Brother Who Determines the Fate of the Nation: My Great Emperor's Cultivation Level Exposed by

Yukina reached into the hidden pocket at her waist.

There was only one last thing left in the bag: a dark red pill the size of a fingernail, sealed with a layer of wax.

Blood Pill for Attracting Beasts.

This is a secret artifact of the Shadow Consortium of the Sakura Kingdom. When crushed, it releases a bloody aura that can instantly ignite the bloodlust of all ferocious beasts within a radius of 100 meters, causing them to engage in a frenzied pursuit indiscriminately.

It was originally intended to be used to lure away ferocious beasts and escape in times of crisis.

But at this moment, Xue Nai stared at the shelter thirty meters away, illuminated by the campfire, with only one thought in her mind.

Why does that useless woman from the Dragon Kingdom get to sit inside and grill meat so peacefully, while I have to bleed and wait to die here?

unfair.

On what grounds?

She did not hesitate.

It was thrown directly at Su Ruoruo, and finally pierced through with a knife.

The vines that were originally wandering and chasing each other went berserk the moment they came into contact with this scent.

The ground shook violently, and countless black vines surged toward Su Ruoruo's location from all directions, at least three times faster than before.

Fifty.

One hundred.

Two hundred.

Countless vines converged into a black torrent, sweeping over Su Ruoruo like a tidal wave.

Xue Nai's lips twitched, and she uttered a sentence.

"Go to hell, you pig from the Dragon Kingdom, your good luck has run out."

The Dragon Kingdom's live stream room exploded.

The screen was flooded with comments within 0.3 seconds, and then the game crashed.

"You traitorous dogs from the cherry blossom country! Shifting the blame eastward!"

"Ruoruo, run!"

"Damn it!"

"Those despicable bastards, if anything happens to them, I'll blow your island to smithereens tomorrow!"

The server crashed twice within three seconds.

The anger of 1.4 billion people in China burned through the entire platform's backend.

On the screen, black vines had already surged to the front of the shelter.

The range of Asura's destructive power is fifteen meters.

The berserk effect of the Beast-Attracting Blood Pill caused the Vine Demons to completely lose their minds.

The first vine rushed into the fifteen-meter range, a puff of white smoke rising from its tip, a small section of which was scorched, but it did not retreat.

The second one, the third one, the tenth one.

More and more vines, disregarding the scorching heat, frantically pushed forward.

The deterrent power of the Asura's ruthless might is being overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

The moment the onrushing torrent of vines crashed into the wooden fence, the entire fence shattered as if it were made of paper.

Su Ruoruo was thrown to the ground by the blast wave, her back slamming hard against a rock, causing her to groan in pain.

She struggled to her feet, clutching her weapon tightly in her hand.

The global live stream room was deathly silent.

In the highest conference room of the Dragon Kingdom, several elderly people stood up at the same time, and the chairs fell to the ground without anyone helping them up.

"Su Ruoruo!"

A white-haired general slammed his fist on the table, his knuckles cracking, but he was completely unaware.

In the live broadcast room in the United States, the viewers held their breath.

Alice's father, Morgan, leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table as he muttered something under his breath.

"It's better if he's dead; one less opponent."

In the live stream room of Japan, the barrage of comments was overwhelming.

"Lady Yukina is so clever! This is the wisdom of a ninja!"

"That woman from the Dragon Kingdom is dead meat, hahahahaha!"

"The power of the Asura is nothing more than that; it's just a passive skill, and it can't withstand a large number of enemies."

In the scene, the first vine had already reached Su Ruoruo's tucked-up ankle, its barbs piercing her trouser leg and leaving a bloody mark on her calf.

Su Ruoruo didn't scream. She bit her lip until it bled, and blood dripped from her chin onto the ground.

A second vine wrapped around her forearm.

The third one curled towards her neck.

At this very moment.

The sky cracked.

It's not a metaphor.

The thick layer of gray clouds above the forbidden area was torn in two by a force descending from the sky.

"Boom!"

The sound did not come from the clouds.

It comes from a higher place, from the sky, from the end of the heavens.

The entire planet Earth heard it.

The night sky over the Dragon Kingdom was shaking.

The daytime in the beautiful country is shaking.

The twilight in the land of cherry blossoms is shaking.

The morning in the land where the sun never sets is trembling.

