Chapter 13: The Seventh Prince's existential crisis, the Great Master makes his debut.
Chapter 13: The Seventh Prince's existential crisis, the Great Master makes his debut.
Qi Xingyu's face turned green, and he trembled with anger.
He shook off Li Wudao's arm, then cupped his hands towards Murong Yan and sneered:
"Sect Master, since he is so confident, why not let him demonstrate the operation of the cultivation method on the spot? It will be clear whether he has grasped it or not."
"Li Wudao, do you have any objections?"
Murong Yan nodded; he had the same idea.
"No objection, but since he raised the question, he should prove himself first."
Li Wudao didn't care.
He only needed to make a slight move to push Qi Xingyu to his limit, so he wasn't flustered at all.
"Alright, then I, the prince, will go first."
Qi Xingyu sat cross-legged, full of confidence, and began to circulate the incomplete technique he had just learned.
Soon, wisps of spiritual energy gathered and moved away.
The high-ranking members of the Xuantian Sect were exceptionally powerful and could easily discern the flow of Qi Xingyu's meridians.
"Connecting the eight meridians and gaining initial insight is very good. With your aptitude, reaching the 'minor success' level within a month is not a problem."
Murong Yan nodded in agreement.
"Don't just stand there, it's your turn."
Having received the sect leader's praise, Qi Xingyu looked at Li Wudao with a touch of arrogance.
He grasped the basics of this technique in just over an hour, a feat that was extremely rare even in the Great Qi Dynasty.
The only one who could overpower him was his elder brother, Qi Xinghai, but the latter was already a renowned disciple.
At this moment, the eyes of both disciples and elders were fixed on the white-robed youth.
Whether it is a dragon or a worm, we will soon find out.
"Maybe we should just skip it. I really don't want to discourage you."
Li Wudao shrugged, feigning reluctance.
"Hmph, I knew you wouldn't dare. Admit to cheating now, and the Sect Master might be lenient with you; otherwise..."
Qi Xingyu was interrupted by Li Wudao before he could finish speaking.
"What do you mean you wouldn't dare? I'm just worried your fragile heart won't be able to handle it. You really don't understand my good intentions."
"you......"
Qi Xingyu's face darkened as he listened, his lungs practically bursting with rage.
How dare this guy?
Even when death is imminent, he's still being stubborn.
Li Wudao smiled, stopped arguing, and sat cross-legged.
The time has come; it's time for him to start showing off.
The moment the boy sat down
A massive amount of spiritual energy surged in from all directions, more than ten times the amount of spiritual energy that Qi Xingyu had drawn.
Soon, all eight meridians were opened.
However, the operation of the technique did not stop; on the contrary, the speed increased.
The tenth meridian, the twentieth meridian...
Li Wudao stopped only after all seventy-two meridians had been opened.
He didn't deliberately hide his talents, but he also didn't flaunt them.
He didn't operate the subsequent deductions of this incomplete scroll, as that would have been somewhat shocking.
After all, it's understandable if a disciple at the Blood Transformation Realm can perfectly comprehend a fragmented technique, but if he creates a subsequent technique, it would likely attract covetousness.
He didn't want to become a guinea pig.
In any case, all he needs to do is crush Qi Xingyu, crush everyone else, and demonstrate his undeniable talent; that will be enough.
"With all seventy-two meridians connected and the cultivation technique flowing smoothly, this is... the Great Perfection!"
Murong Yan's lips trembled slightly, his mind and spirit shaken.
The mental cultivation method he created, "Lingfei Jing," is a high-grade Xuan-level text, while the extracted portion can barely be considered a top-grade Huang-level text.
Spell proficiency can be roughly divided into:
Attention to detail, minor achievement, mastery, major achievement, perfection.
Li Wudao was able to cultivate a Yellow-Rank Supreme-Grade Heart Sutra to Great Perfection in just a quarter of an hour. What a monstrous talent that is!
Many elders and peak masters were also stunned, standing motionless like clay sculptures.
They rubbed their eyes hard, afraid they were seeing things.
