him for a difficult life.

In Shi Guozu's hometown, he was constantly bullied, not only going hungry and cold, but also suffering from some kind of leg disability.

After Qin Yuan brought him back to the Dao Asking Pavilion, he devoted almost all his efforts to nurturing him.

"I...I ate very well."

Shi Qingfeng responded with some difficulty.

In fact, Qin Yuan's care for him was almost harsh.

Weigh yourself every few days, and if you don't gain weight significantly, increase your intake of pills and meat.

This almost harsh feeding method, on the contrary, made Shi Qingfeng develop an instinctive resistance to eating.

Qin Yuan wasn't about to let him off so easily: "Did you really eat well?"

He reached out and gently squeezed Shi Qingfeng's shoulder.

"Still as skinny as a bamboo pole, just like before!"

Shi Qingfeng lowered his head, not daring to refute.

He clearly remembered the scene when he was first brought to the Asking Pavilion.

At that time, he was physically weak, and his whole body was almost skin and bones.

Qin Yuan used almost violent methods to help him regulate his body.

Various precious pills and the finest animal meat were piled into his mouth almost without any expense.

He even specifically asked the alchemists at the Taoist temple to prepare a special nourishing formula for him.

The other disciples watched as Qin Yuan showered resources on Shi Qingfeng as if they were free, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

But these pills and meats were all Qin Yuan's private resources.

No one else could possibly receive such generous treatment.

Shi Qingfeng finished a whole plate of spirit beast meat and was clearly quite full.

He took a breath and began to report on the important matters of his trip.

"Brother Yuan, I have some important news to tell you."

"The Wentian Pavilion is about to recruit new disciples, and the double-pupiled person from the Yue Prince's Mansion will also be joining."

Qin Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly having already guessed the other party's identity.

"Is it Ishihara?"

"How do you know?"

Shi Qingfeng was somewhat surprised.

Over the years, Qin Yuan has become famous in the cultivation world as a person with double pupils.

As a person with double pupils in the Yue King's mansion, Ishihara also attracted much attention.

Now, with two prodigies, both possessing double pupils, about to enter the Heavenly Inquiry Pavilion at the same time, countless speculations have naturally arisen.

Ishihara comes from the Yue King's Mansion, a family with a deep foundation and inexhaustible resources.

In comparison, Qin Yuan came from a humble background and his resources were incomparable to those of Qin Yuan.

People are very curious about what kind of sparks will fly between these two peerless geniuses who both have double pupils.

The older generation of cultivators in the cultivation world paid close attention to Ishihara's arrival.

Several highly respected elders have even considered taking him as their disciple.

After all, before Qin Yuan, they had missed a golden opportunity with a person possessing double pupils.

Ishihara's appearance now is undoubtedly an opportunity to make up for his regrets.

The major families will undoubtedly pour a lot of resources into this person with double pupils.

But Qin Yuan's thoughts had already drifted far away.

Now that Ishihara has arrived, then Koishi Hiroshi should be appearing soon as well.

Having not seen him for so many years, he was eager to know how much the child had grown up.

"Qingfeng, let's go take a look at Wentiange Square."

Qin Yuan said to Shi Qingfeng beside him.

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yuan had already transformed into a streak of light with Shi Qingfeng.

It swept past the layers of clouds in an instant and landed on the square of Wentian Pavilion.

At this moment, the square had gathered a large number of cultivators and representatives from various families, creating a magnificent scene.

Various rare and precious beasts slowly descended, carrying the pride of different noble families.

A nine-headed lion, entirely golden in color and with wings on its back, stands proudly, each head radiating a different kind of imposing aura.

It comes from the Lion King family of the Western Regions and is a rare and divine beast.

Beside them, a group of five-colored peacocks stood with their wings spread, their feathers swirling with the mysterious laws of the five elements.

Each peacock is like a magnificent, living artifact, radiating a breathtaking aura.

Further away, a snow-white, icy-cold unicorn beast lay quietly.

With each breath it takes, it seems to cause the surrounding temperature to drop by tens of degrees.

There was also a crimson celestial horse, its entire body wreathed in flames.

Wherever the horse's hooves touched, the ground was instantly scorched with charred marks.

The mounts brought by these disciples from aristocratic families were themselves top-tier spirit beasts in the cultivation world.

Their existence goes far beyond that of ordinary mounts; they are more like symbols of the foundation and strength of various powerful families.

Qin Yuan surveyed his surroundings, keenly sensing the undercurrent of competition among the disciples of each aristocratic family present. The atmosphere appeared peaceful, but beneath lay a turbulent undercurrent.

In the midst of this silent contest, the Phoenix Chariot of the Fire Kingdom suddenly descended.

In an instant, a powerful pressure spread out, completely overwhelming the aura emitted by the divine beasts.

The Phoenix Chariot was entirely crimson, resembling a blazing sun, radiating a suffocating heat wave.

The surrounding cultivators all changed color, feeling the overwhelming pressure.

The higher-ups at the Asking Pavilion turned a blind eye to this.

They knew this was just a power struggle among the younger generation.

If older cultivators were to intervene, it would appear that they lacked magnanimity.

These scions of prominent families simply want to demonstrate their strength in their own way.

Even if one is somewhat arrogant and domineering, it is a necessary part of growing up.

Just as the atmosphere was tense, a giant bird suddenly appeared on the horizon, blotting out the sun.

It was a giant divine bird, entirely silver-white, with wings spanning hundreds of feet.

It swept across the sky, seemingly able to blot out the entire heavens.

A massive shadow instantly enveloped the plaza, causing the hearts of countless cultivators below to tighten suddenly.

Many cultivators with weaker cultivation levels collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by the astonishing aura.

On the back of the giant bird stood three or four elderly men with white hair, and a boy who looked to be in his early teens.

Their arrival instantly drew everyone's attention.

Although the boy was young, he naturally exuded a chilling aura.

He stood beside the old man, seemingly born to be the center of attention.

"Is this how the King of Yue taught his descendants?"

A cold voice suddenly rang out, carrying a chilling pressure.

Before the words had even faded, Qin Yuan slowly walked out of the main hall.

Every step he took was like the most terrifying thunder in the world.

The footsteps were like an ancient net, each strike landing heavily on the hearts of all the cultivators present.

The entire space of the Wendaoge Square seemed to freeze at that moment, and countless people felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

Qin Yuan's vital energy surged like a flood bursting its banks, instantly engulfing the entire space.

The aura surrounding him was almost tangible, like thousands of divine dragons coiling around him, each strand containing destructive power.

Under this overwhelming aura, the enormous silver-white divine bird trembled like a small boat in a raging storm.

Its massive body lost its balance in an instant and crashed to the ground.