Chapter 1517 - Even the Person With the Worst Talent in the Evil Sky Pavilion Is a Venerable Master

Chapter 1517 Even the Person With the Worst Talent in the Evil Sky Pavilion Is a Venerable Master

As the only Great Saint in Great Han, Chen Fu had experienced countless things in his long years so his state of mind is extraordinary. His control over his emotions, unlike humans in the secular world, was also very good. Not many things could surprise him anymore. Even when faced with death and the arrival of the Great Void Emperor, he was able to remain calm. However, now, seeing Lu Zhou bathed in the Saint Light, he could not suppress the shock in his heart.

Since ancient times, there had never been a lack of talented cultivators. Chen Fu had seen many heaven-defying cultivators who managed to enter the Mystic Enlightening Realm and sprout five leaves in a day and entered the Thousand Realms Whirling stage in a year. However, this was the first time he had seen someone like Lu Zhou who could form a divine soul pearl in two hours.

In the end, Mingshi Yin could not help but fly out of the forest. He appeared near the circular platform, thinking to himself, ‘I want to see who dares to show off in Fragrant Valley!’

Mingshi Yin looked in the direction where the light shone the brightest and saw his master bathed in the light from the halo.

“Uh…” Mingshi Yin was briefly stunned. Following that, his expression turned to one of respect as he muttered, “No wonder. Only master alone is so glorious.”

On the high platform.

Lu Zhou put away the halo while the others had yet to recover from their shock.

Finally, Chen Fu said, “I’m truly a frog at the bottom of a well.”

Lu Zhou said tonelessly, “Humans’ knowledge is limited to begin with; their horizons are narrow. There’s no need to blame yourself for this.”

Chen Fu asked, puzzled, “Did you really follow the conventional method of forming the divine soul pearl?”

“Of course,” Lu Zhou said as he brought out the slip of paper that Chen Fu had given him before he tossed it to Yu Zhenghai, who was standing on the circular platform. Then, he said, “Pass this method to the others. You’ll all need it in the future.” Yu Zhenghai bowed and said, “Thank you, master.”

Little Yuan’er flew over from the distance and landed next to Yu Zhenghai. She said, “Eldest Senior Brother, give it to me, give it to me!” Chen Fu’s eyes fell on Little Yuan’er. He remembered her 20 Birth Charts and said, “I’m afraid this little girl’s talent is only second to Brother Lu. I really envy you.”

Chen Fu thought that if he had such a talented and most importantly, obedient disciple, he would not have any regrets even if his time was up. He glanced at his own disciples from the corners of his eyes whom he had carefully selected from all over Great Han. Each of them was a dragon among men, but why did they not look up-to-par now? He sighed inwardly, ‘As expected, all good children belong to other families.’

Lu Zhou shook his head. “You’re wrong. This disciple of mine is far more talented than I am.”

“Hm?”

Lu Zhou called out, “Yuan’er.”

“Master!” Little Yuan’er rushed over immediately. She bowed and said, “Greetings, Saint Chen.”

Chen Fu grinned, feeling his mood improve. He said, “There’s no need to be so polite.”

Lu Zhou asked, “How many years have you cultivated with me?”

Little Yuan’er scratched her head and said, “I can’t remember. It should be twenty years before we entered the ancient formation in the Unknown Land. Then, more than 100 years passed in the ancient formation…”

Chen Fu: “…”

‘More than 100 years in an ancient formation, and twenty years before that? If one didn’t count the years in the ancient formation, is this the kind of talent that should belong to a human?!’

Lu Zhou nodded and said, “Among my disciples, you’re the laziest. You have to work harder if you want to surpass your Second Senior Brother.”

Chen Fu frowned and asked, “There’s someone even better than her?”

“It’s not better, talent-wise. However, my second disciple is very diligent and good at cultivating. He knows how to use his time wisely. This girl is only good because of her talent. When it comes to being hard-working, she’s at the bottom in the Evil Sky Pavilion.”

Chen Fu coughed. He could not bear to listen anymore. He had once instilled a philosophy in his disciples: To succeed in cultivation, hard work accounted for 90% while talent only accounted for 10%.

Little Yuan’er said, aggrieved, “Master, I’ve been working very hard! Master, if you allow me, I’ll return and activate my 21st Birth Chart immediately! Since I’ve already fully opened my limit, the sooner I activate my Birth Charts, the better!”

