Fang Yan's body shook as a cracking sound echoed throughout the mountains. His eyes were fixed on the glowing black stone as he staggered backward.
"Im..possible," he mumbled, unable to comprehend what had transpired.
When he noticed that the glow on the rock had faded, his gaze was drawn to the Young Man in front of him.
He couldn't believe the man in the mask was as talented as him. He knew that he had held back when he poured his energy into the rock. He thought that violet-level talent would be enough to terrify the man in front of him.
But what could he possibly do now? He can't say he hid his talent, can he? His eyes could even detect a hint of greed in some of those present. He lacked the background to stand up to these people. As his mind raced for the solution, a mellow voice from the man reached his ears.
"Are you satisfied now? Or do you want me to prove it again?"
Despite the softness of the voice, he felt as if someone had pricked his heart with a sharp needle. His gaze was drawn back to the man in front of him, whose blue eyes were visible through the mask. He was staring at him with a slight smile on his face.
He felt uneasy all over as if someone was peering into his soul. He couldn't forget the moment when he first saw this man; that Demon-like stare was still fresh in his mind.
Anxiety filled his heart, and as he unconsciously bit his lips, he could feel that all eyes were on him, waiting for his response. He closed his eyes for a split second before scanning the surrounding crowd.
Finally, with his dark eyes fixed on the man in front of him, he took a deep breath and said,
"I admit that you have talent,"
He turned around and walked away as he finished speaking.
Everyone watching the scene was taken aback when the young man in white turned around to leave. However, many people understood why he left. As a talented man, he couldn't grow in the shadow of another, more talented man.
Fang Yan's heart was pounding as he walked away. To be honest, he couldn't accept his defeat; he knew he was more talented than that man, but he couldn't retort. But his steps came to a halt when the soft voice reached his ears once more.
"Did I ask about your opinion on my talent? Aren't you forgetting something?"
Fang Yan's brow furrowed and his eyes scowled as he turned around to see that man with a slight smile on his face. He could tell that the man was mocking him as he saw that smile.
"What exactly do you want?" His loud voice echoed as his gaze fixed on the man.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Andy's voice reached his ears again.
Fang Yan fell silent for a moment as he scanned his surroundings. His lips pursed as his hoarse voice echoed. He'd had enough of the insult.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
But, just as he said those words, his gaze was drawn to Andy, whose lips pursed into a wide smile, but he remained rooted to the spot as if lightning struck him when the mellow voice of Andy reached his ears.
"I want that pendant hanging on your neck,"
His head bowed inadvertently as the red jade pendant that hung around his neck attracted his dark eyes. His hand moved as he squeezed his grip on the pendant.
"WHY?" his hoarse voice echoed, his dark eyes fixed on the Pendant. He couldn't figure out why, of all things, the man asked for the Pendant. Is he familiar with this pendant? His heartbeat sped up as he thought about it.
His memories were still fresh when his old man informed him that he had found him outside a monastery, wrapped in red cloth and wearing a pendant around his neck. On the pendant, the word FANG was carved beautifully. That is why the old man named him Fang Yan.
Even though he hated his parents for abandoning him, he still carried the pendant for the keepsake. As it was the last thing, his parents had left for him. But now someone is asking for this pendant. He was really hoping to hear something about his parents.
But then he heard an unexpected answer, "I like the Red color,"
When he heard the nonsensical answer, a sudden fit of rage welled up in his heart and his body shook as he clenched the Pendant tightly and gritted his teeth.
His eyes were bloodshot as he yanked the pendant from his neck and tossed it at the man in front of him and he turned around and walked away.
Even though the pendant was precious to him, his pride was more important. He'd had enough insults for the day, and he wanted no more.
Andy caught the Pendant, his gaze fixed on Fang Yan's departing figure. As Fang Yan's figure vanished into the crowd, his gaze was pulled to the circular Jade Pendant that rested on his palm. He even noticed the word FANG beautifully carved on it. His lips curved into a smile as he clenched the pendant in his hands, which then disappeared.
This pendant was the reason Fang Yan tracked down his long-lost parents on the Phoenix Continent. They were one of the Powerful Families, even with some influence in the Upper World. In the book, Fang Yan became even more arrogant after discovering that his family was one of the most powerful families in the world.
Even though Fang Yan could meet his parents. However, without the pendant, it would be delayed for some time.
And all he needed was some time.
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Unbeknownst to anyone, a hooded figure witnessed everything that happened on stage. For a long time, his gaze fixed on the Young Man in Black Robe. He hesitated as if to contemplate something, before shifting his gaze to the departing figure of the Young Man in the White Robe. He clenched his teeth and walked away from the scene after one last look at the young man on stage.
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As soon as the pendant disappeared from his hand, Andy noticed that there was a pin-drop silence, as every eye was observing him carefully.
Many of those eyes were filled with reverence, some with envy, and a few with greed.
