After this day, who would dare call anyone in the Divine Sword Sect a ’waste’?
At the peak of the Second Holy Peak.
"Sister, are we really those peerless prodigies at the pinnacle of the Divine Sword Sect’s pyramid? Why do I feel like that person is even more monstrous than we are?"
Luo Qingchen gazed at that part of the world, rarely so serious, and couldn’t help but bow his head in deep thought, as if comparing his own past with that person.
It is clear that anyone who could make Luo Qingchen fall into montary self-doubt indicates that even these peerless prodigies from the Thirty-Six Holy Peaks feel a hint of crisis.
Luo Qingxian followed the sound, and smiled, a smile that was beautiful beyond compare, making the Second Holy Peak seem dim in comparison.
The more terrifying that person beca, the more likely her bold ideas would succeed.
"Junior Brother Ye, you are truly becoming more and more delightful." After speaking, Luo Qingxian glanced towards the peak of the Divine Sword Peak with an even more radiant smile.
While so were happy, others worried.
At that mont, at the peak of a Spirit Peak within Spirit Sword Peak.
Ye Xiaotian was also watching that terrifying force surge like a galaxy across the universe, his pupils gradually filled with endless emotions, clenching his fists so tightly that his skin tore, yet he seed to feel no pain.
He knew that the distance between himself and that figure was growing ever farther and farther.
"Peak Profound Sea Realm, Brother Tian, that waste, has actually reached the Peak Profound Sea Realm. Is this... is this true? Tell , it’s not true, Brother Tian, quickly tell it’s not true!"
Beside Ye Xiaotian, that unparalleled prodigy from the Ye Race quietly watched the scene, frantically shaking his head, as if his inner world was in extre resistance, unable to accept that the waste they had trampled beneath their feet two years ago had now reached the summit first.
But faced with his clansman’s collapsed Dao Heart and words, Ye Xiaotian, for the first ti in two years and four months, opened his mouth to evaluate that young man, a judgnt that ca two years late.
He gazed fixedly at that part of the world, his eyes filled with resentnt and hatred, yet his face was resolute, and he murmured to himself with a self-mocking smile: "He is not a waste, but a rare prodigy in the world, a peerless demon among the peerless prodigies of the Divine Sword Sect. How could such a person be a waste?"
Evidently, even though the two never got along, that person’s performance ultimately made Ye Xiaotian accept and acknowledge it. A prodigy is a prodigy, and will not beco anything else rely because of your discontent and denial.
Yet these words, when they reached the ears of the youth beside Ye Xiaotian, shook sothing within him.
"Brother Tian, what’s wrong with you? How can you praise that waste and belittle your own talents?" The unparalleled prodigy of the Ye Race stared dazedly at Ye Xiaotian, seemingly shocked that such words could co from his mouth.
Everyone else could acknowledge that person’s talent, but how could you, Ye Xiaotian, compromise?
This unparalleled prodigy of the Ye Race could not accept that person’s rise, and even less could he accept the change in Ye Xiaotian’s mindset.
However, faced with the excitent and anger of the Ye Race’s unparalleled prodigy, Ye Xiaotian did not respond, but instead slowly turned and gradually left the peak of the Spirit Peak.
Actually, that unparalleled prodigy of the Ye Race was mistaken; Ye Xiaotian had not compromised, he had rely accepted this fact. A cultivator with a strong inner mind should not shy away from facing the strengths of ’enemies,’ let alone consider them ’rivals.’
Ye Xiaotian might be less talented than others, but he would never avoid reality.
Did incredible talent an everything? Ye Xiaotian never thought so!
In his heart, terrifying talent might give soone a head start, but it did not guarantee victory at the finish line. He who could stand last at the entrance ceremony with a Level Nine Martial Soul could not be so easily defeated in his Dao Heart!
Moreover, Ye Xiaotian believed that, whether in talent or temperant, he was second to none. What he lacked was just an opportunity, a great opportunity; it was still uncertain who would have the last laugh.
At least at this mont, Ye Xiaotian’s thoughts remained undisturbed; the road ahead was long, and no one could say what the future held.
And just as Ye Xiaotian was about to turn away quietly and leave the peak of the Spirit Peak.
Suddenly.
"Tian’Er."
In his mind, a sudden aged voice resounded.
Ye Xiaotian shuddered upon hearing this voice, looking around but seeing no one.
Yet soon, Ye Xiaotian reacted, looking in utter astonishnt towards the thousands of feet high Divine Peak, the Spirit Sword Peak miles away!
Without hesitation, he imdiately knelt on both knees, prostrating in worship towards the sacred place at the peak of the Spirit Sword Peak: "Disciple Ye Xiaotian, under Spirit Peak of Spirit Sword Peak, pays respects to the Supre Elder."
At the peak of the Spirit Sword Peak, where Ye Xiaotian couldn’t see, two ancient and unimaginable figures were slowly observing the prostrate figure, exchanged a glance, and both nodded slightly.
Clearly, these two were the Supre Elders of the Divine Sword Sect’s Spirit Sword Peak, beings who had lived for countless years, observing Ye Xiaotian for a full two years, perhaps since the entrance ceremony, or possibly since he entered the Spirit Sword Peak.
Regardless of when it was, until today, this young man finally received the recognition of the two Supre Elders.
In this world, there is sothing that is most rare, and that is having a resolute Dao Heart.
Evidently, whether it be Ye Xiaofan, Nangong Jianchen, or Ye Xiaotian, they all possessed such a Dao Heart; even if the way ahead is fraught with hardship and suffering, these people still press on with gritted teeth, firmly believing themselves to be the chosen one.
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