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Chapter 174: What Do You Think of Me? What Do I Think of You?

Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

”You little b*stard, if you dare to destroy my magnificent and awe-inspiring image, I’ll beat you up!”

Lin Feng stared intently at the image in the halo above Xiao Budian’s head. In that halo, a completely new image appeared.

Inside the image, there was only a single person: Xiao Budian. He was sitting underneath a mountain, and he leaned quietly against the mountain, sound asleep.

Lin Feng searched everywhere but he could not find another living creature.

The little boy slept peacefully, his face a picture of bliss. It was if he was detached from the troubles of the world, and as long as he leaned against the peak nothing dangerous could possibly disturb him.

The mountain helped him support the nine heavens, the mountain helped him stand firm on the ground. The mountain shielded him from the wind and rain and the mountain guaranteed for him that all was well.

”Am...I the mountain?”

Lin Feng’s suddenly reached a new level of understanding. As he looked at the soundly asleep and gently snoring Xiao Budian, he felt a great sense of calm washing over him. ”You little b*stard...”

He steeled himself, and he could not help but smile as he shook his head. The halo above Xiao Budian’s head started to move and placed itself above Xiao Yan’s sleeping body.

Xiao Yan too projected images into the halo. One particular image flashed constantly inside the halo.

Lin Feng was interested in Xiao Yan’s perception of everyone too, however, he used his mana to feel for Xiao Yan’s spiritual altar and crucible.

”Xiao Budian had already formed five spiritual altars in his aura sea, perhaps there would be more in the future,” Lin Feng thought. ”What about Xiao Yan?”

Xiao Yan’s prodigious innate ability was not possessed by everyone. Xiao Yan had only one spiritual altar, and on top of it was a single first class crucible.

Lin Feng sighed, slightly disappointed. His Great Celestial Way of the Eight Trigrams was already extremely powerful. Those who could perfect it would likely establish a first class spiritual altar. That was already something prodigious.

The most powerful mantra of Man could be found in the two books of the Great Void Sect. Respectively, they were ”Mantra of the Great Oblivion” and the ”Yin Yang Mantra of the Void”. Those who cultivated these two ways would be guaranteed a second class spiritual altar at least. As to whether one could form a first class spiritual altar, it was contingent upon one’s own ability.

Other than the ”Heavenly Classic of the Way of the Tao”, the Great Celestial Way of the Eight Trigrams was already superior to all other mantras in the Foundation Establishment stage.

However, as for the supreme spiritual altar, that was something that could only be encountered rather than coveted. As for Lin Feng himself, he only created supreme spiritual altar due to a promotion in the system.

However, a talented individual like Xiao Yan could only produce a first class spiritual altar. Despite the fact that a golden elixir could also lead to one obtaining the best elixir, the purple elixir, Lin Feng felt that something was still not right.

As he thought about it, Lin Feng suddenly felt Xiao Yan’s crucible wiggle.

”Eh? What’s this?” Lin Feng dexterously noticed the abnormal movement in Xiao Yan’s crucible. Despite it being only a slight movement, Lin Feng became alert.

For one’s Tao foundation to be ready for the intense amount of effort required to reach the aurous core stage, one’s crucible must be firm and stable.

Xiao Yan’s crucible was not firm, and that made Lin Feng highly wary. He did not want anything to happen to his most senior disciple.

However, in Lin Feng’s heart, he cautiously hoped that Xiao Yan’s crucible possessed some unknowable secret or was unique in some way or another, just like how Xiao Budian managed to build five spiritual altars.

As a prodigy too, Xiao Yan must possess some extraordinary talent too right?

Once his aura entered Xiao Yan’s crucible, Lin Feng felt as if he had entered a purple world. Endless amount of purplish-blue flames engulfed the sky and the earth, burning all around him.

”F*ck me!” Lin Feng cursed silently. Xiao Yan’s crucible was not based solely on his powers, but also the Nefarious Spectral Primordial Fire from Nefarious Almighty Sword to form a fire crucible.