Chapter 951 Of course, it's a night talk by candlelight! (Third update)

Seeing the cheap cat's reaction, Yang Zhen's face flashed with a hint of surprise as he asked, "Do you recognize this thing?"

With the talent of Yang Zhen, he hadn't figured out what this was for quite some time, the terrifying imperial qi contained within was shocking, but that was all it was, just shocking. Yang Zhen didn't feel that the stone stele had any other function.

The others clearly didn't know what this Emperor Treasure was for either, looking at the cheap cat with puzzled faces.

The cheap cat clicked his tongue in wonder, but didn't answer Yang Zhen's question, instead shaking his head and saying, "Kid, why don't you just go ahead and start a sect?"

"What?"

Yang Zhen blinked, his eyes nearly popping out.

His minor accomplishments in the Dao were sufficient to start a sect?

Never mind whether he would mislead the disciples, but seeing such a young sect leader, others would be surprised if anyone were willing to join.