The green bronze ruler trembled immediately, exuding stripes of pink power which landed on Zeng Lin's palm as he was holding the ruler.
Zeng Lin endured the pain and opened her eyes from her contemplation.
The Wang Clan Master's eyes lit up in admiration. "Congratulations to the Lord of the Holy Saint Temple! Zeng Lin has met the requirements of the Red Dust Dream!"
The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple heaved a long sigh of relief as if a huge stone dangling from his heart had suddenly been lifted. His face overflowed with uncontrollable excitement saying, "Hahaha! Zeng Lin, I have been training you in preparation for this day and you have not disappointed me!"
He glared at the Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady Temple, evidently as a form of provocation.