Boom!
Chen Xun's brow furrowed slightly as the air suddenly trembled. His sharp aura emanated from within, causing the energy of heaven and earth to slowly flow again.
What an arrogant fool, so overbearing.
He had thought this person was a sensible senior, but this behavior reminded him of Wei Xun, whom he met during his Foundation Establishment days. A prodigy?
But the prodigies of the grand world can't be compared to those from small sects in a small boundary. That feeling just now indeed put quite a bit of pressure on him.
Chen Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a few strands of the qi of the Five Elements dissipated, instantly relieving the pressure. He wondered if this person could break through his defense.
Mo Ye Han's eyes showed a hint of interest. A Void Refinement stage cultivator could actually withstand some of his aura.
Chen Xun looked at him calmly, without anger.
He felt this person had quite a temper but didn't dare to casually probe his cultivation level, though it was certainly higher than his own.
"I am Chen Xun," Chen Xun said, his pupils dark and his tone indifferent. "Is this how the Heavenly Immortal Tower treats its guests?"
After all, he had spent five million mid-grade spirit stones here, and now it seemed like he owed them something. Ridiculous!
Mo Ye Han slightly raised his head, looking at the people behind him. "You all may leave."
"Yes, Tower Master!" The crowd obeyed and retreated, standing outside the room.
Now only the two of them remained in the room. Mo Ye Han sneered, "Do you think spending five million mid-grade spirit stones here qualifies you to see me?"
"Tower Master Mo, such arrogance," Chen Xun said slowly, meeting Mo Ye Han's gaze with a slightly cold tone. "If this is your attitude, then I've overestimated the Heavenly Immortal Tower."
With that, Chen Xun turned to leave, his eyes filled with disinterest and disappointment.
He wasn't here to play games with children. The tricks of a prodigy wouldn't work on him.
"Hahaha..."
Mo Ye Han laughed, a laugh that was hard to decipher. As his laughter subsided, his domineering gaze fell on Chen Xun. "Did I say you could leave?"
Chen Xun's steps halted, his eyes growing increasingly dark, and his aura began to rise.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a piercing explosion echoed through the air.
"If you can withstand one of my strikes, you may leave."
Mo Ye Han's gaze was as sharp as a knife, his blood suddenly boiling, and he transformed into a shadow.
The shadow swept in all directions like a raging storm, turning all the surrounding grass, trees, and boulders into dust as it charged at Chen Xun!
Chen Xun stomped heavily, shaking the ground, and without even turning around, his body's apertures circulated. He simply raised a hand, remaining motionless.
Boom!
The collision of two palms was merely a clash of physical bodies, yet it caused the entire room to tremble violently.
It should be known that the rooms of the Heavenly Immortal Tower were made of materials far superior to ordinary ones, all crafted from refining treasures.
A massive cloud of dust spread in all directions. Mo Ye Han was shocked, still standing in place, as if the shadow just now wasn't him.
Amidst the dust, a figure in white gradually emerged. His hand bones were crystal clear, unscathed by the strike, and he hadn't taken a single step back.
In just an instant, everything returned to normal, and Chen Xun had already memorized his appearance and aura.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, what a powerful physique," Mo Ye Han said, his expression becoming serious, a stark contrast to before. "I was impolite."
That strike just now, he couldn't have been mistaken. It didn't feel like hitting a human.
It was as if he had struck one of those ancient fierce beasts. This person... must have an extraordinary background!
Since his journey to the wild heavens years ago, he hadn't felt such a strange sensation. How could someone at the early Void Refinement stage cultivate such a powerful physical strength?
It's known that those who can enter the Chaos Immortal Spirit List have honed their bodies to the extreme, and he was in the late Void Refinement stage!
The physical body cannot be enhanced indefinitely; it relates to the strength of the soul.
Only by enhancing the soul's power can the body's limits be strengthened accordingly, or else one would explode and die!
And the soul's power also has its own innate limit, which is the greatest difference between prodigies and ordinary cultivators, a chasm ordinary cultivators can never cross.
Some things are innate, and those without them shouldn't dream of defying fate.
Like those two individuals born with the longevity physique, others can only envy but never achieve it.
"This person is... unusual."
The arrogance in Mo Ye Han's eyes gradually faded, his shock growing. "That glimpse of his hand bones, could it be he's cultivated some kind of body-refining immortal technique?"
Chen Xun... There's no such name on the Ten Thousand Races Prodigy List of the Southern Yu Continent. Where did this immortal path anomaly come from?
With just one strike, Mo Ye Han had already deduced a considerable amount of information. Though he seemed arrogant, his mind was more meticulous than anyone else's, or else he would have long squandered the Heavenly Immortal Tower.
"Tower Master Mo, may I leave now?" Chen Xun snorted coldly. He wasn't a prodigy and didn't need to understand their ways of communication. He only knew that business should be conducted amicably.
The strike he just delivered was only nine-tenths of Bull's strength. He was almost forced back a step, and Mo Ye Han hadn't even used his full power, showing how formidable the grand world prodigies were.
His current defense was far beyond his physical body's 270-fold strength. He had indeed been a bit overconfident before.
If many prodigies were to besiege him, he would have no choice but to flee.
After all, they weren't just for show; they had risen with an abundance of cultivating resources.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, please wait." Mo Ye Han raised his hand to stop Chen Xun, who was about to leave, and cupped his hands. "It was just a spar. I am willing to drink three cups to apologize."
With that, he raised a wine gourd and began drinking, his eyes filled with interest in Chen Xun's strength.
After the initial shock, Mo Ye Han felt excitement. As a prodigy, nothing was more thrilling than meeting a worthy opponent.
He wasn't afraid of strength, only of weakness, afraid that one might be too weak even to qualify to speak with him!
As he drank, he began to laugh heartily, the ribbons of his black jade crown fluttering in the wind, his ink-black eyes gleaming like glazed jewels.
Chen Xun faced him from a distance, knowing that strength was the key to dialogue.
However, he didn't like this attitude, but one doesn't hit a smiling face, so he paused his steps.
Chen Xun said calmly, "Regarding the life essence and blood of the creatures in the Mengmu Sea Region, I will offer you a satisfactory price."
Mo Ye Han's interest piqued at his words, and he put down the wine gourd, his eyes showing even more interest. "If it's a mid-grade spirit stone deal, I might not be interested."
He scrutinized Chen Xun, who was too calm and composed, revealing nothing and not at all like a prodigy. Instead, his demeanor was somewhat similar to that of an ordinary cultivator.
He had already investigated this person before coming. There was a manor outside the city with no affiliations.
Spending five million mid-grade spirit stones in fifty years seemed only to meet him once.
Such a person was either full of themselves or had some unspeakable business to conduct.
Naturally, he had to assert his presence first. If it were an ordinary person, he wouldn't want to waste time.
Chen Xun, with one hand behind his back, remained as calm as ever. "A top-grade spirit stone deal, I wonder if Tower Master Mo can handle it?"
"Fellow Daoist Chen Xun, please." Mo Ye Han smiled slightly, his voice deep. "Of course, I can handle it. Even Unity True Lords wouldn't refuse a top-grade spirit stone."
