After meditating for two hours, he adjusted his state back to normal. Following that, he went straight to the Wilderness Divine Hall.
The person guarding the Wilderness Divine Hall was still the white-bearded old man, who exchanged blows with Yi Yun. This old man was dressed in a white robe, and there was a red gem embedded between his eyebrows.
“You came again.” The old man was seated on a chair in front of a chessboard. He was playing against himself. Seeing Yi Yun, he casually greeted him, as if he was very familiar with Yi Yun and he did not treat Yi Yun as an outsider.
“Senior, this junior wants to choose a primordial species that has pure Yang power. Is there such a thing?”
“Pure Yang power?” The old man looked at Yi Yun with a thoughtful glance. He slowly placed the chess piece down. “Hehe, Kid, I heard that you got some dog sh*t luck and you picked a primordial herb. How was it? You exchanged for the ‘Tai Ah Sacred Technique’?”
This old man easily guessed the reason why Yi Yun wanted a pure Yang power.
Uh…
Yi Yun touched his nose. The three words “dog sh*t luck” made him speechless. He said, “I had good luck, but I had to use a certain amount of strength…”
The way Yi Yun stressed it made people think he was being young and impetuous. As such, it made people less suspicious.
“Ah! You young ones sure have ambition. You are beginning to learn the ‘Tai Ah Sacred Technique’ so early. This stuff isn’t easy to learn, don’t end up crying if you can’t grasp it!”
The old man was improper, but he still answered Yi Yun’s question, “If you want to feel pure Yang power, go into Hall 6! It has what you want!”