Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 829: Meeting the Youming Sect Master
"Damn, so proud?"
Zhang Bin was stunned. He tried again for half an hour, but still achieved nothing.
"I don’t have that much time to communicate with the soul; I have to be clever. Hehe, I’m a genius, a genius’s cultivation method can be different."
After a while of thinking, Zhang Bin’s face revealed a mischievous smile.
With a thought, he took out a piece of Strong Soul Grass and used a secret technique to crush it into a drop of juice.
Wrapped it with True Qi and slowly sent it to that window of the Moon Palace.
"Baby, good stuff is here, come and eat."
Zhang Bin shouted mentally.
This time it worked. That mass of soul moved and slowly floated up, coming to the window.
"Baby, catch."
Zhang Bin said with a wicked grin, then sent half a drop of liquid in.
The soul mass became excited, suddenly splitting open, devouring the potion.
An amazing thing happened.
The soul mass suddenly emitted a faint white light.
And in this space, it flew around excitedly at an incredible speed.
It looked like it was dancing with joy.
"Damn, is this really my spirit? Am I really so brazen?"
Zhang Bin was stunned.
After a while, the soul mass returned to its original appearance. However, Zhang Bin noticed that the soul mass had grown larger.
And it seemed heavier.
"Baby, you can’t keep doing this. You need to train hard. Listen to my command, grow bigger, shrink..."
Zhang Bin shouted mentally.
However, the soul mass still ignored him.
"Baby, if you behave, I’ll give you more good stuff to eat."
Zhang Bin said in a tempting tone, "Come on, grow bigger, shrink..."
This time it worked, and the soul mass started training hard as Zhang Bin instructed.
It suddenly expanded to a radius of over ten meters, then shrank to the size of a basketball, cycling non-stop.
"Hehehe... I knew it, I’m a genius. Others need a month to cultivate, I just need a little while."
Zhang Bin laughed oddly.
After a while, he indeed rewarded the soul mass with another half-drop of potion.
The soul mass was very happy and excited, and without Zhang Bin’s instructions, continued to train hard.
Perhaps it also realized the benefits of such training, feeling it could become stronger.
Then, Zhang Bin followed the same method, opened the window on the left temple, and his soul was also in a mass. However, his soul’s color was a faint black, like black smoke. He tempted it the same way, but used the Strong Soul Grass potion instead.
That night, he was busy communicating with his own soul until he mastered it completely.
Then he closed the window with a secret technique. He walked out of the cave mansion to the residence of Lord Specter.
As soon as they met, he said, "Lord Specter, I have a question. Among the disciples of our Youming Sect, has anyone crossed the Third-Level Heavenly Tribulation at the Golden Core Mid-Stage?"
"Yes, there was a disciple named Tun Tianhe who could easily cross the Third-Level Heavenly Tribulation at the mid-stage Golden Core Realm and eventually ascended to the Immortal Realm. He was one of our Youming Sect’s ancestors," Lord Specter said.
"Tun Tianhe? Such a genius like you, did he truly ascend to the Immortal Realm, or did he become a sacrificial ghost, dying a pitiful death? Or was it something else?" 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Zhang Bin muttered in his heart but said aloud, "Lord Specter, if we Youming Sect have such a disciple again, shouldn’t we give him a special reward?"
A blazing light shot from Lord Specter’s eyes, fixing onto Zhang Bin’s body, and it didn’t move away for a long time before he calmed down and said, "If there really is such a genius, we would surely give him a special reward. Could it be, you are such a genius?"
In the past, he could hardly believe Zhang Bin could be so talented, but after seeing Zhang Bin cross the Second-Level Heavenly Tribulation, unharmed, not even a strand of hair was singed, he realized Zhang Bin’s talent was terrifyingly excellent.
So he dared to speculate.
"Indeed, I am such a genius. Right now, I can easily cross the Third-Level Heavenly Tribulation,"
Zhang Bin said proudly, "I just want to know, what kind of reward can I expect?"
"Why don’t you state your requirements?"
Lord Specter was cunning. He didn’t make any commitments at all.
He was testing Zhang Bin’s bottom line.
"I want to marry a princess; that’s the first point. Is there a problem?"
Zhang Bin said wickedly without hesitation.
"List all your requirements, I need to consult the Sect Leader before I can answer you,"
Lord Specter said.
"Then take me to see the Sect Leader? I want to get his response in person."
Zhang Bin said.
"Are you really sure? You’re not lying to me? This is no joking matter," Lord Specter said seriously, "If something goes wrong, not only will you die miserably, but I will also be punished."
"Of course, it’s true. In the past, I crossed the Third-Level Heavenly Tribulation once..."
Zhang Bin then told the story of how he dealt with the Black Bell Assassin Organization, was captured by the Holy Mother of Black Bell, and crossed the Third-Level Heavenly Tribulation, ending by saying, "Now I am much stronger than I was back then, especially after cultivating the Hundred Tribulations Divine Skill, with significant improvement. My body can now withstand the Third-Level Thunderbolt. So, you can rest assured."
"Hehe... You indeed have endless potential. A genius not seen in a billion years," Lord Specter said excitedly, "I also know, you are handsome and charming. You can never lack beauties around you at any moment. Fine, I’ll take you to see the Sect Leader."
"Lord Specter knows me well, thank you."
Zhang Bin said gratefully.
But in his heart, he sneered, "How could you, such an idiot, truly understand me?"
Soon, Lord Specter took Zhang Bin to the most luxurious cave mansion.
Moreover, using a secret technique, he informed Lord Lingtian to come.
What puzzled Zhang Bin the most was that he indeed met the Sect Leader, but he only saw a coffin.
It was a bronze coffin, looking incredibly ancient.
Emitting a compelling spirituality and mysterious aura.
"This coffin seems to be an extremely powerful magical treasure, at least a high-grade magical artifact, possibly even a semi-spiritual treasure or an innate spiritual treasure." Zhang Bin’s eyes lit up with eager light, fixed on the bronze coffin, unable to move away.
"I have met the Sect Leader. I have important matters to report..."
Lord Specter bowed and saluted respectfully.
Zhang Bin and Lord Lingtian also saluted respectfully.
After a long while, a voice came from within the coffin, "Speak!"
The voice was chilling to the extreme, with an awe-inspiring aura and majesty.
However, the volume was not loud. If not listened to carefully, it couldn’t be heard at all.
It was as if the voice came from another space, ethereal and distant.
