The Ancient Bronze King's voice was placid, but his words weighed over five thousand kilograms. As they fell, the surroundings plunged into dead silence.
Su Chen's expression shifted. How was this 'nothing he could help with'? This teacher had done him a massive favor.
Even though he had expected it, Qing Cang couldn't help but reveal a look of deep emotion upon hearing those words. Su Chen's experience this ti was far more than just a teoric rise.
Without this, even if Su Chen beca his student, he might have caused a small ripple within the Bronze Faction, but would have soon faded into obscurity.
But now, Su Chen was about to transform from an unknown youth in a desolate land into a renowned figure across the Dust Star Sea.
The higher-ups of the Royal Court and the various factions would all co to know the na Su Chen.
This was the unique nature of a 'Star Seed'. In the Morning Star tier, every spot was strictly allocated. If you couldn't beco a Chosen One, you couldn't advance. While you wouldn't necessarily fade into the background, you would always remain a step behind the true shot-callers at the top.
Even soone like Ni Bin, with his dual Profound Purple talent, was highly valued within the faction. Yet before today, Qing Cang hadn't even known his na.
Although Su Chen currently only had dual Dark Erald talent—which was more than a step below Ni Bin's—once the news spread, everyone would know who he was.
Furthermore, he was now recognized as the Ancient Bronze King's personal disciple. Who knew what massive waves this news would cause within the faction once they found out?
The sudden appearance of a Star Seed was bound to trigger turmoil among all parties and even lead to a certain degree of power reshuffling.
But... A flash of worry crossed Qing Cang's eyes. Having such trendous montum attached to his na might not necessarily be good news for Su Chen.
Many individuals whose talents far exceeded his but who had failed to beco Chosen Ones, forever barred from advancing to the Morning Star tier, would likely not take this lying down.
Wan Chen looked dazed, waves of dizziness washing over him. He couldn't tell if it was because his exhausted mind had yet to recover, or if it was the sheer shock of what had just transpired.
After a mont, he let out a sigh, looking at Su Chen's back not far away with a complex expression.
Just as he had anticipated, this planet truly possessed unparalleled advantages. The Ancient King had long stopped accepting disciples; even the two Star Seeds within the faction were not his students.
Taking such an unorthodox path and actually catching the Ancient King's eye—such an opportunity would never co again.
Unfortunately, he wasn't the one who benefited from this advantage.
His head throbbed with a dull ache. He couldn't help but rub his temples, a sense of bitter reluctance gnawing at him.
Venerable Crimson Sun... still hadn't given them a chance to directly face complete spirituality.
Lin Yue seed the most like an outsider. Although she had initially held so hope of competing with Wan Chen, those hopes had grown increasingly slim after Ni Bin's appearance.
Yet she never expected to witness such a grand spectacle. Ripples of astonishnt flickered in her eyes. 'This Su Chen... his scheming runs incredibly deep.'
"I refuse to accept this!" a sharp shout suddenly rang out from the side.
Lin Yue's brow twitched. She cast a sidelong glance, only to see Ni Bin gritting his teeth. His fists were clenched tight, and his entire body was trembling slightly.
Compared to Wan Chen and Lin Yue, Ni Bin firmly believed that his talent was the best and the highest, making him the most likely candidate.
"On what grounds?!" he bellowed repeatedly, his face twisting into a hideous scowl. "Su Chen's talent is far inferior to mine! Why did he suddenly appear here?!"
"Venerable Crimson Sun!" He called out the title directly, shedding all politeness. "You keep talking about fairness, so why are you giving him special treatnt?!"
"Insolent!" Qing Cang rebuked, his gaze turning icy.
Beside him, Ni Chuan had already returned to normal. He knew the whole story, yet he didn't stop his son. His eyes flickered as he stared at Su Chen, deep in thought about sothing unknown.
Crimson Sun's expression remained placid. Hearing Ni Bin's furious questioning, he simply waved his hand. A torrent of energy converged, transforming into an illusory projection that replayed Su Chen's recent ordeal.
