A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 98
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- Chapter 98 - Running Under the Sunset, Those Were My Lost Youth
In the blink of an eye, it was already the day of the preliminary round.
“Do you all have confidence?”
Wu Hao approached Wu Yifan and the others, as usual, to give a pre-competition pep talk.
Wu Yifan patted his chest confidently and replied, “Don’t worry, Great Grandfather, I’m absolutely confident!”
Wu Qiankun and the others also nodded in agreement.
Upon hearing this, Wu Hao finally let them set off. By the time they arrived at the venue for the Four Saints Competition, many matches had already begun; after all, the preliminaries were scheduled to take place on the same day, with no time limit.
Wu Yifan and Lin Zixin had very few opponents, as exceptional talents who could break through to the Supreme stage before a thousand years were extremely rare in the Xuantian Realm, and even fewer could reach Quasi-Emperor status.
So initially, Lin Zixin had no opponent and could only be matched against a Supreme peak talent. This Supreme peak talent had originally thought that entering the top ten in this Four Saints Competition was a sure thing. However, upon learning that his opponent was Lin Zixin, who was at the Initial Stage of Quasi-Emperor, his face turned as dark as a pot bottom.
Nonetheless, he didn’t give up and ended up being defeated by Lin Zixin with a single move.
Wu Yifan also faced a contestant at the Supreme peak stage, an outstanding individual named Feng Tatian. The moment Feng Tatian saw Wu Yifan entering, his eyes were full of scrutiny, but he quickly looked down on him and said disdainfully, “You’re not my opponent. Are you going down on your own, or do you want me to send you down?”
“Oh, interesting. This is the first time I’ve seen someone so arrogant.”
Wu Yifan couldn’t help but be taken aback by Feng Tatian’s words; after all, no one had ever spoken to him that way since he started his journey.
“Well, you’re seeing it for the first time today!”
Feng Tatian slowly stood up, and he could tell that Wu Yifan had no intention of backing down; it seemed he was determined not to give up until he was faced with failure.
If that were the case, then let him experience who the real genius was.
Thinking of this, Feng Tatian walked step by step towards Wu Yifan, speaking as he approached.
“I, Feng Tatian, could speak as soon as I was born, walked within a week, and ran within a month.”
“I started cultivating at eight years old and reached the peak of Qi Refinement in just a week.”
“I established my Foundation at ten, reached the Spiritual Sea at fifteen, attained Golden Core at twenty-five, achieved Nascent Soul at forty, Divine Transformation at sixty, Void Refinement at seventy, crossed the Tribulation at ninety, became a Saint at one hundred ten, a Great Saint at one hundred fifty, and a Saint King at two hundred.”
“Now, at nine hundred thirty years old, I am at the peak of the Supreme stage. With such talent, tell me how you can possibly be my opponent, how!”
Before Feng Tatian could finish his last sentence, he was startled by the sudden appearance of Wu Yifan right in front of him.
But before he could react, what appeared before him was Wu Yifan’s fist, which kept enlarging, and then the world went dark.
“You’re talking too much. Let’s just fight, no need for all this nonsense.”
“The winner is Wu Yifan!”
The referee responsible for their battle, an Elder at the Intermediate Stage of Quasi-Emperor, couldn’t help but gasp in surprise upon witnessing the scene.
With his strength, he couldn’t even see how Wu Yifan had attacked; this Wu Yifan was truly terrifying.
As Wu Yifan left, Feng Tatian slowly awoke from his unconscious state, lying on the cold ground. Feng Tatian stared blankly at the sky, and after a long time, he managed to force out a bitter smile.
“It seems that I’ve lost. I recall running under the sunset that day; it was my lost youth.”
“Wu Yifan, right? I’ll remember you. Once I break through to Quasi-Emperor, I must find you for a rematch.”
Unfortunately, Feng Tatian’s words didn’t reach Wu Yifan’s ears. Even if he knew, it wouldn’t make a difference.
Feng Tatian’s accomplishments were nothing in front of him; by the time Feng Tatian broke through to Quasi-Emperor, Wu Yifan might have already reached Great Emperor.
On the other side, Cai Tiankun was in a similar situation, lying on the ground with a blank gaze. He didn’t understand how a mid-Great Saint could wield an Imperial Weapon, and with merely one sword strike, his proud swordsmanship was shattered.
“It seems I still need to become stronger. Wu Rulong, right? Once I get stronger, I will definitely come find you to settle the score.”
Wu Li, watching his Senior Brother’s miserable state, silently mourned for him for a few seconds.
As for Su Qiaoran and the others on the other side, they didn’t encounter any issues either. After all, with exceptional talent and Wu Hao’s guidance, winning a match was not a problem at all.
“Husband, I won!”
After defeating her opponent, Su Qiaoran ran over to Wu Hao with a smile, much like a child who got a perfect score on a test and wanted candy as a reward.
Wu Hao smiled back and patted Su Qiaoran’s head, saying,
“That’s right, my wife is indeed the best.”
Hearing Wu Hao’s words made Su Qiaoran immensely pleased, but she blushed and said,
“Hey, what are you doing? There are so many people watching; isn’t that embarrassing?”
“Embarrassing? You’re my wife,” Wu Hao said confidently, causing Su Qiaoran to feel a surge of happiness.
Fortunately, at that moment, Wu Rulong spoke up.
“Father, Mother, let’s head back for now; it’s not great to be out in broad daylight like this.”
Wu Hao furrowed his brows, about to say something when he turned to look outside the Four Saints Competition venue.
In the next second, several beams of light shot up from around the venue, forming scarlet barriers that surrounded the top talents participating in the Four Saints Competition.
Upon seeing this scene, everyone couldn’t help but change their expressions, as they all sensed the power of this formation.
“Who on earth is behind this? Such audacity!”
The Four Great Holy Lords were present as well. They appeared above the venue almost instantaneously when the formation activated, but they didn’t have time to stop it before it was already formed.
After all, it was quite reasonable that the Four Great Holy Lords couldn’t intervene in the Blood Soul Sect’s methods.
As the formation completed, a sense of panic spread among everyone present. After all, if even the Four Great Holy Lords couldn’t stop it, were they destined to fall here?
However, the Four Great Holy Lords felt little worry in their hearts.
First, they still had Imperial Weapons in their possession. Although the formation in front of them was powerful, with the assistance of the Imperial Weapons, it might not be impossible to break the formation.
Secondly, they all knew that there was a genuine Great Emperor present on the scene, and perhaps even more than one. As long as that person took action, they could definitely break the formation.
“Everyone, why don’t we work together to break the formation?” Li Taibai suggested, looking at Lin Shuirou, Lei Wanyun, and Lin Tianyi.
However, Lin Tianyi gently shook his head.
“Three of you, the Imperial Weapons of my Myriad Flower Holy Land were accidentally damaged a few days ago, so please forgive me for not being able to take action.”
Hearing Lin Tianyi’s words, Li Taibai and the others couldn’t help but feel a renewed shock. It’s important to note that Imperial Weapons are not only renowned for their terrifying attack power but also have formidable defensive capabilities. Unless a Great Emperor intervenes or another Imperial Weapon is used, it’s simply impossible to damage an Imperial Weapon.
So, had the Myriad Flower Holy Land truly encountered a Great Emperor?