Chapter 246: Because Your Number of Nascent Souls Is Too Few

Chapter 246: Because Your Number of Nascent Souls Is Too Few

Hearing these words, everyone else nodded in agreement with Shen Zhifeng. This way, they wouldn’t lose face.

At that moment, a lazy voice drifted in.

"His strength is barely acceptable, but if you’re talking about taking first place on the Eastern Lands Heavenly Talents List, he still wouldn’t get it."

Qi Yuan appeared, dressed in a bright red blood robe, his face strikingly handsome, his aura like that of a transcendent being. Anyone who laid eyes on him couldn’t help but show a hint of reverence or other complex emotions.

Even Jiang Lingsu took a few extra glances at Qi Yuan. Today, it seemed that he had gone to extra lengths to dress up, making him particularly eye-catching, with a charm and appearance that made her heart flutter and her face flush.

The only flaw in this picture was that he was holding a rope in his hand, with a pet cleaver tied to the other end.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Qi Yuan!"

"It’s been a few days, and Senior Brother Qi Yuan is as impressive as ever," said Zhuge Miao of the Divine Medicine Peak, his expression complicated.

The last time Zhuge Miao had seen Qi Yuan, he had asked him for advice on improving a pill formula. At that time, he had called Qi Yuan "junior brother." Afterward, he ventured into a secret realm, gained substantial benefits, and returned triumphantly, having advanced to the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm.

And now... Qi Yuan had already reached the Nascent Soul stage.

When Zhuge Miao heard this news, he was dumbfounded.

At that moment, the other Nascent Soul cultivators also turned their gazes toward Qi Yuan, their expressions varied.

"Greetings, True Lord Qi Yuan!"

"Who would have thought that today our Great Shang would gather such talents."

"It won’t be long before Qi Yuan becomes the second Shen Wushen."

"True Lord Qi Yuan is a young genius; he’s sure to achieve great things in the future."

The Nascent Soul cultivators couldn’t help but flatter him.

Qi Yuan, however, couldn’t help but respond, "No need to talk about the future; I’ve already achieved great things."

Saying that he would achieve great things in the future felt like an insult to him.

Wu Dian, the monk who had spoken earlier, was taken aback and gave an awkward laugh.

At this moment, Shen Zhifeng looked at Qi Yuan and asked, "True Lord Qi Yuan, why do you say that Lord Shen cannot take first place on the Eastern Lands Heavenly Talents List?"

In Shen Zhifeng’s eyes, Shen Wushen, who had descended from the Upper Realm, was like a celestial being. How could any Nascent Soul cultivator from the lower realms compare to her lord? Even Yin God-level cultivators had to show her lord respect.

The others also looked at Qi Yuan, curious about why he would say such a thing. Was he not afraid of offending Shen Wushen?

Shen Wushen’s background was clearly extraordinary, and he might even have the support of a Yin God. His status was no less than Qi Yuan’s.

"Because... I also participated in the Eastern Lands Heavenly Talents List," Qi Yuan said with a proud smile, clearing his throat as if preparing to make a grand speech. "I, not being very talented, used a backdoor method to secure first place on the Eastern Lands Heavenly Talents List."

As soon as he said this, everyone was momentarily stunned, then shocked, or perhaps bewildered.

First place on the Eastern Lands Heavenly Talents List? Using a backdoor?

It was certain now—this Blood-Robe Alliance leader, the Blood-Robe Sword God, was definitely Qi Yuan’s biological father.

Otherwise, how could he have used a backdoor to secure first place on the Eastern Lands Heavenly Talents List?

Shen Zhifeng’s eyes flashed with a hint of disdain. "If that’s the case, then indeed, Lord Shen might not take first place on the Eastern Lands Heavenly Talents List. But... could he claim the title of the number one Nascent Soul in the Great Shang?"

Shen Zhifeng looked at Qi Yuan, her expression unreadable. She seemed like a die-hard fan of Shen Wushen, eager for her "gege" to be number one in the world.

"Sorry, but the title of the number one Nascent Soul in the Great Shang has already been taken—by me!" Qi Yuan said humbly.

When it’s time to be modest, he’s modest; when it’s time to be bold, he’s bold.

His Nascent Soul might be ordinary at the moment, unable to even kill a Yang God, but its growth potential was immense. Especially with the Divine Vision Technique and the high tower from the ancestral land, once his Nascent Soul fully awakened, it could pave the way to the Yang God level.

Right now, it might be ordinary, but the future was bright, and even now, it was enough to be called the number one Nascent Soul in the Great Shang.

Naturally, Qi Yuan didn’t want anyone else to take this title.

When he said this, the Nascent Soul cultivators were stunned.

Kang Fulu quickly sent a sound transmission: "Senior... brother, this Shen Wushen is a tough opponent. He just defeated all thirty-three Nascent Souls here!"

He feared Qi Yuan might not know what had happened due to being absorbed in gaming.

"Oh, he’s got some skill, but not much," Qi Yuan replied via sound transmission.

Since obtaining the Divine Visualization Technique, all his followers had been true peerless talents.

Even Zhu Zhuangshi could challenge opponents across realms, exceeding the Yin God level.

If Shen Wushen reached the Yin God level, he certainly wouldn’t match up to Zhu Zhuangshi.