"He withstood the corruption of a Malign Deity?" Wan Chen rubbed his temples, unable to stop himself from drawing a sharp breath as he stared at Su Chen on the screen.
'Is this guy even human? Is his willpower forged from iron?'
Lin Yue swallowed hard, her delicate throat bobbing. She was equally horrified.
Ni Bin's rage faltered for a mont, finding it utterly inconceivable. This guy actually managed to survive the corruption?
But this wasn't the ti to overthink things. Still refusing to accept the outco, he stubbornly craned his neck. "My talent is also top-tier! Why couldn't I end the trial early like him?!"
"While your talent is excellent, it still falls within expected bounds. Such willpower, however, is a rare sight," Crimson Sun replied indifferently.
"What good is willpower?!" Ni Bin couldn't help but shoot back. "How does it help with class developnt? Can it stretch one minute into two?!"
'Sigh...' Wan Chen sighed inwardly. He could actually understand Ni Bin's current mindset.
It all boiled down to the fact that they hadn't even been allowed to glance at the spirituality. They didn't even know if they had the qualifications to be Chosen Ones.
Now that a Chosen One had been born, the spirituality would no longer react to any other lifeforms unless Su Chen died.
To have an unclaid Morning Star tier spirituality right in front of them, only to helplessly watch it slip away—such anger and bitter resentnt were indeed hard for outsiders to comprehend.
As Ni Bin spoke, the raging fire in his heart gradually morphed into profound sorrow. If he couldn't beco a Chosen One, no matter how high his talent was, he would forever be stuck as a dual Tier 9 class holder.
In terms of lifespan, power, and status, he would always be leagues below the Morning Star tier, with his path forward completely severed.
To possess supre talent, yet be forced to helplessly waste away waiting for death.
There were simply too many, far too many people like that in the Dust Star Sea. He didn't want to beco one of them!
"Unfair! It's completely unfair! Why couldn't you just let see it for a single mont?!"
Rage boiled over into vicious desperation!
That last sentence was actually roared straight at the Ancient Bronze King.
"Insolent!" Qing Cang's face turned freezing cold.
Ni Chuan's heart skipped a beat. He had wanted to let Ni Bin vent a little, knowing that if this kind of bitter frustration stayed bottled up, it would eventually fester into a massive problem.
But he never expected this brat would actually dare to roar at the Ancient Bronze King.
He hastily tried to explain, "Ancient King, this boy is simply blinded by rage! Please, do not stoop to his level.
"
The Ancient Bronze King's eyes remained lowered. His voice, still placid and indifferent, actually offered a response, "It is unfair. What of it?"
Instantly, Ni Bin, who had been swallowed by anger, bitterness, and sorrow, felt as though a bucket of ice water had been dumped over his head. All his turbulent emotions condensed into a bone-chilling cold, and his eyes cleared up in a flash.
Su Chen's heart trembled slightly. 'Tsk—'
"Do not act so self-righteous. Have your Royal Court and the Faction-Suppressing Army committed any shortage of unfair deeds?" Qing Cang hurriedly provided an interpretation for his beloved master. Such tyrannical-sounding words could easily be misunderstood.
"Now that you find yourselves facing overwhelming odds, you act as though you've suffered so massive grievance. Think about all the people you've oppressed in the past."
Ni Bin stood frozen in place. It wasn't that Qing Cang's scolding had rendered him speechless, but rather that he was completely cowed by the Ancient Bronze King. If an entity of such magnitude truly decided to be unreasonable, everyone would be utterly screwed.
"Even if all of you had approached together, the spirituality still would have chosen Su Chen in the end. The outco would not have changed; his compatibility is simply too high," Crimson Sun finally spoke up.
Qing Cang looked at Ni Chuan. "Does Commander Ni have anything else to add?"
