I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, snow and wind blow year-round.

The howling wind was like a steel knife scraping bones, swirling up a sky full of white snow.

A bolt of lightning violently tore through the wind and snow, crashing onto the bluestone slab in front of the main hall on the summit.

The lightning dissipated.

Xiao Ting disregarded his image and glanced at his watch.

Nine minutes and fifty-five seconds.

"Holy crap...we almost lost..."

Xiao Ting breathed a long sigh of relief and patted his chest.

If he were even a second late, his master's sword would definitely have slashed his thigh.

He knows Ouyang Qianjue too well.

If you say you'll break a dog's legs, you definitely won't just offer a discount.

Xiao Ting straightened his wrinkled coat and took a deep breath.

He put on a docile and ingratiating expression and tiptoed to push open the heavy wooden door of the main hall.

The main hall was very empty.

There were no superfluous decorations, only endless coldness.

Ouyang Qianjue, dressed in a gray robe, sat cross-legged on a futon in the center of the hall.

A sheathed longsword lay across his knees.

Although there was no deliberate attempt to release any aura.

But that faint polarization law still made Xiao Ting feel a chilling sharpness.

"Master...I'm back."

Xiao Tingqian chuckled twice, then hunched his neck and leaned closer.

He stared nervously at Ouyang Qianjue's face, afraid that the sword might suddenly fly up.

Ouyang Qianjue slowly opened his eyes.

His deep eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.

He looked Xiao Ting up and down, his gaze finally settling on the pair of gaudy, oversized shorts.

"Nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds."

Ouyang Qianjue's voice was calm.

"Your lightning technique is surprisingly fast when you're practicing, but you're quite skilled at it when you're escaping."

Xiao Ting scratched his head awkwardly.

"Master, what are you saying? I was just worried that you would get impatient."

"Besides, I was just doing justice online today!"

Xiao Ting felt a pang of grievance.

He meant well in trying to reassure Chinese netizens, but in the end, he was the one who got scolded and beaten up.

Shen Tian's guy is a force to be reckoned with outside, showing off like the wind.

He gets called a noob at internet cafes, and then gets scolded again when he goes back to the mountains?

Everyone here is a prodigy, yet the difference is just too outrageous.

"Upholding justice?"

Ouyang Qianjue snorted coldly.

"That's just embarrassing."

"The dignified chief of Kunlun, a seventh-level innate awakener."

"At that age and with that level of cultivation, Shen Tian single-handedly cleaved the Holy City of the Purple Spirit Clan in two."

"And you?"

These words were like an invisible sword, piercing directly into Xiao Ting's chest.

His mouth twitched violently.

Although I already knew I was no match for that freak, it was really hurtful to have my master say it so bluntly.

"Master, that's not fair."

Xiao Ting muttered softly.

"Is Shen Tian even human? He's a monster!"

"A seventh-tier character fighting a ninth-tier character? Even novels wouldn't dare to write a plot like this."

"You're comparing me to a living Yama, aren't you just trying to put me down?"

He was internally ranting and raving.

Ever since the last baptism in Kunlun, everyone knows that Shen Tian is a freak.

With my skinny arms and legs, how can I compare my head to that?

Ouyang Qianjue ignored Xiao Ting's sophistry.

He simply watched his apprentice quietly.

Xiao Ting actually has extremely high talent, having awakened innate lightning, and is extremely compatible with the Kunlun inheritance.

In any era, he would absolutely be a peerless genius who would dominate an entire generation.

Unfortunately.

He was born in an era when Shen Tian existed.

No matter how dazzling Xiao Ting is, as long as Shen Tian is still standing there, everyone else's brilliance will be overshadowed.

"Shut up."

Ouyang Qianjue uttered two words.

Xiao Ting shuddered and immediately shut his mouth, standing ramrod straight.

Ouyang Qianjue looked at Xiao Ting, who was standing ramrod straight, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by solemnity.

"Do you think I called you back in such a hurry just to scold you?" Ouyang Qianjue's voice was deep.

Xiao Ting blinked.

Is not it?

Every time before, it was because I was playing games at an internet cafe that I got dragged back and beaten up.

But he didn't dare say it and could only obediently shake his head.

"Your disciple wouldn't dare! Master must have something important to instruct you on!"

Ouyang Qianjue stood up.

He casually placed the sheathed sword from his lap next to the prayer mat.

We walked step by step to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the main hall.

Outside the window, the blizzard in Kunlun resembled a roaring white dragon.

"The Purple Spirit Clan has declared war."

Ouyang Qianjue spoke slowly.

"You know better than I do what the internet situation is like in China right now."

Xiao Ting put away his usual playful smile.

Although he enjoys making boastful remarks online and is addicted to playing games.

But he is, after all, the chief of Kunlun.

He never wavers when it comes to matters of principle.

"Netizens are now excited and feel that with Shen Tian around, our Dragon Kingdom is invincible."

Xiao Ting curled his lip.

"But the Purple Spirit Clan is not someone to be trifled with."

"Since they dared to declare war on all fronts, their resources must be terrifyingly deep."

"Moreover, it seems that the Longjing Tianshu Bureau doesn't intend to protect Shen Tian to the death."

Xiao Ting's mind worked extremely fast.

He touched his chin.

"It's obvious that someone is stirring things up and trying to put Shen Tian in the spotlight."

Ouyang Qianjue turned around and glanced at him.

There was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Although his apprentice was a bit annoying at times, like a perpetually immature internet addict, he never lacked a sense of the big picture.

"Someone is taking advantage of this situation."

Ouyang Qianjue sneered.

"He wanted Shen Tian to become the target of everyone's anger and bear the wrath of all races."

"But these are not things you should worry about."

Ouyang Qianjue turned around, his gaze piercing Xiao Ting's eyes like a sharp sword.

"I brought you back so that from this day forward, you will be permanently stationed in the back mountains of Kunlun."

"You're not allowed to go anywhere until you break through to the eighth rank!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ting's face instantly turned green.

Eighth rank?

What the hell!

"Master, do you have some misunderstanding about me?"

"I'm only at the early stage of the seventh rank!"

"You want me to break through to the eighth rank in one go? That would take forever!"

"I haven't even reached Challenger rank yet this season!"

Xiao Ting was so anxious he jumped up and down.

Eighth rank? Is that something to be taken lightly?

Throughout the entire Dragon Kingdom, apart from Shen Tian, ​​who is an freak who cannot be measured by common sense, even advancing in rank is as easy as drinking water.

Which prodigy doesn't spend more than ten or even several decades honing their foundation in the laws?

He's only recently advanced to the seventh rank, and he's already trying to break through to the eighth rank?

This is going to kill him!

"Stop trying to fool me with that nonsense."

Ouyang Qianjue remained unmoved.

"In the past, I could let you whittle me down slowly and let you run wild at the foot of the mountain."

"But now, there's not enough time."

Xiao Ting was stunned.

Not enough time?

This was the first time he had ever seen such a solemn expression on the face of his master, who was known as the number one sword saint in the Dragon Kingdom.

Even if the Purple Spirit Clan were to declare war on all, it wouldn't warrant Ouyang Qianjue saying something like that.

"Master... what do you mean by this?"