Zera's Fate

"Now, now, now, tell me, what should I do with this one?" Grand Elder Celestina asked as she walked back to her throne, moving her gaze between Zeras and the Undying Narelle.

"It's not undoubtable that you have truly passed the test of our ten thousand transformation sect, fair and square, and I have fully agreed to it, and labeled it so.

But I have heard tales of you, tales of your strength, reducing geniuses of even 1st grade clans to nothing.

Acing all three tests, as easy as taking out a sword from its sheath.

There were also some unsavory tales too, but I think they aren't true based on your mannerism, or I don't know if you're hiding them due to your regression. Still, the tales spoke of a very talented and undeniably strong cultivator.

But now, you're just a boy, whose only specialty is his looks managing to not make me irritated at first sight, something very abnormal..." She said as Zeras furrowed his eyebrows.