Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

0Seeing that Ye Feng did not mind, the corner of Master Dong's mouth raised into a smile, but suddenly thought of something, and his eyebrows sank: "Last time, this old man promised you that I would help you get an Inscription Master status, and now, my qualifications are almost up. As long as I complete the last step, I can obtain the exclusive robe for Inscription Masters, and since you are already here, you should follow this old man to the Western Tang Inscription Council."    

    

Ye Feng said: "If you make it difficult for Master, I don't care if I have the qualifications."    

    

"Don't say that." The Master Dong waved his hand and stood up. "The Martial House is not a good place, especially for disciples like you who come from a small county. Life will be very difficult for you. "Yuantu, take Jing Er to arrange some lodging."    

    

"..."    

    

The Inscription Master Guild was an extremely large tower, so tall that it stretched as far as the eye could see. As it disappeared into the clouds, it was clear that this was the most important building in a powerful country.    

    

From this, it could be seen just how powerful the Labor Union of Inscription Master was. No wonder it could become one of the strongest super forces within the Luo'ann City.    

    

As for the inscription masters that were rarely seen in the Heavenly Essence Country, as soon as they entered the several dozen miles of area covered by the trade union tower, the number of orange robed inscription masters increased. Of course, although there were many orange robed inscription masters, there were still very few yellow robed Inscription Master like Master Dong.    

    

So when Master Dong brought Ye Feng along on their way, the people by the side of the road all bowed in respect.    

    

"There's no need to be surprised. The elites of over 30 inscriptions branches under the rule of a powerful country have finally gathered. There are naturally many inscription masters." Seeing Ye Feng's surprised expression along the way, the Master Dong explained.    

    

"There will be a total of 1300 inscription masters in the headquarters and no less than 10 Inscription Master s. When we enter the Inscription Tower later, don't make too much of a fuss."    

    

"There are more than ten Inscription Master s?" Ye Feng was shocked.    

    

"Of course, an inscription master is a general title. Below are many other branches, such as refining pills, alchemy, array formations, beast taming, and so on. Basically, each branch will have one or two masters overseeing it, as well as the president and vice president. "Although there are a lot of masters here, there's only one master level expert …"    

    

Master Dong said as he played with his beard.    

    

His expression revealed a hint of yearning, evidently, he was also very much looking forward to the Inscription Grandmaster realm.    

    

The two of them continued to walk towards the Inscription Tower which reached into the clouds.    

    

Ye Feng saw many youths wearing the lowest grade scarlet long robes. Some of them were filled with worry, while some of them were brimming with energy and vitality.    

    

"What are they doing?" Ye Feng asked.    

    

"Oh, today is the day of the inscription master examination. Every three months, there will be an inscription master examination, and only those with the status of an inscription apprentice can apply for it. But, every time, there are only a few who can pass, and basically not more than five of the hundred applicants can successfully advance." It's not easy for an ordinary person to get an orange robe … "    

    

With that, Master Dong looked at Ye Feng strangely.    

    

This brat had just told him that it didn't matter if he was an inscription master or not …    

    

Ye Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.    

    

"Besides representing the status, the orange robe has a strange effect …" Speaking to here, the Master Dong kept him in suspense.    

    

Ye Feng asked: "What effect does it have?"    

    

"An orange robe is made from the fur of a Hidden Cloud Beast. Not only is it warm in the winter but it also hides your cultivation level unless your opponent surpasses you by a lot. Otherwise, he will not be able to find out about your true cultivation level."    

    

"Of course, as long as you wear an orange robe, ordinary people would not choose to be your enemy. There are even many powers who are willing to befriend you and rope you in as a guest elder. "Kid, how about you consider following this old man in cultivating the inscription technique?" Master Dong smiled as he repeated the old saying.    

    

"Eh …" Master, look, another yellow-robed master appeared over there … "    

    

Ye Feng immediately changed the topic, pointed ahead and said.    

    

When the Master Dong turned around and saw the appearance of the yellow-robed figure, his expression immediately became uglier by quite a bit. At the same time, that person also noticed the existence of the Master Dong and walked towards them.    

    

"Haha …" Am I seeing things? Isn't this Old Dong? "    

    

Before he could get close, his voice was heard a step ahead of him.    

    

It was a middle-aged man who looked to be around forty to fifty years old. He had a grand appearance with deep black gold eyes, similarly dressed in yellow robes, but on his body, he exuded an extremely domineering aura, possessing an irresistible charm. It was just that this person's lips were slightly thin, giving Ye Feng a feeling of being ungrateful.    

    

Behind this middle-aged man, there was a young man dressed in an elegant, embroidered gown. He was around the same age as Ye Feng, and his face was filled with arrogance, his eyes had only briefly swept across Ye Feng's face before completely ignoring him, as if he had always been high up in the sky.    

    

"Prince Mo, long time no see." Seeing that the luxurious middle-aged man had walked up to chat with them, Master Dong's face did not look good at all.    

    

This person is the formation master master of the Inscription Council, Mo Xiao. He also has the identity of the Emperor, and is the younger brother of the Emperor. He is bestowed the title of Prince with a very high position.    

    

And because of his status as a prince, Master Dong had no choice but to back off.    

    

"Haha, Old Dong. I heard that a while ago you personally went to the Subordinate Counties to choose disciples. How was it? Hehe, geniuses like Yixiao do not exist often. " Prince Mo's words were filled with sarcasm.    

    

Master Dong looked at Ye Feng helplessly and laughed.    

    

There was a genius, but this genius wasn't willing to follow him and practice inscription techniques, so what could he do?    

    

Seeing Master Dong looking at Ye Feng, Prince Mo's attention immediately fell on Ye Feng, and said loudly: "Could it be that this is the person you chose? Tsk tsk, you haven't even reached the Innate Realm? Eh, this Martial Vein … Haha, Old Dong, aren't you joking? Two Martial Vein, you actually picked such a trash as your disciple? "    

    

"Just like master, just like disciple …" Just then, the arrogant youth behind Prince Mo spoke out.    

    

The moment he said it, it did not stop until he shocked everyone. With a group mockery, he stomped over all of the Master Dong and Ye Feng.    

    

This meaning clearly meant that Master Dong was also a piece of trash.    

    

"If you dare say another word, I'll cripple you!" Ye Feng said coldly.    

    

A yellow-robed Great Master had called him a trash, so Ye Feng could let this go, but how could Ye Feng endure for this brat, who had yet to grow all of his hairs, actually mocked the Master Dong?