"Any wish, is possible?" After a long pause, Ye Chenfeng slowly asked.
Tianmiao nodded.
"If that’s the case, I wish..." Ye Chenfeng spoke slowly yet earnestly, "I wish I could have a wish."
Tianmiao silently laughed.
"Then, as you wish."
In that moment, Ye Chenfeng felt Tianmiao’s voice was like magic, as if a clear spring gently touched his heart.
Kong Hou and Dong Xiao widened their eyes; they never expected Ye Chenfeng to make such a wish.
What does that mean?
No desires? No pursuits? So he wishes to have a wish?
The wish is to have a wish.
No problem...
The two looked at their master, who wasn’t surprised at all, and realized that their master had already guessed Ye Chenfeng’s wish.
"So, what kind of price do I have to pay once my wish is realized?" Ye Chenfeng asked.
"The price...depends on my mood. Anyway, it won’t make you go against your principles, nor will it make you do anything scandalous. It won’t even demand an exorbitant price you can’t pay," Tianmiao lazily rested her chin on her hand against the chair armrest and said with a smile.
Ye Chenfeng: Feels like a trap. But also feels mysterious and intriguing. Wants to continue.
"Let’s go, fulfill your wish," Tianmiao prepared to stand up, then thought for a moment and said, "But, you need to give me an identity. Oh, just pretend I’m the Sword Spirit of the Treasure Sword you obtained in the Secret Realm."
Ye Chenfeng paused for a moment: "Then, where is the Treasure Sword?"
Tianmiao casually picked up a dagger from the table and handed it to Ye Chenfeng: "Take this."
This time, Ye Chenfeng was silent for even longer.
This is a dagger, not a Treasure Sword, right? And isn’t this what you use to peel fruit? Don’t think I didn’t see the pile of fruit peels next to the dagger just now.
Being this unceremonious, is it really okay?
Tianmiao raised her hand, and Kong Hou and Dong Xiao transformed into two beams of white light, becoming a dragon-shaped bracelet and a phoenix-shaped hairpin. The dragon-shaped bracelet flew to Tianmiao’s wrist and automatically wrapped around it. The phoenix-shaped hairpin flew to Tianmiao’s hair and gently nestled there.
Ye Chenfeng’s pupils suddenly contracted. He looked at Tianmiao’s calm face and slightly opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.
This woman called Tianmiao...
Who could she be?
For the first time in a long time, Ye Chenfeng, who had always felt peaceful and unruffled, seemed to be internally shaken.
Tianmiao, however, appeared as if she hadn’t noticed anything and got up to walk ahead.
Ye Chenfeng quickly followed, his gaze on Tianmiao’s back full of curiosity.
...
The sect elders waiting outside the Secret Realm eagerly watched the direction of the exit.
When those two cultivators came out looking dejected, they knew that those two had failed.
No one was surprised.
After all, Jie Wenzhan and Ye Chenfeng’s talents were truly extraordinary.
It’s unclear who among them received the inheritance of the mighty figure. Regardless of who got it, it belongs to their Canglang Sect.
Sigh, truly envious. Canglang Sect has two extraordinary talents; how great it would be to share at least one of them.
Even though they knew their disciples didn’t receive the inheritance, the two sects didn’t leave and stayed near the exit. Not only those two sects, but also many others remained by the exit, all wanting to know what the inheritance of the mighty figure was like. They hoped maybe they could learn something from Jie Wenzhan that might help with Ascension.
When Jie Wenzhan came out, Ye Chenfeng followed shortly after, just moments apart.
The crowd’s eyes focused on the two of them. Who received the inheritance?