Whoosh— Before Zhan Moli could get a proper look, Elder Li reached out and snatched the bronze sphere into his hand.
He examined it repeatedly with those aged eyes, even employing his powers of perception. But the more he studied it, the more shocked he became.
Because this bronze sphere met every requirement of the Ancient War Clan's standards.
Yet moments later, the bronze sphere was snatched away by Zhan Mudan. The True God realm elders standing behind her also examined it carefully.
"Young Master Chu Feng, so you're not a junior after all?"
Zhan Moli looked at Chu Feng, her gaze entirely different from before—filled with unmistakable reverence.
"Miss, I understand how you feel."
"But I must make one thing clear: Brother Chu Feng here is indeed a junior," said Xianhai Shaoyu.
"A junior? How could a junior possibly possess the cultivation of a True Dragon Spirit World Master?"
The members of the Ancient War Clan buzzed with discussion. While Chu Feng's aura certainly gave off the impression of a junior, they simply could not accept the idea that he truly was one.
How could a junior possibly have such cultivation?
In their understanding, a junior who could step into the Half-God realm or become a God-Robe Spirit World Master was already extraordinarily gifted—the absolute pinnacle of genius.
And those like Zhan Mudan and Zhan Moli? They were the kind of geniuses who could look down on all others.
Had the Ancient War Clan not been sealed off from the outside world, in their eyes, Zhan Mudan and Zhan Moli would be household names throughout the entire cultivation world.
Because of this, they naturally refused to believe that Chu Feng—a True Dragon Spirit World Master—could possibly be a junior.
It simply fell outside the scope of their comprehension.
And things that exceed one's understanding are often dismissed as impossible.
BOOM— Suddenly, a muffled sound erupted from Zhan Mudan's direction.
She had raised her right hand high, clutching an artifact, and layers of sealing formation energy were already pouring from it, blanketing the entire area.
Everyone else was unaffected.
But Zhan Mudan, Zhan Moli, Chu Feng, Little Fishy, and Xianhai Shaoyu all began to emit a faint glow from their bodies.
At the sight of this, everyone's eyes went wide—including Zhan Mudan's own.
Because that artifact of hers was designed specifically to verify whether someone was a junior.
Visual observation and perception could be mistaken, but this artifact never lied.
"You really are a junior?"
Zhan Mudan looked at Chu Feng again, her cheeks flushing red once more.
This time, no one was taunting her.
She herself hadn't believed Chu Feng, and now she had been proven wrong by her own verification. The shame burned in her face.
"Surprising, isn't it? Hard to believe?"
"That's perfectly understandable."
"Otherwise, how could my brother be the greatest Spirit World Master genius of this generation?"
"I don't know what caused you to lose contact with the outside world, but once you're able to leave, you'll find that the entire cultivation world is already talking about my brother's exploits."
Xianhai Shaoyu looked thoroughly pleased with himself.
"Young Master Chu Feng, so you were hiding such extraordinary talent all along."
"If you have the means, could you help our clan refine more of these?" Zhan Moli stepped forward and asked.
"You want all the remaining materials refined into bronze spheres?" Chu Feng asked.
Before Zhan Moli could respond, Zhan Mudan said, "Yes, all of them."
But Chu Feng ignored Zhan Mudan and continued looking at Zhan Moli.
After Zhan Moli gave a firm nod, Chu Feng began forming hand seals, and formation light immediately flooded outward.
In the blink of an eye, every last remaining heavenly treasure was transformed into bronze spheres.
Including the one from before, there were twelve in total.
"This…"
"He actually saved materials?"
The senior members of the Ancient War Clan present all let out cries of astonishment.
Although they were not Spirit World Masters and could not forge these bronze spheres themselves, they were old enough to have witnessed other Spirit World Masters creating them.
And so they knew exactly how many materials were normally required for a single bronze sphere.
By all rights, given the amount of materials remaining, Chu Feng should have been able to produce no more than ten.
Yet he had forged twelve.
Saving materials while the quality remained up to standard.
This was, without question, a demonstration of a Spirit World Master operating at a far higher level.