Wish

"Zhao Feng! This question has nothing to do with you! Master takes in geniuses because he loves them. Do you think that master has a purpose?" Nan Gongfan shouted with anger.

Zhao Feng's question made Bei Moi and Feng Hanyue scrunch their eyebrows too. Indeed, Zhao Feng's question wasn't a question regarding cultivation. Zhao Feng also realised that this question seemed to go off track.

"This is the first time that someone has asked me a question like this." Lord Guanjun's expression turned back to normal and he glanced at Zhao Feng.

At his level, he obviously wouldn't get angry over such a thing.

Master was indeed nice.

Nan Gongfan and the others let out a breath. Lord Guanjun didn't seem to get angry.

Through Zhao Feng's question, the others were all interested too. Feng Hanyue and Nan Gongfan were all smart, they knew that Lord Guanjun didn't go find geniuses just because he liked to, there was a purpose.

Lord Guanjun slowly stood up with his hands behind his back and sighed as he stared out into the sky.

Zhao Feng saw the change in helplessness, hate and expectations in Lord Guanjun's eyes as he sighed. It seemed that when he sighed, Lord Guanjun had experienced the four seasons of a year.

"These years, I have been finding and raising geniuses for a wish of mine. It is something that I can't do myself, I need to rely on the younger generation to do."

Lord Guanjun then scanned the faces of the youths present and then he looked at Bei Moi with expectations and hope.

A wish?

Something that Lord Guanjun can't even do?

The youths looked at each other, shocked. Everyone knew that Lord Guanjun had peak power in the Cloud Country. What was something that even he couldn't do?

"What is Lord Guanjun's wish?" Zhao Feng was even more and more curious.

He didn't believe that Lord Guanjun couldn't do something.

"You may all leave." Lord Guanjun sighed and signalled with his hand.

Then, he sat back down on his futon leaving just his core disciple Bei Moi behind.

"Master, I'll definitely complete your wish." Bei Moi promised.

"It's good that you have the heart. From today onwards, I'll teach you all my secret skills... " Lord Guanjun smiled.

Today, ten geniuses entered the Spiritual Martial Hall to test their potential. Without a doubt, Feng Hanyue's performance was indeed superb, but it was still incomparable to to Bei Moi.

.....

Outside the Spiritual Martial Hall.

The outer disciples of Lord Guanjun walked out together.

"Brother Zhao, you've got guts! How did you manage to ask a question like that? You need to understand that even martial masters of the ninth rank act humbly before Master." Nan Gongfan said in a disciplining tone.

"Thank you for telling me." Zhao Feng said.

He had just become an outer disciple of Lord Guanjun and although he didn't want to offend Nan Gongfan, he wouldn't take his orders. Zhao Feng's performance made Nan Gongfan unhappy but he couldn't go into a fit right now, so he remembered it in his heart.

It was Zhao Yufei who got some information out of Nan Gongfan's mouth.

Nan Gongfan said: "I need to warn you that Brother Bei Moi has superb talent. He's extremely arrogant and he doesn't allow others to beat him, so don't go challenging him."

Zhao Feng felt the same as he heard this. When he had beaten Bei Moi in memorising, the latter was unhappy.

"May I have Brother Nan how good is Bei Moi's talent for Master to take him in as a core disciple?" Feng Hanyue had unfairness in his voice.

Even though he was the top genius in the Sky Guards Battalion, he wasn't even close to becoming a core disciple.

"Haha, if you saw Bei Moi's potential back then, you wouldn't have said this." Nan Gongfan laugh had bitterness and jealousy in it.

"How many circles were condensed when it was Bei Moi's turn?" Zhao Yufei asked curiously.

They needed around five circles to become Lord Guanjun's outer disciple.

"At that time, my test result was five and a half circles... "

Nan Gongfan seemed to remember the scene three years ago when he entered the Spiritual Martial Hall with Bei Moi.

"Five and a half? That's more than us." The unfairness in Feng Hanyue's heart disappeared.

"However, compared with Brother Bei Moi's, mine was rubbish. His was... Eight and a half!" Nan Gongfan took in a deep breath as jealousy, helplessness, and unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

Eight and a half circles!

Feng Hanyue and Zhao Yufei were dazed. Zhao Feng's heart shook, eight and a half circles!

Bei Moi's talent was a monster. No wonder Lord Guanjun looked at Bei Moi so importantly. At this moment, the geniuses finally realised the difference between Bei Moi and them.

After leaving Spiritual Martial Hall Feng Hanyue, Zhao Yufei and Zhao Feng returned to the Sky Guards Battalion.

On the same day, they used their identities as disciples of Lord Guanjun to move into better accommodation in the Guanjun Palace.

"Congratulations to both of you for becoming Lord Guanjun's disciples. I hope that you won't forget me." Huang Qi said sourly with an admiring look.

At this moment, Huang Qi couldn't help but sigh. He remembered how he hadn't put the two in his eyes when they had first met, but now the two were far above him.

