393: Chapter 384: Outstanding Young Generation (5th Update) 393: Chapter 384: Outstanding Young Generation (5th Update) “Brother Ye, who is this?”
Beside Ye Jiming, there followed another young man, clad in splendid attire, handso and imposing—an obvious Saint Heir of so major power.
Given that he appeared together with Ye Jiming, this elegantly dressed youth must also be one of the rare experts among all Saints.
“This person is Mo Wangchen, Brother Mo, who once gathered Holy dicine for my Ye Family,” introduced Ye Jiming to the elegantly dressed youth.
“Oh?
Is he the Divine King Body from Tiannan?” Upon hearing Ye Jiming’s words, a slight surprise showed on the elegantly dressed youth’s face as he scrutinized Mo Wangchen.
“This is Xuanyuan Wudi, the Saint Heir of the Xuanyuan Family,” Ye Jiming introduced to Mo Wangchen.
Mo Wangchen nodded, feeling a trace of surprise in his heart.
He had heard the na before—ntioned in the sa breath as Ye Jiming and Zhao Yihang, both ranked among the top ten masters of the younger generation.
What was happening today?
Why had all these geniuses co to the Zhao Family?
“Brother Ye once ntioned it, and I’ve long been curious to see Brother Mo’s Divine King Body, touted as the strongest physique of our generation in Tiannan.
Seeing him now, he truly lives up to his reputation,” the man noted the aura of the fifth level of the Nirvana Realm from Mo Wangchen, richer than that of ordinary cultivators at the sa level.
Coupled with that so-called Divine King Body, his combat power must be formidable.
Mo Wangchen smiled.
Xuanyuan Wudi gave him an unfathomable feeling, his strength likely at least equal to Ye Jiming’s.
It was no wonder that none among the top ten were simple.
“I see Brother Ye’s aura is robust, could it be that you have successfully broken through to the Saint Venerable Realm?” Mo Wangchen asked Ye Jiming, surprise flickering in his eyes.
By now, it seed to him that Ye Jiming’s aura had grown much stronger than when they first t, and his deanor had undergone so changes.
He had beco sowhat transcendent, a trait only those who had begun to comprehend the Tao Laws of the Saint Venerable could possess.
“Brother Mo has good eyesight,” Ye Jiming smiled and did not hide it; he had indeed succeeded in breaking through to the Saint Venerable Realm, now at the first level of that cultivation.
“I heard that Brother Mo can resist the Curse Power of the restricted zones, having entered the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range to gather Holy dicine.
Not long ago, Brother Zhao failed in his breakthrough and is now ntally debilitated, needing a kind of Holy dicine called ‘Rain Spirit Root’ from the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range to recover.
Did Brother Mo co to the Zhao Family because he has obtained the Holy dicine?” Xuanyuan Wudi questioned.
Mo Wangchen nodded, “Indeed, I have brought the Holy dicine.”
“Brother Mo, recently there were rumors that soone from Tiannan obtained the Jiao Long Essence Blood, and if I’m not mistaken, that person is you, right?” Ye Jiming’s eyes sparkled as he suddenly spoke.
In those rumors, it was a white-clothed young man wielding a bow.
After Mo Wangchen gathered Holy dicine for the Ye Family, Ye Jiming had learned he was a Saint Heir of the Piaomiao Palace, which possessed the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow.
Hearing Ye Jiming’s words, surprise also flickered in Xuanyuan Wudi’s eyes, unaware that Mo Wangchen was the one who had seized the Jiao Long Essence Blood.
Mo Wangchen smiled and remained silent, yet that too confird Ye Jiming’s guess.
“Brother Zhao failed in his breakthrough and is now ntally impaired, having drawn many young Saint Heirs here.
They are currently at the Zhao residence, where Brother Zhao is holding a banquet to host heroes from all over.
Since Brother Mo has just arrived, why don’t we all go together?” said Ye Jiming.
Following their lead, Mo Wangchen then arrived at a back garden.
The area was a veritable paradise, filled with chirping birds and fragrant flowers, peach trees blooming in perpetual spring.
Peach blossoms fell and covered the ground without withering.
Mo Wangchen and the others walked through, heading toward a clearing by a small pond.
Goldfish frolicked in the pond, full of spirituality—no longer ordinary fish, but Spiritual Beasts endowed with Spiritual Wisdom.
