Gradually.

In the sky, it seemed like it was no longer just the deep-layer golden region.

But the entire color of the Golden Cloud was spreading and covering all around.

A gentle wind brushed by.

Causing everyone around to feel refreshed and invigorated.

The mystic sounds of the Dao permeated the air.

However, these mystical sounds didn't reveal any insights to anyone, unlike usual sounds of the Dao.

"What is this?"

"It's an omen!"

"A heavenly omen!"

Voices arose, and if the change only occurred above the clouds, people wouldn't have felt much.

But now, even the mystic sounds of the Dao had appeared.

That certainly wasn't simple.

Aside from an omen,

there was no other way to explain it.

"But..."

The people speaking quickly realized a problem.

"If it's an omen, then how is this omen generated?"

"What could have possibly appeared to bring forth such an omen?"

"For some reason, I have a feeling in my heart that this omen seems linked to something present here."

When a magician voiced this thought, people nearby shot him a disdainful look.

Wasn't that obvious?

This magician didn't even need to say, as everyone around could guess what had produced the omen.

"Do you all think..."

At this moment, a timid voice sounded, as a female sorcerer looked at Wang Ye's rough stone and spoke:

"Could the omen be caused by the rough stone Wang Ye is cutting?"

"How could that be possible!"

"You must know, that rough stone of Wang Ye's contains absolutely nothing!"

"By a mere glance at Wang Ye's rough stone, anyone can tell that there is absolutely no chance of anything being inside, and now an omen appears? That's utterly laughable."

Even though they didn't know what produced the omen.

They absolutely didn't believe it could have been from Wang Ye's rough stone.

After all, in their eyes,

The rough stone Wang Ye chose had far too good an appearance.

Yet, in the next moment.

The mystical sounds of the Dao swirled like a vortex, heading directly towards Wang Ye's rough stone.

Beside the rough stone,

The cutter working on the stone trembled, unable to steady his hand to cut.

He was closest to the rough stone,

So he could feel most distinctly.

While others around were skeptical, he knew clearly that the omen was produced by the rough stone he was cutting.

His hand shook uncontrollably from nervousness and excitement, unable to cut down.

To create an omen on earth and in heaven.

Just imagining its contents inside, one could discern its immense value.

If something went wrong while cutting, he would truly be to blame heavily.

Buzzing!

As the cutter hesitated and dared not cut, the mystic sounds of the Dao gathered here, resonating and knocking the cutter aside.

The cutter knocked aside felt extreme pain all over, but his face showed a look of relief.

Luckily he was pushed away!

No need to cut anymore.

If he continued, he might ruin the rough stone, turning himself into a complete sinner.

And the mystical sounds of the Dao fully irrigated into the rough stone.

Crackling sounds.

The contents within the rough stone seemed to possess their own power, eager to break free from its confines.

Provided with Dao's mystical sounds, newly entered, slowly adapting to the energy.

In the sky.

Suddenly, a dragon's roar resounded!

Drawing gazes from everyone.

Amidst golden and various red clouds, nine dragons spiraled.

And the center where they spiraled,

Was the location of the rough stone.

The nine dragons, each continuously emitted roars, breathtakingly stirring.

Beside Wang Ye.

Sun Tinghou watched Wang Ye with some bewilderment.

He finally understood.

From the start, Wang Ye never intended to experience for ten years the imitation of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Pot, gaining insights from it over that span.

Instead, he aimed to gamble away the imitation of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Pot he held.

Sun Tinghou gritted his teeth, unwilling to believe Wang Ye would truly uncover something more valuable than the imitation of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Pot from the rough stone.

So what if an omen came?

A grand commotion doesn't guarantee substance.

Perhaps Wang Ye's side made such a disturbance, but, in reality, the rough stone contents might be worthless.

The outcome wasn't out yet!

Crunch!

While Sun Tinghou thought of this, the previously intact rough stone shattered from within, seemingly fused with the mystical sounds of the Dao, empowering its inhabitants.

"What is it?"

"The rough stone broke! Looks like it's hatched, should there be a creature inside?"

"Creatures emerging from within a rough stone must be extraordinary. Unexpectedly, Wang Ye's seemingly ordinary chosen stone actually held a creature attracting an omen. Plus, Dao's mystical sounds! It's birthed absorbing Dao's sounds! I get now why Wang Ye was so urgent to bet with Sun Tinghou earlier."

"So, from the start, Wang Ye wasn't considering being Sun Tinghou's bodyguard for ten years, but rather aimed directly to get the imitation of the Sky-Swallowing Demon Pot in hand. This fellow had planned from the beginning!"

"Wang Ye's courage is great, worthy of being the saint son of the Ice Sect! Wait, does this mean Wang Ye anticipated his rough stone's contents would exceed the imitation in value from the outset? Wang Ye is overly confident in himself!"

The spectators, upon realization, now looked at Wang Ye with utterly transformed perspectives.

Initially, when Wang Ye appeared, they pitied him.

For Wang Ye had a good reputation in cultivation, but at the Sorcerer's Headquarters meeting, he'd surely embarrass himself.

Who knew Wang Ye was a Second Rank Sorcerer.

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