C82 (2/2)

As expected, Chen Qingluan was well-informed, with a single word, he revealed the origins of the Cold Ice Herb, and then explained the problem to Ye Zhen.

He nodded to express his thanks, but in his heart he was thinking that he had to make a trip to the small world.

”Ye Zhen, I heard that you also registered for the Small World's Trial!”

Chen Qingluan asked.

”Yes, Master. I also wish to try my best and see if I can obtain some fortuitous encounters!”

Ye Zhen replied respectfully.

Chen Qingluan was very satisfied with her disciple's fearlessness and hardships. She spoke while stroking her appeal: ”You must be a person with great luck. Otherwise, with your talent, it would be impossible for you to cultivate Building Foundation Stage!”

”Master, thank you for your praise!”

True Leaf secretly thought that he did not have much luck, if not for the Golden Body Refinement Arts, he definitely would not have been able to pass the Building Foundation Stage.

But Ye Zhen did not say much.

”Although this trial is a great opportunity, it is also very dangerous. After all, this is not only our five great sect's trial, there are also the descendants of great figures from the Mighty Emperor Empire that came here to participate in the trial. We absolutely cannot let their guard down!”

He nodded.

That Chen Guodong didn't seem to be a disciple of any sect, and was definitely the son of a duke in the Mighty Emperor Empire. No wonder he was so rich, to actually possess two Spirit Treasures that could compare to Superior Grade Spiritual Tool just by looking at middle period of the Building Foundation Stage!

However, Ye Zhen was not afraid in the slightest, he already had the body of a Middle Grade Spiritual Tool. If he could obtain the Cold Ice Herb s from this trip into the small world, then he could directly advance to the late period of the Building Foundation Stage and become a Middle Grade Spiritual Tool.

Therefore, even if it was in danger, Ye Zhen would not give up.

Seeing Ye Zhen's resolute expression, Chen Qingluan was incomparably pleased. After encouraging him with a few words, Ye Zhen could finally have a good rest for the next two days!

Ye Zhen left and returned to his cave abode to train. Although he was unable to level up cultivation level, after training, he had become more proficient in the Black Gold Sword Art and was able to control it well.

Time flew, and one could not tell how much had passed in the mountains.

Finally, one morning, a heavy bell's sound rang out from within the Azure Sun Sect.

The sound echoed ten times in a row.

Ye Zhen slowly stood up, his eyes shining.

This was the assembly number for the small world of the trial.

Ye Zhen prepared calmly.

The Storage Bag was already filled with food. As for the weapon, Ye Zhen did not have the slightest bit of spirit artifact in his hands, but as a Middle Grade Spiritual Tool, unless it was a Superior Grade Spiritual Tool, other middle-ranked, low-ranked spirit artifacts would not be as easy to obtain as his own body.

Ye Zhen's face was filled with confidence as he walked out of the cave.

Outside the cave, a worried Mei Feir was already guarding the door. Her usual smile was also absent from Chen Chengcheng's face, replaced with an expression of concern.

”Feir, don't worry, it's not like you don't know my strength, there won't be any big problems!”

It was also comforting Mei Feir full of confidence.

Mei Feir recalled the battle between Chen Guodong and her violent rage and nodded.

”You have to come back!”

As Mei Feir said this, her face flushed red, but she still walked quickly a few steps to Ye Zhen's side.

”If you can come back, I'll give you a reward. Th-this is the reward for the advance …”

As she finished speaking, Mei Feir felt incomparably embarrassed, but she still tiptoed and pressed her pink lips to Ye Zhen's mouth, gently imprinting on it.