Chapter 122: Showing Dominance
“Did he co for Yan Ruyu, or is it sothing else?” Jiang Chen glanced at Moyuan without much attention. He wondered about Moyuan’s purpose here. Was it to seize Yan Ruyu’s physique, seek revenge, or both?
“This is sowhat interesting!” Jiang Chen’s eyes twinkled as Moyuan’s unexpected arrival piqued his interest. If everything followed the original story, it would be dull, but Moyuan’s presence added so excitent.
“Finally, the Primordial Holy Son has arrived!” Seeing Jiang Chen, the crowd ceased their quarreling and turned their attention towards him.
“Are you the Primordial Holy Son? You don’t seem to have any distinct features!” The Lu Clan Holy Son examined Jiang Chen, speaking with a hint of arrogance.
Everyone was stunned by his statent, including the Pure Yang Holy Son and Bai Chen. The Lu Clan Holy Son’s arrogance was surprising. He held himself in such high regard that he didn’t even acknowledge Jiang Chen?
“Holy Son!” Lu Yuan tried to stop the Lu Clan’s Holy Son, tugging at his sleeve.
“What’s wrong? Am I wrong?” The Lu Cla’s Holy Son frowned, sowhat dissatisfied. Jiang Chen did appear quite ordinary without any distinguishing traits.
“Hahaha, I thought such fools were extinct after Cangwu’s death! But now, another one erges!” The Pure Yang Holy Son laughed heartily.
The current Lu Clan’s Holy Son did indeed resemble the forr Cangwu. Both shared the sa arrogance, dismissing everyone else as beneath them.
However, Cangwu might have been slightly wiser, as he at least knew so boundaries and realities, and whom he couldn’t offend. He might have been a bit cowardly but had so sense.
The Lu Clan Holy Son seed like a naive fool, unable to read the situation.
“Perhaps he has stayed in the Lu Clan for too long, without interacting with the outside world, and being invincible within his clan led him to underestimate others,” Zifu pondered aloud.
“This attitude is quite common among prodigies. Most of them are extrely self-confident and disregard others. I have discussed this condition with my disciples, which we call ‘Prodigy Syndro.’ It often requires a setback to understand one’s real position.”
“Of course, if no one can defeat them, then they are indeed invincible!”
Whether it’s Cangwu or the Lu Clan Holy Son, most of these individuals, like the majority of prodigies, grew up in environnts without rivals, leading to extre self-confidence and an unshakable belief in their invincibility.
This naturally forms the so-called ‘Prodigy Syndro.’ Once they face a stronger opponent and suffer a major setback, their mindset and Dao heart are often affected. The resilient ones recover quickly, while those with fragile Dao hearts may never recover.
However, if truly unchallenged, they embark on a path of true invincibility, establishing an unshakable Dao heart, looking down on all, unstoppable by anyone. But such people are few and far between throughout history.
“I guess the Lu Clan Holy Son never really ventured out into the world, always staying within the Lu Clan,” Bai Chen said softly.
“He’s just a greenhouse flower, easily shattered. Once he suffers a significant blow, he’ll doubt himself,” Jin Changhe said coldly.
He had seen too many self-important prodigies like this. Many of them were utterly defeated by him, completely shattering their Dao hearts, reducing them to re mortals.
So, of course, beca more determined as a result, and he was among them, but he ntioned the latter, not the forr.
“You all!” The Lu Clan Holy Son’s heart was filled with imnse anger due to the mocking and taunting of the others.
A terrifying aura erupted, like a volcano about to burst. But the next mont, an imnse invisible pressure spread, causing the Lu Clan Holy Son to feel an overwhelming sense of oppression. His body and soul seed frozen, unable to move as if in a different dinsion.
“Do not be so agitated; the Supre Palace hasn’t opened yet. It’s unwise to waste your divine power here,” Jiang Chen advised calmly, with a smile. “If you strike now, you’ll fall into their trap.”
“Being mocked is not a big deal; everyone experiences it. Just ignore them!” Jiang Che said calmly, a slight smile on his face.
His tone was soothing, like a gentle spring breeze, making everyone feel at ease. However, this left Jin Changhe with a grim expression.
Ever since his loss, that incident had beco a dark spot in his life, frequently brought up by others. This infuriated Jin Changhe, who was determined regain every face he lost in the Supre Palace.
anwhile, Lu Family Holy Son heart pounded as he looked at the seemingly ordinary Jiang Che before him. He couldn’t fathom how Jiang Che, with just a trace of his aura, could suppress him so thoroughly.
In Jiang Che’s presence, he felt like an ant, utterly powerless. This realization shook Lu Jia Shenzu to the core. He had prepared himself to sweep through all challenges, including Feng Qingtian and Jiang Che, proving himself as the strongest.
Yet, under Jiang Che’s imnse pressure, all his dreams and ambitions crumbled. Seeing him regain his composure, Jiang Che withdrew his aura.
“What if he loses?” inquired Pure Yang Holy Son mischievously. “Wouldn’t that shatter his Dao heart?”
“Losing is nothing serious; everyone loses at tis,” Jiang Che replied nonchalantly. “If that ant seeking death, Jin Changhe would have done so already. The most important thing in cultivation is a resilient Dao heart. Only those who are unyielding can reach the pinnacle.”
Jin Changhe felt numb. Why was it always him being ntioned? Why not soone else?
“Wait!” Jin Changhe suddenly realized. Pure Yang Holy Son had deliberately brought this up, knowing Jiang Che would respond this way. It was all to mock him again.
“Damn Pure Yang Holy Son!” Jin Changhe seethed with anger and regret. Losing to Pure Yang Saint Child had beco a constant source of ridicule.
Had he lost to Qin Ershi instead, at least Qin Ershi’s status would have spared him this constant humiliation. Unlike Pure Yang Holy Son, Qin Ershi wouldn’t constantly remind everyone of his defeat.
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