I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Chapter 570 - 462: Mortal Limits

"This is too outrageous! Even a Grandmaster from the Heavenly Ranking might not have the skill to defeat the King of Heroics in just three moves!"

Voices of doubt and astonishment arose one after another, and the teahouse descended into chaos again.

Facing the skepticism from the crowd, Zhang Tiezui remained calm and slowly spoke:

"Everyone need not doubt; my words are no lie. In a few days, when the Cyan Dragon Association releases the next Earth Ranking, you’ll understand."

He paused and continued:

"Talent arises from the wilderness, new talents arise in the martial world! The waves of the Yangtze River push the old waves forward, the prodigies surpass the predecessors, this is the nature of the martial world."

"Moreover, this young man is not without background; when he challenged the King of Heroics, he revealed his origin—Qing Shi Valley, Yuan Ji!"

"Qing Shi Valley—Yuan Ji!"

Upon hearing the three words "Qing Shi Valley," the teahouse fell silent instantly, and all the voices of doubt stopped abruptly.

Everyone exchanged glances, the shock in their eyes gradually replaced by understanding and awe.

Everyone knows that Qing Shi Valley is the secluded cultivation place of the Demon Lord Li Changkong, and also the headquarters of the Cyan Dragon Association!

Someone emerging from Qing Shi Valley could hardly be a mere ordinary person!

"So he’s a disciple of the Demon Lord! No wonder he’s so formidable!"

"Certainly! When the Demon Lord first entered the martial world, he made his mark stepping over the Four Great Sacred Grounds and a Sword Dao Grandmaster; that was truly earth-shattering! In comparison, it seems natural for the King of Heroics to be defeated!"

"With guidance from such a supreme Grandmaster as the Demon Lord, Yuan Ji having such battle power is to be expected; no wonder the first position on the Earth Ranking has changed hands!"

The crowd marveled, the words "Demon Lord" capable of dispelling all doubts.

With the Demon Lord as a backing, Yuan Ji emerging prominently with an invincible presence surprises no one.

Zhang Tiezui picked up his tea cup again, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then leisurely spoke:

"I have another piece of news regarding this ’Little Demon Lord’ Yuan Ji..."

He suddenly stopped at this point, his gaze sweeping over the audience below.

The audience, being regular listeners, naturally understood Zhang Tiezui’s intention and hurriedly took out gold and silver, quickly walking to the stage, placing the silver and copper coins into the wooden tray in front of Zhang Tiezui, making jingling sounds.

Zhang Tiezui nodded with satisfaction and, after the tray was filled with gold and silver, slowly began to speak:

"According to reliable sources, after leaving Heroic King City, the Little Demon Lord Yuan Ji headed straight for Tian Huang Mountain..."

"Tian Huang Mountain!"

The crowd exclaimed once again, their eyes instantly full of excitement.

Tian Huang Mountain was once one of the Four Great Sacred Grounds, the location of Qian Yuan Daoist Sect’s mountain gate!

Though not as it was after being swept by the Demon Lord Li Changkong, compared to past, Qian Yuan Daoist Sect has a Heavenly Ranking Grandmaster stationed, its foundation remains profound.

A martial world person exclaimed excitedly:

"More importantly, when the Demon Lord appeared, the first he subdued was Tian Huang Mountain Qian Yuan Daoist Sect!"

"The Little Demon Lord heading straight for Tian Huang Mountain, is he trying to retrace the Demon Lord’s path?"

"Highly possible!"

Another martial world person agreed:

"However, when the Demon Lord made his appearance he already had Great Success in Inner Realm Cultivation, whereas now this Little Demon Lord is merely at Outer Realm Perfection, challenging the Heavenly Ranking Grandmaster..."

"Challenging Grandmaster across realms?!"

These words once again ignited the enthusiasm of the crowd, and the teahouse atmosphere reached its peak.

"With Outer Realm Perfection challenging Inner Realm Grandmaster, this is too wild!"

"Crazy indeed, but not impossible! Even the Earth Ranking first King of Heroics was defeated by him in three moves, maybe a Heavenly Ranking Grandmaster stands a chance against him as well!"

"Precisely! Only a Heavenly Ranking Grandmaster might make this Little Demon Lord feel some pressure! Who knows what kind of earth-shattering spectacle this battle will be!"

Everyone debated, eyes filled with anticipation and excitement; everyone understood, a new martial world storm was about to rise on Tian Huang Mountain!

Meanwhile, atop Tian Huang Mountain, mist shrouding around.

On the ruins of the former mountain gate of Qian Yuan Daoist Sect, Shi Qiu Daoist stood with hands behind his back, his Profound Daoist Robe flapping loudly in the mountain wind.

His hair and beard were all white, yet his face remained rosy, though the deep eyes at the moment were swirling with complex emotions, looking at the high-spirited young figure not far in front, a mix of feelings in his heart.

Fifteen years passed in the blink of an eye.

The Demon Lord Li Changkong, who once cornered him to the brink and swept through Qian Yuan Daoist Sect, his disciple has grown to such a level.

And Qian Yuan Daoist Sect, after this catastrophe, its Primordial Qi greatly damaged, talents among the younger generation dwindling, with few disciples capable of holding a place on the Earth Ranking, only one known as Ruo Canghai ranking thirty-first.

Compared to the heaven-defying prodigy Yuan Ji emerging prominently, the gap was as vast as heaven and earth.

Shi Qiu Daoist dared not have any disdain.

The youth before him though merely at Outer Realm Cultivation, able to defeat the King of Heroics Shen Chunqiu who sat firmly in Earth Ranking’s first for ten years in three moves, this combat power demands equal treatment.

More startling to him was the edge exuding from Yuan Ji—like the beginning of chaos, piercing the sky, the ferocity—like a primordial beast awakening, intimidating all beings, matching that of Li Changkong when he first arrived at Qian Yuan Daoist Sect!

Yuan Ji clad in simple white attire, his form upright like a pine, hands slightly clasped, his movements simple, yet his gaze icy and unfazed:

"Please guide me!"

"Come!"

Shi Qiu Daoist suddenly spoke, a word dropped like thunder exploding.

As the words fell, thunderous sounds erupted beneath Yuan Ji’s feet, not mundane thunder but the roar generated by his blood and Qi reaching the extreme and resonating with heavenly Primordial Qi.