WHOOSH!
A yellow color shone, making the brows of Shi Gaolin rise with mild satisfaction yet a hint of ambition. He was clearly grateful for his current talent, but wished he could have produced more and stood out among his peers.
The young man cricked his neck and let his broad shoulders stand out on his muscular body. He was unlike most Hungry Ghost Path disciples who looked pale or malnourished due to the effect of cultivating such potent malevolent yin energy, rather resembling some martial grandmaster from the mortal world who was out on a trip.
"Haha, I told you Shi Gaolin has got this in the bag! Look at that, a yellow level talent!" One disciple of the Hungry Ghost Path cheered with a look of excitement.
"Indeed, old Gu, your disciple is quite good." The Path Saint of the Hungry Ghost Path praised Hall Master Gu Mugui of the Hungry Ghost Hall.
