I’m Writing a Diary in a Fantasy World — I Really Am Not a 'Cao Thief'! Chapter 76.1 : Secretly Falling in Love (Part 1)

"But I heard that this personal disciple of the Sacred Lord not long ago, at the Third Heaven Realm, actually defeated a peak Fourth Heaven Realm Luo clan prodigy in reverse combat. Judging from that, his strength should be enough to speak for itself, shouldn't it, Senior Brother Li?"

Zhao Qinghui spoke as if casually, her gaze rely brushing over the young man beside her before drifting elsewhere.

At this mont, the expression of the young man also changed slightly, and the smile at the corner of his lips subtly stiffened.

"Hehe… that matter is rely hearsay. We didn't witness it with our own eyes, so whether it's true or false remains uncertain. In this world, there are no lack of people who wildly exaggerate themselves for the sake of fa…"

The young man surnad Li gave an awkward smile, a trace of gloom already flashing through his eyes.

In a place he couldn't see, the young girl curled her lips in extre disdain, no longer paying him any attention and instead continuing to look toward the crowd below.

At this ti, the inner sect disciples were still discussing among themselves.

"I heard that not only is there a competition among the newly promoted disciples today, but these first-rate forces also brought along outstanding disciples from their own sects. There'll be an exchange between the young generations of several powers!"

"Hey? Look, that person over there should be Ye Chen, right?"

Suddenly, soone's eyes lit up as he pointed toward a man walking slowly through the crowd.

"Damn, just look at Ye Chen's aura—he seems like the real deal!"

"After all, he possesses a King Physique. He truly deserves the title of a prodigy, don't underestimate him too much."

"You've reminded —but what puzzles is, with such aptitude, why is he still staying in the inner sect? Logically speaking, a genius of his caliber should at least be a core disciple by now."

"Hehe, that you don't know. I heard that day…"

The noisy discussions around him did not escape Ye Chen's ears.

But he had been in Taihuang for a month now. If this were before, such words might still have shaken him.

But now, he was already immune to them—or rather, he was used to them.

Today, he would not be disturbed by any external factors.

He would use his strongest, most flawless posture to et the most powerful opponent he had encountered so far—and the one he most needed to defeat!

'Chu Ge!'

That na surfaced in his mind as Ye Chen clenched his fists tightly!

During this period of ti, he had been tempering himself every single day, enduring trials of blood and fire, even wandering on the edge of death several tis—dancing with the god of death. All manner of hardships had finally transford him!

Feeling the surging spiritual power within his body, flowing like a great river, and the powerful physique forged through relentless slaughter and tempering,

Ye Chen could feel the once-crushed confidence within his heart gradually reviving.

'Chu Ge! Just wait—I will definitely wash away this humiliation! I will step on your head, and take back everything that belongs to !'

Just as Ye Chen was stirring up his own fighting spirit in his heart, in a place he couldn't see, a gaze was resting upon him.

The sword-bearing girl, Zhao Qinghui, was sizing up Ye Chen.

She was sowhat curious about this so-called Child of Fortune.

After all, this was a being favored by heaven itself, blessed with deep fortune. Although, according to the diary, he seed to have been crushed rather miserably by that diary's owner, Chu Ge, he should still possess so extraordinary qualities.

However, after observing him for a while, Zhao Qinghui felt sowhat disappointed.

His looks couldn't be called bad, but they certainly weren't outstanding either—just a bit more refined than ordinary people, with a trace of determination in his eyes.

As for his cultivation, Third Heaven Realm. Considering his age, it could be said to be quite eye-catching.

After all, Ye Chen looked to be only about sixteen or seventeen years old. At this age, with such cultivation, in any force, he would be grood as a core disciple.