"Congratulations to the Bronze Faction on obtaining another Star Seed." Ni Chuan reined in his emotions. Dropping only that single sentence, he reached out, grabbed hold of Ni Bin, and turned to leave.
"Then I will leave it to you, Senior Brother." Crimson Sun finally had a chance to respond to what the Ancient Bronze King had said earlier. He raised his head and gazed into the distance, his eyes seemingly piercing through the endless nether-fog.
"I am rely a spiritual fragnt of my main body. Had Senior Brother not awakened , I might have perished quietly in my slumber. Now that my main body's dying wish has been fulfilled—"
"Teacher!" Su Chen hastily yelled out. This guy seed to be experiencing his final flashbacks; if he didn't stop him now, it would be too late.
"Do you have sothing else to say?" Crimson Sun turned his head. His expression was serene, devoid of any emotional fluctuations. It wasn't that he was cold and unfeeling, but rather that he was just a spiritual fragnt, existing solely to carry out his main body's final will.
"Teacher, Crimson Thunder Planet is currently facing the great calamity of the Holy Banquet. Do you have any way to resolve it?" Su Chen asked in a grave tone. This was the most pressing matter.
"The Holy Banquet?" Crimson Sun frowned.
The Ancient Bronze King shot a glance at Qing Cang, who lowered his head and sighed helplessly.
"Senior Brother?" He turned to look at the Ancient Bronze King. In his current state, he couldn't resolve anything at all.
Su Chen asking him was essentially the sa as asking the Ancient Bronze King.
"Mmm..." the Ancient Bronze King pondered.
Su Chen's heart skipped a beat. Even the Ancient King couldn't solve it? Or was the power contained within this miniature figure simply insufficient?
"I have two thods..." the Ancient Bronze King finally said. "First, I can use this portion of my power to sweep over the entirety of Crimson Thunder Planet. Because this place is shrouded in nether-fog, it will take a considerable amount of ti, and the purging of those Malign Deity cultists will not be very thorough."
"Second, I can use a special technique to activate this fractured Crimson Cauldron, temporarily expelling the nether-fog from the planet. However, doing so will also nearly deplete this portion of my power, leaving the local populace to carry out the cleanup themselves. The benefit is that the purge can be extrely thorough, ensuring that the next Holy Banquet is delayed even longer."
Qing Cang opened his mouth, but hesitated. Both thods—whether piercing through the nether-fog to rapidly scan the planet or driving the fog away entirely—would consu this portion of his master's power.
But they still had to transport the stone slab carrying the spirituality back!
So it wasn't unresolvable after all. Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Both thods had their pros and cons. He thought for a mont before saying, "Could you let consult a few of my seniors before I give you an answer?"
"Permitted," the Ancient King replied.
"Is there anything else?" Crimson Sun looked at Su Chen again.
Su Chen asked, "Teacher, there should be so of my seniors and martial brothers trapped inside this cauldron. They ventured in earlier and failed to make it out. Could you release them?"
Crimson Sun's eyes flashed slightly, as if he were sensing sothing. A mont later, he said, "There are indeed a few people bound by the cauldron.
"Senior Brother, if I release them recklessly, they might die from temporal distortion. You should do it."
The Ancient King nodded. He simply reached out a hand, and tendrils of green light sank into the cauldron.
'Are those freaking data streams?' Su Chen hadn't paid much attention at first, but when he got a clear look, he was utterly stunned. The green energy pouring from the Ancient Bronze King's fingertips was unmistakably streams of data composed of countless zeros and ones.
'What kind of class is this?' Su Chen couldn't help but steal a few more glances.
Soon enough, several figures were pulled out of the cauldron. There were quite a few of them—over a dozen in total. Their eyes were squeezed shut, and their brows were tightly furrowed.
Even Su Chen could sense that this group of people seed to vaguely exist in a different spatial plane than they did.
The data streams swirled around them, causing invisible ripples to subtly undulate in the surroundings. The illusory space gradually solidified until it completely rged with reality. Their expressions began to shift, but they didn't wake up imdiately.
