"I heard that Wei City used to be a sacred place in the hearts of magicians. But who would have thought, after so many years, the Wei City Sorcerer's Guild is about to disband directly."

"Exactly, in the field of magicians, the renowned Shi Heng and Zhou Xuan Ying both originated from Wei City. Yet, who would have thought, the successors from Wei City have no skills at all."

While these magicians were discussing, Zhou Ke stepped off the spaceship first, followed by Tian Hailin and Wang Ye.

"Indeed, a declining guild, only three people showed up."

"Yes, other guilds and major families, even those just participating in the competition, probably have three people each, while they have only three in total."

"Why do I feel the second person stepping off the spaceship looks so familiar?"

With a magician's voice,

the other magicians finally focused their attention on Wang Ye.

Because the landing place of the spaceship was still some distance away, and the people from the Wei City Sorcerer's Guild had no notable figures in these cultivators' eyes,

it led these magicians to only roughly count the number of people, not identifying them carefully.

Only now did they start to really observe.

"That person is Wang Ye from the Ice Sect Holy Land!"

"It's actually the saint son of the Ice Sect!"

"Right, the distance between Wei City and the Ice Sect is close, and the saint son of the Ice Sect is Wang Yifeng's son. Wang Yifeng had some achievements in the field of magicians, so the saint son of the Ice Sect should also have some attainments in this field."

A series of admiring voices continuously echoed among the people.

Even if they were magicians,

they still held great admiration and interest in the strong cultivators.

Of course,

compared to those with high attainments in the field of magicians, their admiration lessened somewhat.

So,

these magicians all felt pity for Wang Ye after a sigh:

"This time, the person representing the Wei City Sorcerer's Guild is likely the saint son of the Ice Sect. It's a pity, though the saint son has a great reputation in the cultivator field, improving his power tremendously within a short period, with some even comparing Wang Ye to the Lord of the Universe, representing the guild would embarrass him, right?"

"Indeed, Wang Ye probably thought since he achieved something in the cultivator field, he would do well in the magician field too? I really don't understand the saint son of the Ice Sect."

"If the magician field were so simple, people would practice both fields to avoid the short lifespan issue of magicians."

"Previously, I felt the saint son of the Ice Sect was decent. Now I think this person has some problems, not grounded. If he's taking the cultivator path, he should focus there. He's already a First Grade Peak Cultivator, should quickly break through to half-step into Fusion Realm, instead of meddling in the magician path."

"Let's let Wang Ye experience this time that the magician path isn't easy, so he'll feel the difficulties within."

Just when these magicians were discussing,

Wang Ye glanced at them,

smiled slightly at them.

Clearly, the distance was far,

but whether these magicians were observing Wang Ye intently or due to some special reason, they felt Wang Ye's smile was vividly clear before them.

That smile didn't make them feel warm or friendly, only an extreme coldness, making those discussing magicians shudder involuntarily.

By the time they regained their senses,

Wang Ye and his group with Zhou Ke and Tian Hailin had vanished from their sight.

And all these magicians were covered in cold sweat.

Though the next spaceship belonged to a major family, Wang Ye's smile just now overshadowed their hearts like a shadow,

rendering them speechless with fear.

...

"Tsk."

Here, Wang Ye sighed.

Zhou Ke and Tian Hailin glanced at Wang Ye with curiosity, unsure why he suddenly made that sound.

The magicians who were discussing earlier were still a distance away. With Wang Ye's power, he could hear them, but Zhou Ke and Tian Hailin couldn't.

"What's up?"

Zhou Ke's query already hinted she knew roughly what happened.

"Nothing much."

Wang Ye shook his head slightly, "Just some feelings, seems like every new place I go, people look down on me at first until I slap them with my strength later."

Wang Ye shrugged, speaking with a helpless tone:

"It's not what I seek out. Honestly, it's tedious, but they insist on making me showcase my prowess, making it seem like I'm not keeping a low profile."

Zhou Ke and Tian Hailin remained silent in response to Wang Ye.

Once Wang Ye said that, he obviously wasn't planning on staying low-key!

"Stop there!"

A haughty, somewhat icy voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Wang Ye's group.

Blocking their way were Ji Shaoyun and Ji Lanshan.

Wang Ye frowned slightly.

Zhou Ke recognized Ji Shaoyun and Ji Lanshan, fearing any unpleasant actions from Wang Ye due to the sudden block, she hurriedly asked with a smile:

"Gentlemen, what matter brings you to block our path?"

"Nothing much, just a favor to ask." Ji Lanshan's tone was arrogant. Tian Hailin glanced at him discontentedly, unfamiliar with such scenes or the two from the Ji Family.

Feeling Ji Lanshan's tone, he snapped at him, "Favor? Begging us? Is this the tone for asking a favor?"

Ji Lanshan frowned instantly.

Zhou Ke, he's heard of,

just the president of the no-soon-to-be-closed Wei City Sorcerer's Guild.

Yet this person dared address a second prodigy of his Ji Family in such a manner?

"Don't speak!"

Zhou Ke reprimanded Tian Hailin directly.

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