If he couldn’t even compare to one of Qi Yuan’s Nascent Souls, how could he be called the number one Nascent Soul in the Great Shang?

As Qi Yuan spoke, Shen Wushen’s gaze locked onto him, filled with intense battle intent.

He was, at heart, a battle maniac.

"You’re strong?" Shen Wushen asked excitedly, looking at Qi Yuan.

"Just average, third in the world," Qi Yuan said lazily.

He was being modest.

"If you injure me, this bottle of pills is yours!" Shen Wushen offered, holding out the Seven-Harmony Nourishing God Pills again.

The Nascent Soul cultivators on the scene all held their breath, their eyes filled with greed.

They, too, wanted that bottle of pills, but they had been utterly defeated by Shen Wushen.

Qi Yuan glanced at the pills, then yawned. "I’m not interested in those pills, nor am I interested in defeating you."

Shen Wushen was momentarily stunned.

This was the first time he had encountered a Nascent Soul cultivator who wasn’t interested in the Seven-Harmony Nourishing God Pills.

Shen Zhifeng couldn’t help but sneer. "Or perhaps you just don’t dare?"

Jiang Lingsu couldn’t take it anymore. She turned to Jiang Ran and said, "Let’s cheer for Senior Brother together!"

After all, no one else was cheering for Senior Brother.

Today was supposed to be his Nascent Soul ceremony; he shouldn’t feel neglected.

So, Jiang Ran and Jiang Lingsu became an impromptu cheerleading team, rooting for Qi Yuan.

At that moment, Qi Yuan looked at Shen Wushen with a calm expression. "I’ll let you make the first move. Otherwise, if I attack, you won’t have a chance to."

After all, Shen Wushen was a wealthy opponent.

Qi Yuan wouldn’t mistreat a wealthy benefactor, his patron.

He had to give him some face.

"Arrogant!" Shen Zhifeng couldn’t help but exclaim.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators felt the same way, but out of fear of offending Qi Yuan, they kept their opinions to themselves.

When gods fought, it was best to keep silent if you were too close.

"Come, show me how much of my power you can draw out!"

As Shen Wushen spoke, an overwhelming aura filled the air.

This time, the power he unleashed was even stronger than when he had faced the thirty-plus Nascent Soul cultivators earlier.

A powerful attack bore down on Qi Yuan, who stood motionless as if he hadn’t even noticed.

It’s over.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators thought the same thing. Qi Yuan hadn’t even reacted, let alone defended himself.

Elder Kumu of the Shen Guang Sect grew anxious, flying up in an attempt to intervene.

But there was no stopping it—he simply wasn’t fast enough.

Shen Wushen’s attack landed directly on Qi Yuan.

To everyone’s surprise, Qi Yuan remained unharmed.

He hadn’t been hurt at all.

A lazy voice followed.

"To be honest, it’s been a long time since I’ve personally faced such a weak Nascent Soul."

The Nascent Soul cultivators were all stunned.

Shen Wushen’s power had been clear for all to see.

Such an attack could have killed any of the Nascent Soul cultivators present.

Yet, it hadn’t even scratched Qi Yuan.

"Qi Yuan is this strong?"

"But he just reached the Nascent Soul stage, didn’t he?"

"He’s strong, but not much stronger than Lord Shen!"

"You’re strong!" Shen Wushen didn’t back down; instead, he grew even more excited, as if he had found a fated rival. "Once I defeat you, I’ll have reached the pinnacle of my Nascent Soul path and can then form my Purple Mansion! I didn’t expect to gain so much this time!"

"I suggest you go ahead and form your Purple Mansion early. Defeating me... you’re still far from that," Qi Yuan said with a faint smile.

Then he looked at Shen Wushen and suddenly opened his mouth, blowing gently.

Immediately, Shen Wushen’s face filled with astonishment.

A powerful wind surged toward him.

It seemed as if Qi Yuan had simply blown gently.

Yet Shen Wushen felt this wind was even stronger than his original divine ability.

"God-Slashing Extinction Technique!" Shen Wushen roared, unleashing his most powerful attack.

This strike was strong enough to kill even a Purple Mansion cultivator.

But against the casual breath of Qi Yuan, it was like an ant roaring at a tornado.

Shen Wushen couldn’t move.

That breath was like the strongest divine ability, pinning him in place.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators were stunned.

"This kind of technique..."

"It’s not a divine ability; how can it be so powerful?"

"But... Qi Yuan’s technique clearly... is still at the Nascent Soul level!"

"The sky over the Great Shang is really going to change!"

Shen Zhifeng was in complete shock, her face full of disbelief. "How is this possible!"

Jiang Lingsu was initially stunned, then overjoyed, though tinged with slight disappointment. She waved her hand. "Senior Brother, you’re amazing!"

The Nascent Soul cultivators looked at Qi Yuan with changed expressions.

At that moment, Shen Wushen lowered his head, his face filled with confusion, murmuring, "I lost... I lost..."

He couldn’t understand why he had lost.

Why couldn’t he withstand a simple breath from Qi Yuan?

Suddenly, he looked up and stared at Qi Yuan. "We’re both Nascent Souls. Why... are you so much stronger?"

Qi Yuan smiled. "Because... your number of Nascent Souls is too few."