After the two packed their stuff, they went to visit Third Guard.

"Now that we're all under the same Master, you can come to me if you need any help." Third Guard gave a faint smile.

"Can I ask brother's name?" Zhao Feng didn't know Third Guard's true name.

"Being a Guanjun Corp, Third Guard is my name now." The overseer of the Sky Guards Battalion seemed as mysterious as ever.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei were slightly stunned and they left Third Guard after a while. After becoming a disciple of Lord Guanjun, the treatment they received was far better than most others within the Guanjun Palace.

On the same day.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei both moved into a building of their own. The building that Zhao Feng moved into had two Martial Artists as guards.

"Greeting, Young master Zhao!" The two guards bowed.

"Greeting, Master." Seven to eight servants stood there respectfully.

The building was three stories high and it had a small garden.

"The treatment here exceeds even what the Elders of the Zhao sect get."Zhao Feng clicked his tongue.

If this was half a year ago, he would never have imagined that Martial Artists would be his guards. Just being the disciple of Lord Guanjun, he got thirty thousand silver and some free resources.

After moving into his new house, Zhao Feng took a nice shower and he started to cultivate again. Returning Breath Technique was something that he never stopped training. After training, Returning Breath Technique for a bit, he then moved onto Silver Wall Technique. Silver Wall Technique was the only Holy martial art he had and it could increase his strength significantly.

Zhao Feng remembered what Lord Guanjun had said at daytime: "The point of the nine ranks of the Martial Path is to strengthen one's blood, bones and organs. The true purpose of Inner Strength isn't to kill but to strengthen one's body. On this point, many cultivators have gone on the wrong path."

It was easy to see that the true purpose of the martial path was to train one's body and foundation, which made Zhao Feng even more dedicated to training Silver Wall Technique.

Once the Silver Wall Technique reached the tenth level, his body would exceed the limits of mortals and he won't even need to worry about the power released when trying to reach the Holy martial path.

For the next few days, Zhao Feng focused on Silver Wall Technique , Returning Breath Technique and other skills such as Star Finger and Smoking Transparent Step. But the progress of Silver Wall Technique was just too slow after it broke through to the sixth rank.

Not only that, Body Strengthening Techniques needed time and effort to slowly build up.

"Resources can speed up the progress of body strengthening techniques." Zhao Feng thought.

He organised his items and he found that there was four hundred thousand silver in his pockets.

Hm? That's heaps!

Zhao Feng stood dazed for a second before remembering that all these items came from the bandits he slew, especially the seventh rank one. That person alone gave him two hundred to three hundred thousand silver.

Exchanging in Province City

Zhao Feng suppressed his excitement as held his hundred of thousands of silver and left his building. He had never dreamed of having so much money before. Back at the Zhao sect, his allowance was only twenty silver per month.

"I can probably buy many resources to help my Silver Wall Technique... " Zhao Feng thought.

Soon, he walked out of the Guanjun Palace, somewhere where he hadn't been before. The size of the Province City far exceeded Sun Feather City. Cultivators and carriages could be seen everywhere.

Zhao Feng didn't even need to ask directions of the market, he went with the flow and arrived there. Hundreds of metres away, he saw a shop with the sign 'Medicine Pavilion' on it.

"The power behind Medicine Pavilion is indeed strong. They even have a shop in the Province City." Zhao Feng's eyes lit up with joy.

He had gone to the Medicine Pavilion a few times back in Sun Feather City and he knew the quality of goods they had there were high.

"Three Forest Moonlight Grass... Precious Snow Jade Marrow... Bone Connecting Pilll... Final Seven Poisonous Snake Guts... " Zhao Feng was dizzy just by looking at the variety of items.

Shua! Shua!

Zhao Feng opened his left eye and he scanned all the items. In an instant, he had memorised all the names, appearances and descriptions.

The thousands of pills, medicines and resources would take a Martial Learner years to memorise, but Zhao Feng only used a few breaths to seal them into his mind.

He then closed his eyes and scanned through the items in his head to try to find what he needed.

"Is there anything you need?" A martial learner came over and said respectfully.

He had sensed that Zhao Feng's aura was much stronger than the others.

"En."

Zhao Feng soon said: "Three packs of Bone Strengthening Powder, Three Blood Condensing Body Strengthening Pills, Three Chi Storage Pills and one Sun Gathering Pill."

He immediately called out four items.

The martial learner trembling asked: "Are... are you sure you want these?"

"Bone Strengthening powder, one of the best resources to help body strengthening techniques costs around thirty-nine thousand silver per pack!" A nearby cultivator exclaimed.

Zhao Feng had asked for three at once.

"Little friend are you sure you're not kidding?" A middle aged pill master walked over and released his sixth rank aura.

"Mao Pill Master!" The nearby pill makers and learners looked at him respectfully.

Immediately, the situation here caused the attention of many others.

"Kidding? I don't have such a habit." Zhao Feng smiled faintly.