However, the flow of energy in Li Wudao's meridians cannot be faked, nor can the strength of his aura be faked.
"Holy crap, is this kid even human?"
"It's terrifying. I would never have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes."
"Such comprehension is almost demonic. Throughout the ten thousand years of the Eastern Wilderness, it is probably difficult to find anyone who can rival him. There is no one like him before or since!"
"This child's comprehension is so monstrous. Although he only has a low-level talent, given time, he may very well surpass Jiang Churan."
"Indeed, as one's cultivation level increases, the requirements for comprehension also gradually rise. Li Wudao's overall aptitude is no weaker than that of a Heavenly-level cultivator."
Many of the sect's high-ranking members were breathing heavily, their eyes filled with excitement.
The Xuantian Sect has not produced a Heaven-level disciple for a hundred years.
Now that two have been recruited at once, the sect will have successors in the future.
Only now did they understand why the patriarch had set up an assessment of comprehension; it turned out that there were truly people with such extraordinary comprehension abilities.
"This sect master hereby declares Li Wudao's... results valid!"
Murong Yan became serious.
The deep voice echoed in everyone's ears, lingering there.
At this point, the disciples who had been skeptical had no choice but to believe it.
"The young master is too strong!"
Li Dabao and the others were completely convinced; in their hearts, Li Wudao was a god-like figure.
"I actually grasped it in just fifteen minutes..."
Jiang Churan was stunned, her mouth slightly open, her eyes somewhat confused.
Such comprehension would be among the most outstanding even in the Central Continent Imperial Domain.
When did Li Wudao's comprehension become so monstrous?
"how so......"
Sun Qian and the other disciples of the Sun family turned deathly pale, as if all their strength had been drained away.
The sect leader's personal testimony shattered their illusions.
This means that the Sun family has offended a promising disciple.
The consequences would be unbearable for the Sun family!
"Sister Qian, why don't you go and apologize to that guy?"
"Yeah, given how much that kid cares about Sister Qian, he can just apologize and he might even be moved to tears."
Several disciples of the Sun family, their lips pale, urged Sun Qian on.
What can those outer disciples do to contend with the true disciples? They're all terrified now.
"That's all we can do. I'll talk to him after this is over. There shouldn't be any problems."
A look of humiliation flashed in Sun Qian's eyes, but she still nodded with difficulty.
Now that things have come to this, she is not confident that she can make Li Wudao change his mind; she can only hope that he will not be too indifferent.
At this moment, Qi Xingyu stood there blankly, his mind buzzing.
He began to doubt life.
What just happened was beyond his comprehension.
"See, I told you not to show it, but you insisted... sigh~"
Li Wudao feigned a sigh, while inwardly grumbling.
Even a mere prince dared to cause him trouble. Now he'll behave himself, won't he?
This little incident passed quickly, and everyone's mood gradually calmed down.
As the time goes,
One by one, disciples came to their senses and awakened.
Finally, the two hours were over.
Within the allotted time, excluding Li Wudao, Jiang Churan, and Qi Xingyu, a total of 98 inner disciples woke up. The remaining 400 were all eliminated and received no reward.
"Wake up everyone!"
Wu Ming retrieved the Illusionary Sea Mirror, and the disciples who were still asleep woke up one by one.
"The assessment is over. The list of those who passed this comprehension assessment is as follows: 98th place, Ma Rui..."
As each name was mentioned, the disciples' eyes turned towards it, filled with envy.
Until the 11th person was read out,
Wu Ming stopped and said, "Each disciple whose name was just called will be assigned an inner sect elder for instruction, and each will be rewarded with a Jade Scale Pill."
Tomorrow, you can go to the Internal Affairs Hall to register and collect your items, including your identity token and clothing. The same applies to other disciples.
At this point, he cleared his throat and said solemnly:
"Now, I announce the ten selected disciples. The tenth is Akiko Minoru..."
"Third place: Qi Xingyu; second place: Li Wudao; first place...: Jiang Churan!"
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