"You can really do that?!"
Luosheng quickly accepted this premise. After all, if Chen Fan could become the Pavilion Master of the Dark Fox in the blink of an eye, what else could he not do?
Luosheng immediately spread his palms expectantly in front of Chen Fan. "Calculate for me, when will my romance arrive?"
Chen Fan scoffed and batted his hand away. "I only divine fortunes, I don't help people dream."
Tsk.
Luosheng was about to argue with him: how was him looking at romance considered dreaming!
But in the next moment, the lights in the hall instantly dimmed. As a gentle dance music began, a spotlight slowly fell on Mr. Chris in the center of the living room. A benevolent glow shone on his face. Amidst the host's impassioned blessings, the grand doors of the Mas Mansion were once again pushed open.
The one who entered was clad in a familiar golden robe, his expression solemn. His appearance instantly silenced everyone present.
The Temple Venerable.
Chen Fan glanced indifferently. Another new face. The Venerable, seemingly accustomed to the scorching gazes of the crowd, walked from the entrance as if strolling through a garden. "Congratulations to Mr. Chris on his sixtieth birthday. I have been ordered by the Pope to specially deliver a gift for you."
Although he said this, there was no trace of respect on the Venerable's face. On the contrary, it was Chris, the birthday boy, who received the sandalwood box with a gold border from the Venerable with an expression of overwhelming flattery. "Thank you for the Pope's consideration. I trouble the Venerable to convey my gratitude."
Everyone present looked at Chris with envy. This was a birthday gift from the Pope of the Holy Temple! It was the highest honor!
Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Chris opened the sandalwood box in his hand— Inside the box, a golden light flashed, clearly not an ordinary object! Chris excitedly took out the item from the sandalwood box, which was surprisingly an omamori marked with divine light!
"The Pope has said that if you constantly wear this object by your side, it can extend your life and improve your cultivation."
As soon as the Venerable finished speaking, the entire hall erupted. It was truly a treasure! The envy in everyone's eyes intensified. Only Chen Fan stared grimly at the object in Chris's hand— Could there truly be such a sinister artifact in this world?!
Chen Fan sneered, "Your Holy Temple truly has remarkable methods!"
Amidst all the amazed praise, Chen Fan's sarcasm stood out starkly. Everyone looked at him with displeasure: how dare someone openly belittle the Holy Temple!
Chris immediately recognized Chen Fan. If he had trusted Chen Fan moments ago, now that Chen Fan had publicly embarrassed the Holy Temple at his birthday banquet, Chris's attitude towards Chen Fan plummeted. "The Holy Temple is the most honored guest of the Mas family. I ask this young friend to speak cautiously!"
"Mr. Chris, are you really planning to enshrine this harbinger of death as a treasure?"
Before Chris could speak, the Temple Venerable coldly rebuked, "Where did this brat come from! Take him out!" The Temple Venerable's fury instantly silenced the entire hall. One could clearly hear a needle drop.
But Chen Fan remained unfazed. He walked towards Chris. "This so-called omamori in your hand is actually an evil object. If you wear it for a long time, your vital essence and spiritual power will be devoured by it. Let alone extending your life and improving your cultivation, it's uncertain if you'll even live to see next year."
"Utter nonsense!" The Venerable's face had already shown a hint of anger. "Ignorant child, do you know who you are speaking to right now! This is a gift from our Holy Temple, how can you slander and defile it!"
It was precisely because of Chen Fan and the others that Zhou Lu had lost face earlier. Seeing him now daring to directly offend the Holy Temple, he immediately fanned the flames from the side. "Who invited this arrogant and reckless brat?"
"I've never seen such an inconsiderate person, perhaps he sneaked in as a street urchin?"
"Kid! If you want to be in the spotlight, you have to choose the right time! Look around at everyone here, what is your status, do you have the right to speak?"
Chen Fan glanced at him indifferently, not taking Zhou Lu seriously at all. He casually took out a spirit stone from his embrace. He had obtained it inadvertently before, and he never expected it to be useful today. Chen Fan approached the omamori with the spirit stone in hand. "As everyone knows, spirit stones contain the purest essence. From the color of this spirit stone, you should know that I haven't used it yet, so..."
Chen Fan did not finish speaking, because the rest was unnecessary! The crowd could visibly see the spirit stone, which was originally crystal clear, instantly dim! How could this be possible!
If the Temple Venerable was merely displeased by Chen Fan's lack of tact earlier, then at this moment, he was incandescent with rage. "You good-for-nothing child! How dare you play such a clumsy trick in front of me!?" "Today, I will make you know what kind of trouble you have gotten yourself into!"
As his words fell, the Temple Venerable's aura surged as if it were about to materialize! He lunged at Chen Fan without hesitation—
Ah! Some of the timid female guests at the banquet screamed and turned their heads away, fearing they would witness Chen Fan being splattered with blood the next moment! However—
The expected bloody scene did not appear. Instead, the Temple Venerable, who had been arrogant a moment ago, was held by the neck by Chen Fan, completely unable to move!