Beside the pond, over a dozen figures sat around tables, n and won both, all Saint Heirs from various powers in the Canglan Star Domain, clearly the elite of their generation.
“Brother Ye and the others have arrived.”
A young man stood up, his deanor gentle and elegant, exuding an extraordinary and transcendent aura.
This person was none other than Zhao Yihang, the Saint Heir of the Zhao Family.
Zhao Yihang ca forward with a smile on his face and slightly bowed to Ye Jiming and the others.
“Is Brother Zhao feeling unwell?” Seeing Zhao Yihang’s pale complexion, which clearly indicated internal injuries, Ye Jiming asked with concern.
“I’m not dead yet.” Zhao Yihang shook his head and smiled, then nodded to Xuanyuan Wudi before finally turning his gaze to Mo Wangchen.
“And this friend is…”
While speaking, he suddenly coughed, covering his mouth with a handkerchief, and unexpectedly coughed up blood.
It seed the failed attempt to reach the Saint Venerable Realm had caused him considerable injury.
Seeing him coughing up blood, Ye Jiming quickly asked him to sit down, then together with Xuanyuan Wudi and Mo Wangchen, found a place to sit.
“This is Mo Wangchen, the person with the Divine King Body from Tiannan.
Everyone present should have heard of him.
He has brought the Holy dicine this ti, so Brother Zhao’s injuries need not be a worry anymore,” Ye Jiming said as he looked around, noticing everyone’s puzzled gaze on Mo Wangchen, and introduced him with a smile.
“He is the one with the Divine King Body from Tiannan?”
People looked over in surprise.
They were here because they were concerned about Zhao Yihang’s injuries, and they had also learned that unless there was Holy dicine from the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range, Zhao Yihang’s injuries would be difficult to heal.
Thus, they had heard of Mo Wangchen’s na and knew that in Tiannan, there was a Young God King who could resist the Curse Power of the Restricted Zone.
While people were sizing up Mo Wangchen, he was also observing them.
Mo Wangchen was astonished.
The Saint Heirs gathered here each carried a profound aura.
Although they could not compare to Ye Jiming, Xuanyuan Wudi, and Zhao Yihang, who were among the top ten experts, they were certainly among the elite Saint Heirs, far stronger than Yao Wuliang.
“I also learned of Brother Mo from Brother Ye.
I have always admired your ability to resist the Curse Power of the Restricted Zone and have wanted to befriend you.
To think that you are already here, and I was unaware,” Zhao Yihang said, raising a cup of wine and toasting to Mo Wangchen across the air.
“Cough, cough…”
After drinking the wine in one gulp, he coughed up blood again, his complexion seeming much worse than before.
“I rely possess the Cultivation of the fifth level of Nirvana Realm, which is incomparable to everyone present here,” Mo Wangchen said, smiling.
It wasn’t false modesty; his Cultivation was indeed much inferior to that of the people here.
Xuanyuan Wudi, Ye Jiming, and Zhao Yihang were all outstanding among the younger generation, while the others were well-known Saint Heirs.
On the other hand, despite his significant reputation in Tiannan, he might not be recognized in the Outer Domain.
“There’s no need for Brother Mo to be so modest.
I’ve heard that you’ve already received the Hidden Dragon Token from the Hidden Dragon Academy and will join them as a Disciple once they open next year,” Ye Jiming said with a smile, looking at Mo Wangchen.
“Hidden Dragon Token?”
Upon hearing this, everyone showed surprise on their faces.
It was a symbol of a prodigy, and not just anyone could receive the Hidden Dragon Token before the opening of the academy.
Among those present, only Xuanyuan Wudi, Ye Jiming, and Zhao Yihang had obtained it.
“The Hidden Dragon Token from the Hidden Dragon Academy only represents my Talent and doesn’t an much else,” Mo Wangchen laughed.
In this world, although Talent was important, one’s own strength was crucial.
“Leaving Talent aside, I’ve also heard that not long ago, Brother Mo slew a Saint Venerable from the Eastern Desolate Demon Clan,” Ye Jiming said with a smile, clearly keeping tabs on Mo Wangchen’s activities.
“Slew a Saint Venerable?!”
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked, and their gazes landed back on Mo Wangchen, this ti filled with wariness.
It was unexpected that this young man in white robes, whose Cultivation seed much lower than theirs, could be so fierce as to have killed even a Saint Venerable!
Those were deeds typically achievable only by the top ten experts of the younger generation!
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