Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

"Nine...nine levels?"

"Seven-colored rainbow light, this, this..."

"OMG……"

"What... what kind of strange talent is this?"

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the seven-colored rainbow, speechless for a long time.

Su Wenyuan's expression was extremely solemn. He looked at Li Yuan quietly, his gaze complex.

A rainbow of colors at level nine.

This has exceeded everyone's expectations, breaking the record set by Shenwu Academy and even the entire city of Chang'an, and may even... overturn some common sense.

The boy who caused all this storm still had his eyes closed and his palms still pressed against the stone surface.

As if immersed in another world, they were completely unaware of the turbulent waves he had unleashed.

The seven-colored rainbow light began to slowly dissipate, eventually disappearing into the spirit-refining stone.

The square remained silent, all eyes fixed on that thin figure.

Li Yuan's face was pale. He slowly opened his eyes, a trace of lingering unease still remaining in them.

He calmly withdrew his hand, composed himself, and met the various gazes around him with composure—some shocked, some inquisitive, some jealous, and most bewildered.

No one has ever seen such a phenomenon, and no one can define this talent.

The instructor in charge of taking notes turned pale, his hand holding the pen trembled violently, and he hesitated to write anything as he stared at the blank paper.

Finally, he looked to the dean for help.

Su Wenyuan pondered for a moment and said to the instructor, "Let's call the talent type a mutated type for now, and the grade nine."

"Mutant, Level Nine!"

The instructor's voice trembled; he felt honored to witness such a legend.

Chen Shuo remained silent, his sharp eyes quietly scrutinizing Li Yuan, his gaze unfathomable, as if he were lost in thought.

Li Yuan was startled and a sense of vigilance rose in his heart, as if this person's gaze could see right through him.

"Li Yuan!" Su Wenyuan's voice drew his attention back. "Come with me."

Without offering further explanation, Su Wenyuan turned and walked into the academy. Chen Shuo glanced at Li Yuan and followed.

Li Yuan took a deep breath and silently followed behind the two.

After passing through several courtyards, they arrived at a quiet study. Su Wenyuan dismissed the guards on either side, leaving only Chen Shuo standing to the side.

He pointed to the chair next to him: "Sit down."

Li Yuan sat down as instructed, his back straight and his posture respectful, yet without any air of servility.

Su Wenyuan sat down behind his desk, pulled out a document from a pile of papers, and quickly flipped through it, his brows furrowing slightly.

Li Yuan guessed it was his own file. His reputation wasn't good, so the records inside were probably not satisfactory either.

Putting down the file, Su Wenyuan looked at Li Yuan and slowly said, "Li Yuan, you should also know that level nine talent is extremely rare. In the more than four hundred years since the academy was founded, there are only a handful of people with clearly recorded level nine talent."

"Each appearance signifies the beginning of a new era."

He paused deliberately after speaking, observing Li Yuan's reaction, but the boy in front of him was unusually calm, completely contradicting what was said in the file.

"You should know that those with extraordinary abilities can bring blessings to the world or bring disaster to humanity. I have reviewed your file and found some flaws, but that is all in the past, so let's leave it aside for now."

At this point, his gaze sharpened instantly. "Today, I wish to ask you: having awakened such a talent, what are your aspirations for the future?"

Li Yuan met Su Wenyuan's gaze and smiled slightly: "My ambition is to eliminate demons and protect the peace of the Tang Dynasty."

Su Wenyuan was clearly not satisfied with such a perfunctory and vague answer: "Exorcising demons and protecting the country and its people is a noble cause and the very foundation of the academy."

"Everyone can say this, but not everyone has the original intention."

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, and a faint purple halo seemed to flow deep within his eyes.

"Li Yuan, look at this old man."

Li Yuan felt that there was a strange power in those eyes, which made him unable to think for a moment.

"Tell me, setting aside all those grand principles, when you were younger, before you even knew what talent was, what was the thing you most wanted to do?"

An irresistible force quietly invaded with his voice, causing Li Yuan's consciousness to fall into a strange illusion in an instant, as if he were really an innocent little child.

Back then, he was still in modern times. Three generations of his family had served in the military, and he grew up listening to his father's heroic deeds, so he had never become rebellious.

"I want to be a general."

"Commanding thousands of troops, protecting our homeland, expanding our territory, and ensuring that wherever our Chinese banners point, no enemy dares to invade."

He spoke with unwavering conviction, his eyes shining brightly; clearly, this was his most genuine thought from the depths of his heart.

Su Wenyuan and Chen Shuo exchanged a glance, their worries dissipating. There were very few people in the world who could resist his True Word Technique, let alone a young man who had not yet embarked on cultivation.

"Good! What a fine example of protecting the country! Your heart is pure and sincere. I believe you."

He stroked his beard and smiled, for with such a foundation of character, even with some past flaws, he could still be refined.

"Your talent has never been recorded before, and its specific attributes will only be known through future exploration."

"Our Divine Martial Academy, and even the entire Great Tang, has not produced a ninth-level talent for many years. The last one with clear records was General Yuchi Feng, who was sixty years ago. His talent was Nine Heavens Thunder Gang, which was fierce and unparalleled. Now he is stationed in the northern frontier, commanding tens of thousands of troops to intimidate the demons and barbarians. He is a pillar of our Great Tang."

"A level nine talent is really that amazing?" Li Yuan thought to himself, never expecting to be so lucky.

The reason he appeared so calm was mainly because his mind was influenced by the palace, and also because his soul belonged to a veteran who had fought countless battles, and his personality was naturally composed.

He gradually came to his senses, and a youthful joy appeared in his eyes.

"The other one," Su Wenyuan looked at Chen Shuo, who was silent to the side, "is Ye Hongyu, who was a fleeting beauty forty years ago. Her talent involves the power of time and space, which is mysterious and unpredictable. Now she is one of the youngest deputy commanders of the Demon Suppression Division and a pillar of the country."

His gaze returned to Li Yuan, filled with expectation: "Level nine talent means no possibility, but it also means greater responsibility and a more arduous path."

"I hope you will not waste your natural talent, but diligently study and never stop, so that you may become a pillar of our great Tang Dynasty in the future."

"The students will keep in mind the dean's teachings."

Li Yuan stood up abruptly and bowed.

"You must be tired today, go back and rest. Report to the academy in three days, and we'll take care of the arrangements."

Su Wenyuan waved his hand.

Li Yuan bowed again and left the study.

Chen Shuo remained silent throughout, only speaking slowly after he left: "This matter has probably already spread, attracting the covetous eyes of those demons."

"I will send someone to protect him secretly, and also to investigate the boy's character."

Li Yuan was completely unaware of all this. Instead of leaving through the main gate, he inquired with an instructor and secretly left Shenwu Academy through a hidden side door.

I took the back roads all the way back to the courtyard in Changning Lane.

After confirming that no one was following him, Li Yuan closed the door and did not turn on the light. He sat in the shadows in the corner of the room, leaning against the cold wall, and fell into deep thought.

The vast starry river behind the bronze palace gate reappeared before his eyes. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, it was enough to shock him.