Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1693 A Blessing and a Curse

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Not too far away, in the VIP room of room number 88.

Wang Wei could no longer contain his elation; his grin stretched almost to his ears: "Hahaha! Number one on the Prodigy Ranking! What do you all think?! Who else could be so fortunate?!"

Although he knew that Xiao Yi had an extraordinary background and unlimited potential, he never truly equated the title of "top of the prodigies list" with her.

This unexpected joy meant to him personally that he had once taught the champion who topped the list of prodigies.

These honors caused his chest to heave violently.

For Chang'an Academy, this is an unparalleled honor, like the finishing touch on a dragon, or adding wings to a tiger.

From this day forward, the history of Chang'an Academy will forever remember that it nurtured a peerless genius who stood out from his contemporaries.

Beside Wang Wei, Lian Changzhi, who always paid attention to his appearance, was no longer wearing a sharp suit and tie, but instead wore a Tang-style casual outfit made by the Liu family to congratulate him. Loose trousers concealed the injury on his unhealed right leg.

Although his face was slightly pale, a smile played on his lips as he said, "Well? Old Ghost Zhi, Fatty, are you convinced or not?!"

Looking at the complex and indescribable expressions on Zhixing and Bai Canhong's faces, which were a mixture of surprise and frustration, he felt a surge of indescribable pride and joy.

As a sinner who had offended and attacked Xiaoyi, he became her protector, uh, senior guard, in the name of "atonement".

Today's confirmation of my previously anticipated top ranking is undoubtedly a turning point from misfortune to fortune, a reversal of fortune.

It should be noted that if the top of the Prodigy Ranking were to fall without any unexpected event, his future achievements would at least be those of a renowned Super Douluo.

Moreover, its potential, viewed from a historical perspective, ranks at least among the top three in a thousand years, or even number one!

Not to mention Xiao Yi, no, she should now be respectfully called Miss Donghuang Xiuyi. She has already established her own strength and can honestly say that even Chang Zhi might not be her match.

More importantly, during that life-or-death protection mission, he had gained the deeper trust of this future giant and the Chen family behind him.

This is not only an opportunity for him, but also a bright future for his grandson, Lian Shouzhong.

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The atmosphere was somewhat somber in the private box reserved for Team 111, Chang'an.

Yesterday, we just finished the "seventh day after the death" ceremony. The college thought we would take the teachers and students who have been coming to Tian Dou these past few days to watch the Focus Battle, both to cheer them on and to help them relax and change their mood.

No one expected to stumble upon such a spectacular show that shook the entire audience.

When the four words "Donghuang Xiuyi" resounded throughout the arena like thunder, the figure sitting on the throne with petals flying everywhere seemed to be coated with a divine light, and little Ji Tiantian's eyes lit up instantly, as if stars had fallen into them.

"I knew it! Sister Xiaoyi is the most amazing! She really is the Eastern Emperor! This sea of ​​flowers is so beautiful..."

There was no surprise or doubt in her tone, only an almost self-evident certainty.

Sitting next to her, Lin Jingshu was slightly taken aback and subconsciously asked, "You know? You... how did you know that Chen Xinyi is Donghuang?"

Ji Tiantian tilted her head back, her eyes clear, and earnestly explained, "Teacher Lin, back in Zhongnan Mountain, Sister Xiaoyi single-handedly swept away the entire Silver Moon Wolf pack's ferocious charge! She was so amazing... so..."

The little girl searched for words, her cheeks flushed with excitement, "...It's just like the sun! At that time, I thought to myself, maybe Sister Xiaoyi is the most powerful Donghuang!"

Lin Jingshu was speechless.

She never imagined that the almost hazy admiration and expectation in a child's heart would come true today. As Zhuang Mochen's fellow disciple and a seventh-grade Azure Jade Vine Soul Master, she looked at the seven giant vines that were even larger than her Martial Soul True Body, and her thoughts were filled with countless emotions.

Ha, even Donghuang Xiuyi can be her own teacher.

On the other side, Yan Xiaolai, who was still rather thin, remained silent, his lips pressed tightly together.

He had just experienced the loss of his father, and the immense grief combined with the shock of the scene before him made his still childish eyes shine with a particularly complex light.

He muttered very softly, "If only... if only I could stand on such a competition stage with Sister Yi and Sixth Brother... how wonderful that would be..."

These words not only express envy for the older brothers and sisters, but also seem to reflect the deep, instinctive yearning for power that arises after suddenly losing one's support.

A large, warm hand patted Yan Xiaolai on the head; it was Yan Nanfei.

With an encouraging smile on his face, he squinted at the audience and said, "Practice hard, and maybe the next competition will be your stage."

Yan Xiaolai nodded heavily, his tightly pursed lips finally relaxing a little.

The teachers in the private room couldn't help but linger their gazes on Ji Tiantian and Yan Xiaolai for a while longer.

One is Chen Hua's precious disciple, and the other is about to enter Chen Zhang's sect. They are already promising talents who will become pillars of the academy in the future, so they will probably have to be treated even more carefully in the future.

Yan Nanfei's gaze shifted to the figure standing straight in front of the French windows.

Zhuo Qianren stood before the enormous crystal curtain wall, as upright as a pine tree. However, his expression revealed a hint of incongruity with the high spirits inside the private room, as if he were somewhat... lost in thought.

"Professor Zhuo?" Yan Nanfei called out to him in a low voice.

"Hmm..." Zhuo Qianren seemed to be startled awake and responded, but did not turn around.

He was still looking outside, his eyes deep.

In the past, upon learning that the coveted top spot on the list of geniuses had been claimed by Chang'an, one would have been overjoyed and deeply gratified.

But at this moment, what stirred within him was not pure joy.

Being in the same academy as the top-ranked student and the third-ranked student is undoubtedly an unprecedented honor and opportunity.

But this glory itself... comes with a huge vortex.

Looking back on this year, Chang'an College has suffered a series of unprecedented major battles, resulting in personnel losses and severe damage to its vitality.

As his bond with the Chen family deepened, he realized that the root of these calamities was to protect those few troublemakers in the Chen family—Donghuang Xiuyi, Chen Xiaojun, and the others.
Now that the dust has settled, the brilliance of the top genius shines so brightly at this moment.

These two prodigies, who are enough to dominate the contemporary generation, will continue to study and grow in the academy for more than ten years.

In the next ten years or so... how many storms will be stirred up around the academy and around them?
Is this sudden fame a blessing or a curse for the academy?

Zhuo Qianren felt uncertain and overwhelmed, as if he were exhausted.

He knew better than anyone else that he, along with the entire Chang'an Academy, was already inextricably linked to the Chen family.

This ship has sailed into the middle of the ocean. Want to turn back? Not a chance.

The title of being a patron of the Chen family on one's shoulders is an inescapable burden, containing not only trust but also an overwhelming sense of responsibility and an endless, turbulent sea.

Perhaps this is the price of climbing the academic ladder.

(End of this chapter)