C494 The Prodigy Roll
C494 The Prodigy Roll
"The Prodigy Roll is a ranking for the geniuses of the Spirit Derivation Realm. It is divided according to strength."
The old man, Tao Tao, said unconsciously, "Although their cultivation base is high and their lifespan is long."
"However, those truly powerful beings have already achieved extraordinary achievements at such a young age."
"Taking the lead one step at a time, taking the lead step by step!"
"If we don't widen the gap between our cultivation base when we are young, then there is no need to mention when we are old."
Just as he was listening to this old man bragging.
Several huge Spirit Boat flew over from afar.
The surroundings were like bees, surrounding the numerous Spirit Boat. One look and one could tell that a big shot had arrived.
"The Holy Son of the Heaven Imprisoning Holy Land, the Holy Daughter of the Bright Void Holy Land, and... The Holy Son of the Heaven Imprisoning Holy Land, the Holy Daughter of the Bright Void Holy Land, and..."
The old man took a look and his eyes instantly widened.
"Even Wujian, who is ranked 66th on the Prodigy Roll, is here?"
Mooh Chen and the others also revealed curious and cautious expressions.
The entire Spirit Derivation Realm was a lot bigger than the Boundless Domain. All the cultivators added up were as vast as the ocean. There were no more than ten billion, perhaps even a few billion.
In this ocean of geniuses, to be able to stand at the top of the prodigy roll, one's talent and cultivation must be extraordinary!
"The Saint Son of the Heaven Imprisoning Sacred Land and the saintess of the Bright Void Sacred Land are both on the Prodigy Roll."
"But compared to Wujian, they are much weaker!"
"He's only twenty years old, but he has countless glorious achievements!"
"Legend has it that when he was eight years old, he defeated a Saint Stage voodoo snake demon and entered the Myriad Beast Mountain Range at thirteen years old. A month later, the news of the beast king's death spread throughout the mountain range!"
"When he was 15 years old, he killed a group of Holy Lord Stage Raging Flame Crocodile Dragons. That was a great demon that could take human form!"
"When Wujian was seventeen, he carried the [Nine Winged Heavenly Dragon] on his shoulders. He walked out of the Sinkhole! This Heavenly Dragon could be a peak Ancestor!"
"Some people say that his cultivation base has already reached the Emperor Sovereign Stage, but some believe that he has already reached the Clean Great Virtue Stage!"
"Because no matter how strong a cultivator is, they won't be able to detect his cultivation base! It's as deep as the ocean!"
Elder Huang recounted Wujian's glorious battle achievements.
On the other side, the cultivators who were waiting saw the Saints and Saintesses of the two Sacred Areas, as well as Wujian's arrival.
They became fanatical.
"Wujian!"
"Wujian!"
The female cultivators were even crazier. Their faces were bright red as they waved their arms loudly.
This young man called Wujian was eight feet tall. He wore a large blue brocade robe embroidered with pythons. He had long dark red hair and a pair of bright eyes that were pleasing to the eye. His face was as clear as jade.
He carried a long sword on his back, which made him look like a scholarly man with a heroic spirit.
He had a smile on his clean face, which made people have a good impression of him.
Wujian was not arrogant because of his astonishing battle achievements. He greeted the surrounding cultivators and was very approachable.
His actions made the female cultivators even crazier.
Even if these female cultivators grabbed Wujian with all their might.
Wujian smiled and gently pushed him away.
Extremely gentle.
"F * ck! Why is this woman's hand strength so strong? It's almost turning my waist purple!" Wujian's eyelids twitched as he roared in his heart.
"I hope there won't be any trouble this time."
...
Mooh Chen brought the people from the God Sect closer.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he observed this astonishing battle result.
Mooh Chen was a good swordsman, and Wujian was also a good swordsman.
Mooh Chen, however, could not see through Wujian at all.
Whether it was in terms of cultivation or sword skills.