Seven billion people around the world are looking up at the same time.

A powerful pressure poured down from the crack.

It has no color, no shape, and cannot be seen or touched.

But everyone felt it.

In the forbidden area, the vines stopped growing.

All the vines, whether they were wrapped around Su Ruoruo or chasing other contestants around the island, stopped moving at the same moment.

then.

boom.

A dull, loud bang shook the entire island.

All the vines were pressed firmly to the ground by an irresistible force, clinging to the soil, motionless.

The vine that had been wrapped around Su Ruoruo's neck loosened the moment the pressure descended, and the vine trembled violently as it lay flat on the ground.

It's not just vines.

Without exception, all the surviving contestants in the forbidden area knelt on the ground.

In the global live stream, all comments disappeared.

Seven billion people stared at the screen, but no one typed or spoke.

The sky brightened.

From the gap in the torn clouds above the forbidden area, golden light began to spread outwards, layer by layer, turning the entire gray sky into pure gold.

Amidst the light, a massive golden panel slowly emerged.

On the panel, large, blood-red characters appeared line by line.

[The second ranking list for the "National Fortune Challenge" has officially begun.]

[The Mortal Limit Ranking]

Five large golden characters hung in the center of the sky, each stroke radiating golden light so bright it was blinding.

On the forbidden island, all the surviving contestants remained kneeling on the ground, none daring to raise their heads.

The system's announcements are still ongoing.

That emotionless, mechanical voice pounded into the ears of seven billion people around the world, word by word.

This ranking will assess the absolute limits of physical and mental combat power that the elder brothers of chosen ones from various countries can achieve before they reach the transcendent stage.

The countries that rank highly on the list will receive generous national fortune rewards.

The top-ranked player will receive a unique divine blessing.

The moment the last four words were uttered, the reactions of high-ranking officials around the world were ten times more intense than those of the contestants in the forbidden area.

Beautiful country, the Oval Office of the White House.

President Morgan sprang up from his chair, bracing his hands on the desk, his fingernails digging into the mahogany surface.

"The limits of mortals?"

"An opportunity! This is an opportunity God has given us!"

He turned around and roared at all the staff members present.

"What did that good-for-nothing Su Xuan do in the cultivation world for the first three years? Carry water! Sweep floors! Work as a handyman! He was beaten half to death every day, and he wasn't even qualified to touch the most basic cultivation methods!"

"How high can the physical limits of a mortal who is trampled underfoot at the very bottom of the cultivation world be?"

"And Arthur? My son has been receiving top-tier military training since he was six, and he's been injected with a modified super serum since childhood. His physical abilities are thirty times that of an average person!"

"What does the Dragon Kingdom have to compete with us in this round?!"

No one responded.

No one dared to answer.

It's not because Morgan's argument is unreasonable.

On the contrary, everyone thought he made perfect sense.

Morgan didn't wait for their response and grabbed the red phone on the table.

"Connect to the Ministry of National Defense. Highest authority."

Three seconds later, the call connected.

"Open the top-secret treasury of the Holy Grail Project! All the undisclosed S-class gene serums, alien meteorite extracts, and ultimate trump cards to defy fate—transfer them all across dimensions to Arthur!"

"At all costs, push my son's mortal limits to the absolute maximum!"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"Sir, once the Holy Grail Project's reserves are used up, they cannot be replenished within fifty years."

"I meant all of them!"

Morgan hung up the phone.

Tokyo, the land of cherry blossoms, the headquarters of the Shadow Foundation.

In a secret laboratory on the 37th underground floor, a dozen elderly people dressed in black kimonos sat around a long table.

On the table was a glass container containing a dark red bone fragment.

There were faint traces of blood flowing on the surface of the bones.

It is alive.

"There are seven portions of the secret medicine for bone and blood left by the sword saints of all generations. Each portion used reduces the remaining portion."

The white-haired old man sitting in the main seat spoke slowly. His right eye was a prosthetic eye, which made a faint mechanical sound when it turned.

"Pour it all into Hanzo's body."

A younger man next to him hesitated.

"Sect Master, if all seven portions are used, Hanzo's lifespan will be shortened by at least twenty years."

The white-haired old man raised his prosthetic eye and gave him a cold look.

The young man immediately shut up and lowered his head.