‘Fully opened her limit?’ Chen Fu frowned slightly and asked solemnly, “You said you’ve completely opened your limit?”

Little Yuan’er nodded. “That’s right. Why?”

“Can I have a look?” Chen Fu asked.

“This…” Little Yuan’er glanced at her master. When she saw her master nodding, she let out an ‘oh’ before she brought her lotus.

36 Birth Chart zones were arranged neatly on the Birth Palace, and 20 of them shone dazzlingly. Chen Fu: “…”

‘Indeed. This is an inhuman talent who has completely unlocked the limit!’

“Brother Lu, this disciple of yours…” Chen Fu really wished he could be shameless and ask Lu Zhou for his disciple. Naturally, he knew this was impossible so he could only sigh.

‘A good disciple is always someone else’s disciple,’ Chen Fu lamented inwardly.

“Little girl, someone who manages to fully unlock their limit is one-in-a-million. Remember not to be impatient. The road of cultivation is long. You only lived 20 years and 100 years in the ancient formation. If it weren’t for your master, I’d find this hard to believe,” Chen Fu said.

“Oh.” Little Yuan’er nodded. “Thank you for your guidance, Saint Chen. I’ll try to be as slow as possible! I’ll open the next Birth Chart in a few days’ time then.” “???”

At this time, Lu Zhou said, “This girl has been recognized by the Great Abyss Land’s Pillar of Destruction so her cultivation speed will only be faster in the future.”

Chen Fu had almost forgotten about this. He nodded and said, “Alright. It seems like the Evil Sky Pavilion will have a Dao Saint soon.”

Upon hearing this, Little Yuan’er asked in confusion, “Shouldn’t it be a supreme being since I’ve fully unlocked my limit?”

Chen Fu shook his head and said, “Even if you’ve fully unlocked your limit, you’ll only be a Great Dao Saint with 26 Birth Charts. To become a supreme being requires luck and a high comprehension of the Dao. Naturally, you can ignore these if you have the Great Void Seed. For normal cultivators, becoming a supreme being is as difficult as ascending to heaven.”

“I have the Great Void Seed,” Little Yuan’er said.

Chen Fu was taken aback.

Lu Zhou nodded and waved his hand. “Alright, there’s nothing for you here. You may leave.” “Yes.” Little Yuan’er obediently left the high platform.

Then, Lu Zhou said, “It’s true that she has the Great Void Seed. That’s why I’ve never been worried about her cultivation.”

Chen Fu looked at Little Yuan’er and said in a grave tone, “You made the right choice coming to Fragrant Valley. If the Great Void finds out about her existence, they’ll do whatever it takes to obtain her.”

Lu Zhou nodded. “Fragrant Valley is indeed an excellent place.”

Chen Fu swept his gaze across the disciples of the Evil Sky Pavilion and asked, “Among the disciples of the Evil Sky Pavilion, who has the worst talent?”

Chen Fu switched to this topic in hopes of calming down after the series of shocking revelations.

Lu Zhou pointed at one of his disciples and said, “My third disciple, Duanmu Sheng.” “What’s his cultivation like?” Chen Fu asked

“Duanmu Sheng is the most hardworking among all my disciples. He cultivates the Divine One Technique, but his talent is quite poor and his progress is quite slow. His strength is rather weak, and his general strength should be that of a… Venerable Master,” Lu Zhou said very objectively.

Although Chen Fu was a Great Saint, he did not look down on Venerable Masters.

‘Even a Venerable Master has the worst talent in the Evil Sky Pavilion?’

At this moment, Chen Fu recalled Duanmu Sheng’s fight with his disciple and said, “That’s right. He’s a diabolical cultivator.”

Lu Zhou scoffed slightly and said, “It’s all human prejudice. Those labeled as diabolical cultivators are simply just those who don’t conform to what society thinks is right.”

“However, his body holds a large amount of corrosive energy, which is destructive,” Chen Fu said.

“All power is destructive. Is everyone a diabolical cultivator then?” Lu Zhou asked.

Chen Fu nodded upon hearing Lu Zhou’s words, clearly in agreement with Lu Zhou’s words. He said, “Very good! I like this. Everyone is a diabolic cultivator! Or, perhaps, there are no diabolic cultivators in this world. Like you said, it’s just a construct born from human prejudice!”