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The Heavenly Fragrance Tower stood tall with six floors, and upon the entry of Meng Yu and Sun Bodang, numerous other guests poured in.

Everyone was eager to witness the prowess of the child of a True God Transforming Master, and the prospect of forming ties with a Divinity Transformation was tantalizing indeed.

A True God Transforming Master represented one of the pinnacles of existence within the Cultivation World, rarely seen by most, yet surrounded by their legendary stories.

Many Golden Core disciples went their entire lives without laying eyes on a Divinity Transformation, and even some Nascent Soul Masters likewise.

When Meng Yu appeared in Sleepless City, the entire northwestern region stirred to life, with countless Foundation Establishment and Golden Core practitioners flocking to catch a glimpse of Meng Yu and learn something new.

"Empty lectures may fill a thousand volumes, but a single word can transmit wisdom." Is it that Sun Bodang lacks Divine Skill Secret Manuals? Could it be that the Dragon Clan is short of Cultivation Techniques for him to continue his training?

The Dragon Clan is desperate for him to reach Nascent Soul, to see the Golden Cores within their Dragon Balls achieve Nascent Soul, but the problem is that each individual is vastly different. Predecessors' experiences and Secret Manuals could fill a room, and he must find one path among countless that suits him—yet the path he feels is right may, after centuries, turn out to be a mistake or that there may be better ones.

Unless someone is willing to give him a hint.

Like now, when Meng Yu has given him such a hint.

As a Golden Core practitioner, Sun Bodang's body trembled, while the guests around them widened their eyes, fixated on the thread of fire in Meng Yu's palm that was both clear and pure.

Within it lay the essence of the Way!

"Old Sun, I have a lantern here,"

Several guests, pulling lantern-shaped Magical Treasures from their Storage Bags, did not toss them over but instead approached courteously, step by step, placing them before Meng Yu.

They cast longing, desperate glances at the Sun Strike in Meng Yu's hand.

When did the explosive, brilliant, and searing Sun Strike become like this?

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And Meng Yu, he was still at the Foundation Establishment Stage?

"Old Sun, your Divine Dragon Flame technique is well cultivated, and I too have some understanding of the Art of Flames. Take this lantern as a gift. Reflect on it when you have time; it should inspire you," Meng Yu said.

A variety of items lay before Meng Yu, including lampstands and candlesticks made of substances like red gold and profound copper, yet this time he chose a white jade bowl.

One Golden Core practitioner, lacking a lampstand but thinking it could still suffice, had presented it; now, it perfectly suited the Sun Strike.

Stone beneath fire.

A bottle of Spiritual Wine on the table was poured into the white jade bowl.

Water contains fire.

Then, with a flip of his palm, Meng Yu let the Sun Strike descend into it.

Fire descends from heaven.

In the white jade bowl, the gently burning flame, low and secluded, cast a soothing azure glow that dazzled everyone's eyes.

"Old Sun, thanks for your hospitality. This flame will last for seven days. I hope you gain some insight,"

What Sun Bodang might realize, Meng Yu wasn't sure—that was something Mirror Twelve had mentioned.

Mirror Twelve adhered to the rules, never raising his voice or preaching to Meng Yu. Upon reaching Old Immortal Gate, he assumed the role of an ordinary, everyday grandfatherly figure—you ask, he answers; you need help, he extends a hand.

Like the strand of Sun Strike given to Sun Bodang. When Meng Yu asked Mirror Twelve what they could do to aid Sun Bodang, Mirror Twelve suggested two options. Then, it was Meng Yu who decided—Meng Yu decided, Mirror Twelve merely responded.

Thus, with Mirror Twelve's assistance, Meng Yu wielded a thread of Great Solar True Fire.

"Thank you."

Deeply inhaling, Sun Bodang bowed profoundly to Meng Yu, then carefully cradled the white jade bowl in his hands, guarding it close to his chest.

At that moment, the Heavenly Fragrance Tower was cloaked in silence, all eyes riveted on the delicate figure of the young man.

The Foundation Establishment remained the same, but everyone's gaze had changed.

Initially, when it was heard he had come alone to Sleepless City, many thought him naive, but now, observing Sun Bodang's demeanor... When one can guide a Golden Core to conviction, one can indeed be regarded as a Golden Core Master.

Wandering as a youth, challenging the world with a sword. Not a Golden Core, yet fearless.

Some recalled the prodigies of the Holy Lands, the True Seeds slashing through Qi Cultivation, Foundation Establishment destroying Golden Cores, stories of geniuses who never followed the rules, making earth-shattering moves in their youth.

This time, Meng Yu had passed through the Eternal Night Palace.

All eyes shifted to a woman shrouded in the mists of darkness not far off.

In the Marketplace, two Golden Cores, a man and a woman, the latter having found a seat shortly after the banquet began.

"Very impressive, this Great Solar True Fire. A Foundation Establishment possessing such skill, it amazes even a Golden Core Master like me," came the clear voice, as the beautiful True Sage Guo maintained her composure, a person in charge of the Marketplace, always ready for a challenge.

"Young Master Meng, I have a lantern as well," Guo Sangyu approached.

"You have a lantern?"

Meng Yu looked at the Golden Core Master before him with a smile that was not quite a smile, as if beholding a painting.

