God’s Spiritual Eye

“It looks like Feng’er’s met some good fortune when going out this time.”

First Elder said with joy.

Yang Gan’s heart skipped a beat - the pressure from this junior martial brother of his was too great.

He originally thought that the biggest competitor within the Clan would be Bei Moi but Zhao Feng had jumped straight over Bei Moi and was closing in onto his position of Head disciple.

“Indeed, but it was also quite dangerous.”

Zhao Feng was still slightly scared.

Fortune usually existed with danger - this was something both First Elder and Yang Gan knew.

There was limitless number of people who had died in the chase for fortune.

Only those that were able to survive the danger were true geniuses.

Thinking up to here First Elder placed greater importance towards Zhao Feng.

The latter’s talent wasn’t high but had received the best Inheritance within the Floating Crest Palace.

The ten thousand year record of the Floating Crest Palace had been broken by him.

And now.