Mao Pill Master walked over and calmly said: "Friend, these precious items add up to a total of forty thousand silver. Are you sure you can afford it?"

It was obvious that Mao Pill Master didn't believe that Zhao Feng had that much silver.

Forty thousand silver!

The nearby customers took in cold breaths and sighed. They wouldn't have thought that the few items a fourteen year old youth called out would cost forty thousand silver.

"Yes." Zhao Feng stared back at the pill master.

Hmph!

Anger appeared on Mao Pill Master's face because if Zhao Feng was actually buying it, the high level of the Medicine Pavilion would appear.

Although Mao Pill Master didn't shout, his sixth rank aura expanded.

"Do you think that I don't have the right to do so?" Zhao Feng said coldly as a chaotic Inner Strength was released from him.

Instantly, the air seemed to freeze and the customers nearby had a feeling of being suffocated. Mao Pill Master stiffened and he felt that his Inner Strength had been suppressed. Luckily, the aura lasted for only a second before fading away.

Apart from the nearby seven to eight people, no one else felt it.

"What's going on?"

A pill learner didn't even know what had happened.

Cold sweat appeared on Mao Pill Masters back: "Please follow me to the second floor."

According to the rules of Medicine Pavilion, if twenty thousand silver's worth of goods were to be exchanged, they had to go to the second floor.

The change in attitude by Mao Pill Master made some people curious, but there were a few that had felt the powerful aura that came and disappeared in an instant.

"Martial... Martial master... " A cultivator of the fifth rank mumbled bitterly to himself.

But because his voice was too soft, no one else heard him. Those that knew the truth felt shocked, as if they had lost their souls. Mao Pill Master looked deeply at Zhao Feng then raised his hand. He had never seen such a young Martial Master before. Once one became a martial master, they would be looked up in awe by martial learners and martial artists.

Martial Masters weren't just symbols of power, they were symbols of status as well. But this youth of only fourteen years old had already reached this level!

"No need, I'm busy. Just trade here." Zhao Feng shook his head.

This immediately made Mao Pill Master slightly awkward, but he couldn't go against it, so he had to exchange right here.

"Bone Strengthening Powder, thirty nine thousand a pack, three packs = 117 thousand; Blood Condensing Pills one pill 32 thousand silver, three pilver 96 thousand silver; Chi Storage Pills one pill 44 thousand silver, two pills 88 thousand silver; Sun Gathering pill 80 eighty thousand silver each.... It all comes to a total of three hundred and eighty one silver!" Mao Pill Master announced.

Three hundred and eighty one thousand silver!

The nearby customers took in cold breaths. One had to know that one whole deadly beast was only worth thirty thousand silver and they had to risk their lives and go into the depths of the Sky Cloud Forest to do so.

Even Martial Masters wouldn't dare to enter the depths of of the Sky Cloud Forest.

"Here's the silver." Zhao Feng took a thick pile of silver out and put it on top of the bench.

"The number's correct."

Mao Pill Master could confirm if it was legal tender or not by looking if there was a stamp of the thirteen country pact. The thirteen country pact included the Cloud Country and the Maple fire country.

This pact was also called the Sky Cloud Thirteen Country pact and they all used the same currencies for easier trading.

Soon, Mao Pill Master and two others went to grab what Zhao Feng wanted.

"Bone Strengthening Powder x 3 packs, Blood Condensing Pills x 3, Chi Storage Pills x 2, Sun Gathering Pill x 1" Zhao Feng confirmed nothing was wrong.

"This youth can take out such a wad of cash."

The eyes of a few cultivators in the Medicine Pavilion twinkled. Two of them even followed him with dim faces. They didn't know Zhao Feng's true cultivation.

"Mao Pill Master, that customer... " A pill learner saw that something was wrong.

"The customer's safety outside of the Medicine Pavilion has nothing to do with us. Apart from that, this customer's cultivation and background... "

Mao Pill Master didn't worry for Zhao Feng. A fourteen year old Martial Master must have a strong background.

As soon as Zhao Feng walked out of the pavilion, he sensed two people following him. He gave a cold laugh, but he didn't bother with them.

Being the disciple of Lord Guanjun, he could do almost anything he liked in the Guanjun Province because his master was the overlord here.

"Young master."

As soon as Zhao Feng entered the Guanjun Palace, the head guard of the sixth rank came over and greeted him. Eight martial artists including the head guard stood respectfully.

Maybe the normal guards weren't aware of Zhao Feng's background, but the head guard had some connections and he knew Zhao Feng's identity.

"Guanjun Palace!" The two following behind him jumped.

Teng! Teng!

Their footsteps immediately stopped. They went into even more despair when they saw the head guard greet Zhao Feng respectfully...

Guanjun Palace.

This gigantic city controlled twelve other cities and those that could be called Young Master must have connections with "that person"...

Thinking up to here, cold sweat appeared on the two martial artists. Just a step further, and they would've been in hell!