Su Chen scanned the group curiously. There were three won in total, and he quickly spotted the woman he had seen in the photo—Ji Rou.
She wore a white combat suit stained with dust. Just like in the photo, she couldn't be described as breathtakingly beautiful, but she naturally exuded a gentle, elegant aura.
"Is there anything else?" Crimson Sun asked again. Even Qing Cang couldn't help but shoot a look. Su Chen wasn't just directing his requests at Crimson Sun; he was clearly petitioning the master!
Su Chen wasn't shy about it either. "Inside this cauldron, is there also a class known as the Might Adept?"
"Oh?" Qing Cang looked over in surprise. "You know about the Might Adept? Sage, Scholar, Spirit Adept, Saint... how many of these have you acquired?"
'They know too?'
'It makes sense... Crimson Sun was originally a mber of the Bronze Faction, so do they also know about the Unblemished One?'
Su Chen pondered for a mont before carefully replying, "Through a series of fortunate coincidences, I barely managed to acquire all four."
Qing Cang frowned and let out a sigh. "What a pity. These four are all rare classes capable of elevating one's talent. The faction possesses far more refined thods. If you could have acquired them in optimal conditions, the boost to your talent might have been greater..."
'He's already acquired them?'
The Ancient Bronze King pondered silently. 'If that's the case, then there is one less thod to elevate his talent.'
Su Chen smiled helplessly, muttering in his heart. 'I achieved perfect acquisitions for all of them. No matter how much higher it could go, it couldn't be any better than this.'
"The Might Adept, is it..." Crimson Sun mused. "Listen closely."
Su Chen adopted a solemn expression as Crimson Sun's spiritual fluctuations washed over him. [Special class 'Might Adept' discovered. Fulfill the requirents to acquire the class.]
[Might Adept Acquisition Requirent 1: All previously acquired physical-type classes must be at the pinnacle grade.]
[Might Adept Acquisition Requirent 2: Elevate no fewer than twenty types of body-tempering arts to the Master realm.]
[Might Adept Acquisition Requirent 3: Break past the absolute limits of one body-tempering art.]
Su Chen scanned the text. The requirents were primarily focused on physical-type classes. Elevating twenty body-tempering arts to the Master realm ant he would need to be at least a Tier 7 class holder to qualify.
A standard pinnacle class required five body-tempering arts for each advancent. However, he had always advanced using the requirents of a superior-grade class, so he hadn't needed to waste ti grinding two extra arts each ti.
For people like Wan Chen and the others, they could actually et this requirent at Tier 4.
But breaking past the limits of a body-tempering art was a bit harder to figure out. Right on the heels of that ca the part where the Great Exalted gave him face.
[The boundaries of talent are rely the imagination of the diocre. The Might Adept has arrived. To pay respects to the Great Exalted of Crimson Fla and Resonating Thunder, Acquisition Requirent 2 has been weakened. You now only need to elevate fifteen body-tempering arts to the Master realm.]
It wasn't over yet. [All prerequisites for the 'Unblemished One' sublimation have been gathered. Upon acquiring the Might Adept class, the path to sublimating into the Unblemished One will open.]
'Finally got them all,' Su Chen pondered inwardly. 'This Unblemished One should be a talent-type Saint Class, right?'
'Shouldn't the faction be guarding this secret with their lives? Why does it feel like everyone knows about it?'
He noticed that when he ntioned the Might Adept, Wan Chen and the others showed no change in expression.
"Is there... anything else?" When he asked this ti, even Crimson Sun paused for a mont.
Su Chen racked his brains before finally asking, "Could you leave so kind of keepsake? A morial tablet or sothing similar?"
A keepsake... Crimson Sun's gaze deepened considerably, while Qing Cang nodded in secret approval.
Wan Chen, feeling his headache subside a bit, stared over upon hearing this. 'This guy is truly impressive. To think he'd even rember to ask for sothing like that.'
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