"It's alright!"
"Bang~ Crackle~ Bang!~"
As Ye Feng's words finished, he shifted his body and stepped through the floor, falling to the level below...
"What the heck..."
Ye Feng looked up at the large hole in the ceiling and at Xiao Xiao, who was looking down at him with a speechless expression. He felt a wave of frustration.
...
For the next few days, Ye Feng didn't leave his room because he couldn't control his strength as he used to. If he went out, he would easily cause trouble.
...
One noon,
In Tingfang Garden, the room Ye Feng rented,
"Speaking of which, Ye Feng, your arcane energy cultivation is really strange... Your arcane energy is clearly water-attributed, but you can absorb arcane energy from ice-attributed arcane origin stones without any discomfort..."
Shen Botian looked at Ye Feng not far away, his expression quite surprised.
"I'm not too sure what's going on."
Speaking of this, Ye Feng was also puzzled.
Logically, cultivators needed to absorb arcane energy that matched their own attribute, or use arcane origin stones without specific attributes. Otherwise, it would be counterproductive, impossible to cultivate, or even lead to very serious consequences...
For example, fire-attributed arcane energy cultivators could not absorb ice-attributed energy. Otherwise, at best, their power would be reduced, and at worst, it would cause a violent conflict of arcane energy within their bodies, leading to a fatal outcome on the spot...
But Ye Feng didn't seem to be among them... All along, he had absorbed arcane origin stones of several different arcane energy attributes... and he hadn't felt anything unusual... Arcane origin stones of attributes and ordinary arcane origin stones without specific attributes were the same to him...
"My arcane energy... seems quite special."
Ye Feng muttered, and the last ice-attributed arcane origin stone in his hand had its final trace of arcane energy absorbed by him.
...
In the evening,
A hurried figure ran into Tingfang Garden. It was Jiang Sishan.
"Ye Feng, are you injured?"
As soon as Jiang Sishan entered, he asked Ye Feng with great concern, his tone very anxious.
"Uh, not really."
After speaking, Ye Feng, who was lying lazily on the balcony, got up and walked slowly towards Jiang Sishan.
"Oh, that's good."
Hearing this, Jiang Sishan breathed a sigh of relief.
He hadn't seen Ye Feng for several days. He learned from Xiao Xiao that Ye Feng seemed to be injured and hadn't left his room, so he rushed over in a hurry...
"Sishan, have some tea!"
"Crack!"
Ye Feng had just poured a cup of Tieguanyin for Jiang Sishan and was bringing it to him when the teacup cracked midway... Green tea slowly seeped out...
"Damn it... here we go again..."
Ye Feng was speechless. He had tried his best to control it just now...
"It's fine, I'll pour it myself."
Seeing this, Jiang Sishan immediately stepped forward, poured himself a cup, and drank it in one gulp.
"Sishan, have the results of the third round of selection come out yet?"
As he spoke, Ye Feng poured another cup of tea for Jiang Sishan.
"Not yet!"
Jiang Sishan shook his head slightly. "I heard that the people who enter the fourth round, which is the final round, are decided by the city lord himself. And unlike the previous two rounds, it will eliminate a lot of people, so it will take longer!"
"Is that so?"
Ye Feng frowned slightly.
"By the way, Ye Feng, lately Hua Xin, for some reason, has been staying in his Golden Pavilion, inspecting it inside and out, and even digging himself. Please try to keep Miss Xiao Xiao and the others away from that area!"
After a pause, Jiang Sishan spoke again.
"Inspecting? Digging?"
Ye Feng was somewhat puzzled.
"Yes!"
Jiang Sishan nodded. "This Hua Xin attaches great importance to the Golden Pavilion and doesn't let anyone easily enter. He wanders around there when he's free, and he's been doing this for over twenty years..."
"Recently, Hua Xin has been inspecting the Golden Pavilion even more frequently... and has personally dug in many parts of the Golden Pavilion, seemingly looking for something..."
"This is very strange, after all, after more than twenty years, he should know every corner of the Golden Pavilion by heart..."
Jiang Sishan spoke to Ye Feng quickly.
"Looking for something..."
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He guessed that Hua Xin was looking for clues to the treasure left by the Flame Ranger. Hua Xin might know that the treasure was related to the Golden Pavilion... But the secret left by the Flame Ranger in the Golden Pavilion was difficult to decipher, and he had only understood it by chance...
...
While Ye Feng and Jiang Sishan were chatting happily, in Lin Basen's wooden building, Hua Xin and Lin Basen, both among the Five Great Arcanists, were arguing fiercely.
"Yo yo, isn't this the esteemed Young Master Hua? What's with the injury?"
The speaker was a white-haired old man with a greenish complexion and several centipede-like scars on his face. It was Lin Basen.
At this moment, Lin Basen was cocking his mouth and looking mockingly at an old man, Hua Xin, who was wearing a colorful long robe, had a fair face, and yellow hair at his temples.
"Don't ta..."
"I told you, so what!"
...
"Hey hey, both of you, quiet down and listen to me for a moment!"
Just as Hua Xin and Lin Basen were on the verge of a fight, a somewhat gloomy voice rang out.
Then, a figure flashed and instantly appeared in the room where Hua Xin and Lin Basen were. It was Tu Xia, with a chubby face but a body so thin it was almost skin and bones.
"Yo ho, isn't this Tu Xia who successfully lost weight in the ancient ruins?"
"Who do you think you are to tell us?"
Lin Basen and Hua Xin looked at Tu Xia, each speaking a sentence.
Hearing Lin Basen and Hua Xin's words, Tu Xia's expression turned cold, and the muscles in his face visibly twitched, but he quickly regained his composure.
"I'm not here to argue with you two today, but to give you a great gift!"
Tu Xia glanced at Hua Xin and Lin Basen and said with a smile.
...