A helpless sigh escaped his lips as he shook his head and turned around to return to the stage.
As he approached the stage, he noticed that all the sect's elders were dumbfounded, whereas the Grand Elder of the eternal palace had a slight smile on his face and his eyes were fixed on him, as if he were a walking treasure.
His gaze scanned everyone before settling on the Grand Elder. He clasped his hands and said, "I sincerely apologize for causing serious damage to the Talent Measuring Stone because of my carelessness. Plea.." But before he could finish his sentence, The Grand Elder interrupted by patting Andy's shoulders and saying,
"Don't talk nonsense. You're the Prime Disciple of the Eternal Palace. It makes no difference if you damage one or a dozen stones. You don't have to apologize for that,"
As he finished the sentence, a wide smile appeared on his face, and his gaze was drawn to every Elder of the other sect present on the stage. His heart was filled with satisfaction as he realized that every one of those elders was looking at him with envy.
Andy's brow furrowed as he heard those words, but he realized that his importance had skyrocketed after everyone witnessed his once-in-a-millennium talent. Nonetheless, he clasped his hand and said, "Thank you for your consideration, but I'd like to take the leave,"
The Grand Elder was surprised for a moment, but he immediately replied, "Fine, go rest; you'd be tired. But don't forget that the realm will open in five days."
While he said that, his eyes were filled with affection as he gazed at Andy as if he were his own grandson.
Andy was creeped out when he saw those eyes, but he kept his smile on as he said, "Thank you," before turning around to leave the stage.
But his steps came to a halt when he heard the sweet voice of a woman.
"Even though we were not honored to have you as a disciple. But you will always be the Profound Blossom Sect's Honored Guest. And the offer is still open; you may select many Dual Cultivation partners from our sect."
When Andy turned around, he noticed that the Gorgeous Elder of Profound Blossom Sect. was looking at him with a slight smile on her face. His lips curled into a smile as he said, "I'll visit the Profound Blossom Sect. when the time is right,"
It stunned the elder of the Profound Blossom Sect for a moment as she replied hurriedly, "Sure, our sect's gates are always open for you."
Andy's eyes scanned those Elders' weird expressions before turning around to leave the stage.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the Young Master, who stepped into the carriage after leaving the stage. And as soon as the carriage left, the commotion billowed, and the legend of Young Master Andy began to spread from that day on.
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Andy sat on the carriage, his nails dug into his palms, his gaze fixed on the window. The Demon Lord's voice echoed in his mind.
"What happened? Why did you leave hurriedly?"
While his gaze was drawn to the passing crowd, he mumbled, "I'm not sure why, but a sudden anxiousness has filled my heart. As if I had overlooked something. But I'm not sure about it."
Andy closed his eyes, while demon Lord fell silent for a moment, before his voice echoed in Andy's mind again, "Remember what I told you? Destiny is heavily favoring him. Now that you've exploited his opportunity. Destiny would find one way or another to make him stronger."
Andy exhaled a mouthful of warm air as he heard Demon Lord's voice for the again, "But don't take it too seriously. You should have a single goal in mind. Make yourself stronger. If you are stronger, even Destiny will bow before you. But, at no time, should you become complacent? Even slight laziness from your side could lead to your demise."
Andy's eyes were closed for a long time, even after hearing the Demon Lord's words, but suddenly his heart thumped and a sudden sense of excitement bubbled up in his heart.
"Destiny, huh?" he mumbled as his Blood-red eyes opened.
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The cloaked man strolled through the crowd, his gaze fixed on the young man who was fleeing the mountains.
As he walked, memories from a month ago flashed through his mind. He was in seclusion to make a breakthrough. But then there was a commotion in his home. The Grand Ancestor, who had not spoken for thousands of years, suddenly had divination. The savior of his family will arrive near the mountains, according to the Divination.
When he thought about his family, a flash of hatred flashed through his heart. They were once one of the most powerful families in the upper world thousands of years ago. But they massacred his family overnight, forcing them to flee the upper world and end up in the lower world.
They had to hide even in the Lower world due to a fear of being attacked again. Only a handful of people were aware of their existence.
Even though he couldn't believe the divination that an outsider could revive his family. He was still looking for any last straw that could save his family. But then he heard that the realm was about to open near the mountains.
To be honest, when he arrived at the gathering, he didn't think that the person in the divination could be found here. But when he witnessed the spectacle, his world was turned upside down.
Not one, but two young men with talent that was even rare in the upper world were pitted against each other. Even though he presumed that the young man in the black robe was the person in Divination but when he noticed the other leaving the mountains, his heart told him otherwise. That's why he hopped as soon as he noticed the young man leaving.
Suddenly, he realized he'd left the crown behind and was walking in a deserted area, while the young man in white walked with a lost look in his eyes.
He quickly disappeared and reappeared in front of the young man, his gaze fixed on the Dark Black eyes. While a stern voice came out of his mouth.
"Hold on,"
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