It was plain and ordinary, just like a mortal!
"This is already at the state of perfection, and it has already attained the state of returning to simplicity!"
...
Jiang Ling, who was on top of the mountain, threw a thick piece of cloth onto the ground.
He then took out the spirit fruits, pastries, candies, and all kinds of utensils.
He completely treated this as an outing.
"Try this!" Jiang Ling handed a piece of pastry to Empress Xiaoyue.
"Awoo!" Empress swallowed it in one gulp and tasted the delicious pastry.
Jiang Ling looked at her cheeks that were puffed up and showed a doting expression on his face.
"Cough..." Empress Xiaoyue was a little embarrassed and changed the topic.
"Your disciple is preparing to fight with many experts for the treasure? You don't care. "
Jiang Ling raised his head and looked at Wujian who was standing far away.
With his Saint Stage cultivation base, he could hear the discussion clearly.
But...
When Jiang Ling used his divine sense to scan Wujian's divine sense.
He couldn't sense any cultivation base.
"Is he really that powerful? Could it be that he has already reached the legendary Clean Great Virtue Stage?"
Jiang Ling immediately became nervous.
Empress Xiaoyue, on the other hand, smiled.
"Wrong. He has no cultivation base at all!"
"He is just an ordinary person!"
"What? That's impossible, right?" Jiang Ling was stunned.
In the past, he used to be a mortal, but in reality, he was as strong as he could be in the Invincible Realm.
"Then, how did these legends come about?"
"Did anyone see it with their own eyes..." Empress Xiaoyue bit on a spirit fruit, "Maybe it was luck, or maybe someone bragged about it. What is the truth? It has long been spread to the sky."
...
Where there were people, there would be the Jianghu.
Where there are cultivators, there will naturally be conflicts.
The Heaven Imprisoning Sacred Land and the Distinct Void Sacred Land were both Sacred Lands that affected the surrounding ten million li of cultivation.
The founder of the Heaven Imprisoning Sacred Land was God Emperor Qiantian, and his cultivation was world-shaking.
It was rumored that God Emperor Qiantian could imprison even the heavens with a single hand.
However, as God Emperor Qiantian perished a million years ago, the Heaven Imprisoning Sacred Land gradually began to decline.
The Bright Void Sacred Land, on the other hand, surpassed them.
The two groups of people couldn't help but arrive at the same time after the discovery of the ancient ruins.
Naturally, they were in a tense standoff.
The one in the middle was Wujian!
These two Holy Lands' disciples added up to more than three hundred thousand, filling the surroundings.
Killing intent surged!
These first-rate and second-rate factions were like fallen leaves in the cold wind, trembling.
Only Wujian, who was in the middle, appeared calm and collected.
Apart from the fluttering of his sleeves, it didn't affect him at all.
"Wow! Brother Wujian is so handsome!"
"If it were any other cultivator, they would have fainted from fear!"
"What do you mean by 'no change in expression even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you?' What do you mean by 'no change in expression even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you'? This is it!"
On the other side.
The fake smile on Wujian's handsome face could no longer hold on.
His legs began to tremble under the killing intent of hundreds of thousands of men from both sides.
"Luckily, everyone thought it was the wind..."
He could not hold it in anymore!
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw a group of people walking over from afar.
There was no level tag, and it was also a sect tag that he had never seen before.
Needless to say, it was definitely a new sect.
Moreover, when the two holy lands confronted each other, they still dared to approach without fear of death.
It must be a hothead!
It would be best to lie to such a person!
Thus, Wujian laughed and walked towards the young man who was at the front of the group.
"This old man is also a swordsman?"
Mooh Chen was a little stunned. This swordsman was easy to get along with and did not put on airs!
"Yes!" Mooh Chen cupped his hands and bowed.
"Perfect, we can spar for a bit." Wujian said with a smile.
Humph, bullying such a silly goose, wouldn't it be easy?