"Twenty years to reach the top of the list, to receive a divine blessing, it's worth it."

The white-haired old man stood up, walked to the laboratory workbench, and personally opened the seal on the first tube of the Bone and Blood Secret Medicine.

Dark red liquid churned inside the tube, emitting a strong, pungent smell of blood.

The Russian Bear Country, Siberia, underground military base.

Ivan was strapped to a metal operating table, his body covered in tubes, and sixteen vials of berserk serum were simultaneously injected into his veins through different injection ports.

His muscles were visibly bulging, veins were popping out, and all the capillaries on the surface of his skin were bursting, turning his whole body red with his own blood.

He was howling.

That sound couldn't be made by a human.

The medical team behind the control panel recorded data expressionlessly, and no one looked at his face.

The land where the sun never sets, Windsor Castle, the underground chamber.

Knight William knelt before a stone platform, twelve ancient swords hovering above his head, each one humming.

The oldest round table baptism.

As the runes on the stone platform lit up, twelve ancient swords simultaneously pierced his body, precisely penetrating twelve acupoints through his shoulder blades, ribs, and spine.

William bit the leather strap in his mouth without making a sound.

Blood flowed from beneath him, pooling on the ground and following the patterns on the stone platform into the ditch below.

The whole world is going crazy.

They poured the nation's resources into this desperate gamble.

At this moment, the live stream chat was completely taken over by online trolls from various countries.

The American online army took the lead, flooding the Chinese live stream with carefully crafted sarcastic comments.

"People of the Dragon Kingdom, wake up! Your good luck has come to an end!"

"What determines the limits of mortals? Muscles! Fighting skills! Killing techniques! What makes a farm boy who's spent three years carrying water in the cultivation world compare to our super soldiers?"

"Arthur could bend steel pipes with his bare hands when he was six, and he killed someone in combat when he was twelve. What was Su Xuan doing when he was twelve? Planting rice seedlings in the field, hahaha!"

The navy of the Sakura Kingdom followed closely behind.

"Miyamoto Hanzo inherited the bloodline of the seventh generation of sword saints. His swordsmanship at the mortal stage has reached the peak of human limits. That servant in the Dragon Kingdom is not even worthy of carrying his shoes."

"The top spot on the Mortal Limit Ranking is destined to belong to our Sakura Country. People from the Dragon Country can start preparing to cry."

The comments from the "Everlasting British Empire" were even more scathing.

"What right does a poor country boy, whose body may not even be fully developed, have to compare himself to us royal knights who have undergone marrow cleansing and bone marrow tempering since childhood, to challenge the limits of mortals?"

"The gap cannot be bridged by luck. This time, China is going to be exposed for what it truly is."

Even in Russia's live stream, some people were gloating.

"Ivan grew up fighting bears in the icy plains, so his physique at the mortal stage is on a completely different level. That weak scholar from the Dragon Kingdom will probably be at the bottom this time."

The atmosphere in the Dragon Kingdom's live stream room plummeted to freezing point.

The comments section became sparse, each one filled with barely suppressed anxiety.

"To be honest, Su Xuan was really just a menial laborer for the first three years in the cultivation world. We really didn't have much confidence in terms of the limits of mortals."

"Dude, don't say that. What if?"

"What if? Others have been given special treatments since childhood, while our Su Xuan has been farming and carrying water since he was a child. How can we compare?"

"Damn it, if we lose this round, we'll lose the national fortune reward. What if Ruoruo is in the forbidden area?"

"Stop talking, just watch, there's nothing we can do about it anyway."

Inside the highest meeting room of the Dragon Kingdom, the atmosphere was so heavy it seemed to drip water.

The elderly men exchanged complicated glances.

A general with a full head of silver hair put down his teacup, the bottom of which hit the table with a crisp sound.

"We have no super serum, no bone and blood elixir, no berserk serum, and no round table baptism."

He paused for a moment.

Before embarking on his cultivation journey, Su Xuan was just an ordinary rural boy.

No one speaks.

The meeting room was silent for a full ten seconds.

Another elderly man spoke, his voice soft, but every word he uttered was firm and resounding.

"Let's wait for the list to come out."

On the sky, the golden panel shone brighter and brighter.

The rankings on the list are appearing line by line from bottom to top.

At this moment, seven billion eyes around the world were all locked onto that golden panel.