"Gray-robed Spirit World Master? I've never taken the gray-robe examination. That's not something just any Spirit World Master can participate in, and besides, the gray robe is the highest honor a Spirit World Master can achieve—how could anyone sell it?" Zhuge Liuyun shook his head.
"But what if someone wanted to sell one? If someone had an extra gray robe and wanted to offload it, what kind of price could they get?" Chu Feng was very curious, because he happened to have just such a gray robe in his possession.
"That's hard to say. After all, the gray robe doesn't have much practical use for ordinary people. Even if someone were to buy it, it would have to be a Spirit World Master."
"However, judging by the difficulty of the gray-robe examination, it would make more sense to price the gray robe in Mystic Pearls. Something like a thousand Mystic Pearls," Zhuge Liuyun said.
"A thousand Mystic Pearls!!!" Chu Feng was ecstatic—that was an absolutely astronomical number.
If one Mystic Pearl was equivalent to a thousand Origin Pearls, then a thousand Mystic Pearls would equal one million Origin Pearls. One million Origin Pearls!
No matter how gluttonous the Divine Thunder inside him was, that would be more than enough to keep it fed for quite some time. Who knew how far his cultivation would advance after consuming a million Origin Pearls.
"A thousand Mystic Pearls—that's no small sum. Take your Master for example. The one thousand Origin Pearls I've prepared for you right now represent my entire fortune."
"A thousand Mystic Pearls, heh—any Spirit World Master who could produce that kind of money probably wouldn't deign to buy a gray robe. They'd rely on their own strength to earn one, because they should have the ability to do so."
Just as Chu Feng was lost in fantasy, scheming about how to sell off the gray robe, Zhuge Liuyun threw a bucket of cold water over his head.
But thinking about it more carefully, the old man had a point. A thousand Mystic Pearls truly was an astronomical sum—for anyone, for that matter. A person who possessed that kind of wealth either had an extraordinary background or exceptional strength.
And the more Chu Feng came to understand the true value of the gray robe, the more he realized just how remarkable that purple-clad girl really was. To have earned the title of gray-robed Spirit World Master at such a young age—that spoke volumes about her abilities.
If she hadn't shown up that day, relying solely on Chu Feng's meager barrier techniques, he probably never would have been able to unleash the Bai Hu Attack Art, that peerless secret technique.
"Then, Master—after passing the first trial, is there a second trial?" Chu Feng asked.
"That's right, there is a second trial. Passing it not only earns you the white-robed Spirit World Master robe for free, but also comes with a certain reward."
"However, that's not something just anyone can pass. Your Master, back in his day, failed at that very second trial." Zhuge Liuyun shook his head.
"Oh? I'm not seeing things, am I? That looks like Zhuge Liuyun!" Just then, a strange voice suddenly rang out.
Turning to look, they saw a short, white-robed old man hobbling toward them—and it turned out he was a cripple, limping as he walked.
Trailing behind the lame old man was a young man, older than Chu Feng, perhaps around seventeen. His face was filled with arrogance, and the way he looked at Chu Feng was dripping with disdain, as though he had somehow grown a few extra legs compared to everyone else.
"So it's the Seven Star Elder. It's been quite a while," Zhuge Liuyun said, his expression souring upon seeing the lame old man.
"Haha, so it really is you, old Zhuge! I heard you went to the Azure Dragon Sect to serve as a guest elder?" the Seven Star Elder taunted with a grin.
Zhuge Liuyun gave a tacit smile in reply, but the Seven Star Elder only grew bolder, raising his voice: