Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

The holy woman's chanting.

It stood silently in mid-air.

at this time.

She fell into a long silence.

The stunningly beautiful face beneath the veil could no longer maintain that aloof and cold demeanor.

Her hands were slightly clenched inside her sleeves.

The knuckles are turning white.

"How is that possible..."

The chanting of Sanskrit lingered in my heart, murmuring to myself.

I thought that Jin Li's ultimate strike, burning his bloodline to its limit, would be enough to force out some of this kid's hidden tricks.

To force out his techniques, his laws, and his magical treasures.

but?

It was still just one punch?

Others may not know the power of this strike, but she does!

That strike had already touched the killing limit of the late stage of the Town Domain, reaching the threshold of the peak of the Town Domain!

Even if it's just me standing on it.

To counter this attack, one must employ the deadly moves of the "Ancient Gengjin Sword Technique," and even unleash some of one's true skills.

It's impossible for someone to crush someone with a single punch, without any trace of malice, like this kid.

Just how much strength is he hiding?

Fan Yin looked at Su Yu.

His cool eyes revealed a deep sense of apprehension and...incomprehension.

Pure physical body.

No rules were invoked.

This shows that he didn't use his full strength in that punch just now.

It wasn't even a warm-up.

It's like... casually swatting away an annoying flying insect.

This composure.

This restraint.

What exactly did he go through to possess such terrifying depth?

"monster."

The Sanskrit chant resonated deep within my heart, offering its final assessment.

At the same time, a strong sense of crisis spread deep within her soul.

The biggest variable in this selection process has emerged.

Deep within the Hall of Transmission of Merit.

In a dark, secret room.

Elder Mo Yuan sat on the futon, his cloudy eyes fixed on the water mirror.

He became even more silent.

But this silence was not due to fear, but rather to extreme ecstasy and shock.

"genius……"

Mo Yuan's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"It's not just about instantly adapting to demonic energy."

"Such an abnormal talent!"

He saw it clearly.

Although that punch just now didn't have any magical fluctuations.

But the skill of compressing power to the extreme and controlling it perfectly is definitely something that has been honed through countless life-and-death battles and amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

This young man not only possesses extraordinary talent, but his fighting instincts are also terrifyingly powerful.

"Excellent! What a powerful punch that can break all laws!"

Mo Yuan laughed inwardly.

"What my legacy needs is this kind of pure violence!"

"This kid is practically a born demonic cultivator!"

An absolute genius.

No background.

Ruthless methods.

His talent is extraordinary.

only……

If he were to truly impart all his primordial cultivation to her, who would be stronger, him or that girl Fanyin?

The chanting of Sanskrit is fierce and powerful, its profound meaning unfathomable.

This kid is incredibly domineering, and his physical body is unfathomable.

If the two were to truly fight, even he, an old monster who had lived for countless eons, would be unable to determine who was superior for the time being.

No matter who you choose, as long as you nurture them and empower them, they will definitely be able to avenge you in the future!

"Since that's the case..."

Mo Yuan made a decision in his heart.

"Then let this old man see for himself whether you or Fan Yin are truly invincible among your peers!"

"Next group!"

Mo Yuan's aged voice, like a resounding bell, boomed across the square.

It broke the deathly silence of the entire venue.

This also marked the end of the competition.

The array of light slowly descended.

Su Yu stood on the arena.

His expression was calm.

He slowly retracted his right fist.

He ignored the awe and fear in the eyes of those around him.

He didn't even look at the complex expression on the holy woman's face in mid-air.

Instead, they took steps forward.

They arrived at the place where Jin Li had turned into a blood mist.

Amidst the blood mist, a dark golden storage bag lay quietly on the ground.

A storage bag for pure-blooded ancient descendants.

There are definitely plenty of good stuff inside.

Su Yu bent down.

The movements were natural.

With a slight movement of his divine sense, he directly erased the faint remaining mark on it and put it into his bosom.

After all, if you have money, why not take it?

Then.

He waved his hand casually.

A wisp of extremely faint demonic energy brushed across the ground.

They thoroughly cleaned away the remaining flesh, blood, and bone fragments from Jin Li.

To destroy the evidence and maintain hygiene.

After doing all this.

Su Yu turned around.

They walked smoothly down the obsidian steps to the arena.

There wasn't a trace of murderous intent from someone who had just killed someone.

It was as if he had just taken a walk on the stage.

The surrounding low-level cultivators scattered to both sides like receding tide.

This cleared a wide passage.

Everyone who looked at him was filled with awe and fear.

Even breathing was suppressed to the extreme.

Su Yu ignored the stares.

He walked straight back to where he had been standing.

As soon as it stopped.

A bluish-gray figure emerged from the crowd like an eel.

He moved right up to Su Yu.

Green scales.

The expression on the face of this female dragon with her mottled bloodline was particularly fascinating at this moment.

Shock, lingering fear, and ecstasy were all intertwined.

She looked at Su Yu, her vertical pupils flashing with an astonishing light.

No hesitation.

Qinglin immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute, leaned forward slightly, and spoke with an extremely practiced and obsequious tone.

"Boss!!"

That shout of "Boss!" was delivered with great force.

There was absolutely no psychological burden.

Having spent so many years struggling in the depths of the Demon Abyss, Qinglin understands the rules of survival better than anyone else.

face?

What is that?

Can it be exchanged for cultivation resources? Can it save my life?

The half-blood of the Abyss Dragon Clan in front of me was a peerless ruthless person who killed a mid-stage Zhenyu expert with a single punch!

These are real thighs!

Thighs thicker than a water tank!

As long as she can hold him tight, who will dare to bully her in the outer sect?

Qinglin raised her head, her face beaming with smiles.

"Boss, from now on you're like my brother!"

"Serving tea and water, running errands and gathering information—just say the word, and Qinglin will do it without hesitation!"

Su Yu looked at Qing Lin, who was making a firm promise in front of him.

His deep eyes were calm and undisturbed.

He considered it for a moment.

He nodded slightly.

"Can."

Two words.

Calm and restrained.

Su Yu had his own considerations.

His current identity as "Long Yu" is that of a low-class mixed-race person with no background.

If you appear too aloof, you're more likely to attract attention.

Having a local mixed-race underling by his side not only helps with miscellaneous tasks but also serves as a cover.

This makes the identity seem more real and complete.

Most importantly, Qinglin has spent years working at the bottom of society and is well-informed, which may be helpful for his future actions within the Shimo Sect.

Hearing Su Yu agree.

Qinglin was so excited he almost jumped up.

"Thanks, boss!"

She immediately stood obediently behind Su Yu, slightly behind him by half a step.

Hold your head high.

They perfectly embodied the attitude of borrowing the tiger's power.

The demon cultivators around them, upon witnessing this scene, all had a flash of intense jealousy in their eyes.

This female dragon is incredibly lucky!

Just by casually striking up a conversation, I somehow managed to latch onto the powerful figure at the Domain Suppressing Realm!

……

at the same time.

Deep within the Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits.

It is tens of millions of miles away from the Beginning Demon Sect.

A continuous, dark golden mountain range, like a lurking ancient beast, lies coiled on the earth.

This is the ancestral home of the ancient, dark gold Suanni clan.

The highest point of the mountain range.

Inside a magnificent temple entirely crafted from Gengjin divine stone.

It is filled with countless spirit tablets representing one's birth year.

Each Soul Card represents a core member of the Dark Gold Suanni clan.