Yi Yun’s Reward

"Yes."

Yi Yun had returned to normal. His rapid heartbeat and stagnant breathing were naturally perceived by the green-shirted elder. But it was nothing weird, it was rare for a youth to appear composed in front of a Tai Ah Divine City Elder.

"To form Heaven's eyeball before thirteen years of age, you do indeed have exceeding talent in terms of perception!"

The green-shirted Elder praised Yi Yun. He had previously heard from the black-cloaked man that Yi Yun was talented at picking herbs. He had picked more than 200 dragon scale runes worth of herbs on his first day.

This perception was extraordinary.

"Thank you for Elder Jian Ge's appreciation," Yi Yun respectfully answered.

The green-shirted elder looked at Yi Yun with a meaningful glance. He guessed that Yi Yun must have had some special opportunity.