The beautiful Golden Core of the Eternal Night Palace, though veiled in dark mists, radiated a unique beauty with a faint, cold luminescence, especially her eyes—dark as the night sky, deep, and delicate, as if piercing through everything.

This is because of the cultivation technique of the Eternal Night Palace; they cultivate the Great Black Sun Heaven. Darkness is their best ally. When they battle others, techniques like shadow killing amidst blocked light are merely their most basic operations. They have many inconceivable methods that make them extremely difficult to deal with.

"Yes,"

Guo Jindan, smiling, stepped forward leisurely, stretching out her hand.

This was a show of power. A Golden Core nearing a Foundation Establishment cultivator was like a knife to the throat, making them squirm uncomfortably.

Her hand was crystal clear like jade, with black mist swirling around it. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to hide a black hole within, where no light could escape, and the utmost darkness altered everything, as if absorbing all the surrounding light.

The Black Sun Hand, Guo Jindan's trademark move, famed for eclipsing the sky and forming a dark prison that could change everything.

Her smiling gesture was an intimidation to Meng Yu.

Your Great Solar True Fire is powerful, isn't it? Come on, put one on my hand.

She knew quality when she saw it and could tell that the flame Meng Yu summoned was formidable, so clean and pure, its quality no less than any Golden Core Master's flame. Yet, Guo Jindan stood up to prove that the Eternal Night Palace was not afraid of True God Transforming Masters—ah, no, Meng Yu.

At 327 years old, with her profound cultivation, could Meng Yu's high-quality Great Solar True Fire extinguish her ocean-like accumulation of Spiritual Energy?

She was a Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator, whereas Meng Yu was merely at the sixth layer of Foundation Establishment…

With a gentle yet stern smile, her eyes inadvertently swept across Sun Bodang's white jade bowl on the table.

Sun Bodang hadn't left, but instead stayed at the scene, with the white jade bowl placed on the table. All the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators present were observing the strand of Great Solar True Fire with their Divine Sense.

The only feeling those who sensed this strand of Sun Strike had was that it was overwhelmingly beautiful.

As beautiful as a work of art, so mesmerizing that it intoxicated the viewer.

It lacked any of the aggression, heat, or terror typical of the Great Solar True Fire. Instead, it was as gentle as the girl next door.

Even True Sage Guo had a flash of insight. Meng Yu's Great Solar True Fire was the polar opposite of her Black Sun Heaven divine technique. Placing this wisp of light in her palm, if her Black Heaven Scripture withstood the test, she could gain many insights.

All eyes were fixed on the two, anticipating the confrontation between the youthful man and the older Golden Core woman. Many even believed Meng Yu could make True Sage Guo Sangyu suffer a small loss.

In the legends of the Western Wastes, Meng Yu was known for summoning Fire Crows or the Three-legged Golden Crow.

"No, I don't kill women,"

Unexpectedly, Meng Yu didn't make a move. Instead, he stood up with a smile and walked past True Sage Guo.

His reason was absurd, his tone disdainful, his action an avoidance of conflict, and his excuse for cowardice laughable.

It was just like in Sleepless City when he slipped away silently but with the most ferocious attitude and now, he was avoiding combat again.

He walked past True Sage Guo without any guard up, leaving a huge opening in his defense.

The distance between the two was so close, they could even smell each other.

At that moment, True Sage Guo was completely confident she could crush this little bug!

When has a Foundation Establishment cultivator dared to provoke a Golden Core like this?

However, all she did was clench her fist tightly and watched Meng Yu walk down the stairs, step by step.

The Eternal Night Palace could kill Meng Yu in secret, but in such a public venue, an ambush from her would merely be laughable. There were more than one or two Golden Cores watching the scene. Many eyes were upon them.

"That's it?"

Suddenly, she scoffed and addressed Meng Yu.

"Hmm, I don't kill women in the Western Wastes either. For example, when opposing the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, I'd just ask those pretty sisters three questions."

"Which three?"

"Are you married? Did you get married? Are you single?"

Meng Yu walked downstairs step by step. Only then did everyone realize Hua Miaochai was still sitting properly on the top floor, watching Meng Yu and True Sage Guo brush past each other, watching Meng Yu descend alone.

"What courage,"

someone said.

"What's he pretending for? It's just that the Eternal Night Palace doesn't have the gall to make a move,"

another mocked.

"It's over, let's disperse."

Of course, most of the crowd felt a diminishing interest. Today's excitement seemed to have dissipated. It was time to leave.

Huh? Why is Meng Yu going downstairs?

Often, Golden Cores, even at the Foundation Establishment level, would fly instead of walk, especially when the environment was tough.

But Meng Yu descended step by step from the luxurious sixth floor to the filthy, crowded ground floor of the Heavenly Fragrance Tower.

Because food was still being distributed for free, many people came and went, and even more rushed over. Those poor people knew nothing of courtesy or manners. They knew only that the more they could grab, the more they could earn. The scene was a mess, with trash all over the ground, not to mention the solid crush of people with many fighting and causing trouble, resembling a chaotic market.@@novelbin@@

Meng Yu entered the crowd and then approached a little beggar, staring at her calmly.