
Chapter 69: 69
Gasps of shock echoed throughout the crowd as it revealed John's score. John also looked at the number with a bit of surprise. Due to the middle Fog Creation cultivation, he expected to score much lower, and was confident he would come last, but very surprisingly, he had scored above some late Fog Creation cultivators. Even though he was still in the bottom five, it was still very impressive.
“What the fuck? How is this rat score so high?”
“I know, it doesn't make sense. How could he be so strong in the middle of Fog Creation?”
The group of Crimson Valley Sect had been watching with anticipation, and were looking forward to the time when John scored extremely low and humiliated himself, but to their surprise, John had scored three hundred and fifty. Although it was still low to the point that he had no chance of escaping in their eyes, John had managed to keep the audience silent for thinking he was a stupid fool. His score showed that even if he lost in this tournament, he was still a cultivation genius.
Many similar discussions took place in the crowd about John's shocking score. In the stands, loud laughter rang out from Barden Fenix.
“That's my son to you. Good work John.” Barden thought John scored much lower, but he wasn't worried about that. He knew most of John's strength came from his body, and was confident that John would do well in the tournament. However, he was really surprised to learn that John was able to score above even some of the Mist Creation realm cultivators too late.
“Looks like my son is more genius than I thought.” Barden couldn't help but be proud of John.
“Atal.” Cade Fenix nodded at the words of his son. “It looks like John is much more genius than we expected. This Qi Formation Tablet measured the peak Qi output. Normally, the power of Qi would at least double as it advanced into the small realm, so it meant that John would score over seven hundred as soon as he advanced to the end of Fog Creation, so that meant that John would score over seven hundred as soon as he advanced to the end of Fog Creation, and the score was higher as he advanced through nature. Most cultivators of the intermediate Fog Creation scored between one to two hundred on this test. Genius really. “
Cade Fenix is thrilled to see John succeed. For every realm in cultivation, everyone at the same level would have the same Qi essence in terms of quality and potential. The only difference was the quantity, and the more one became a genius, the more solid they could build their cultivation foundation and the higher the quantity of Qi. A higher quantity of Qi allowed a cultivator to fight at a higher level of strength than others, as well as for longer. Both of these advantages were extremely valuable in terms of combat.
Although in Cade's eyes it was still not enough to earn a good place in the tournament, the mere number of Johns brought great pride to the Fenix Clan. John will definitely be another Parker Fenix in the future.
Cade Fenix looked towards Warren Gildar with an arrogant expression, and was very happy to see Warren with a sour expression on his face. Warren noticed Cade's gaze, but decided not to say anything.
Warren turned to one of the elders sitting by his side and whispered, “It looks like this boy is someone we should pay attention to about our future plans.”
The elder nodded in agreement as a slightly deadly light appeared in his eyes.
Back on stage, John was still standing in front of the tablet in a daze.
‘I think only my dantian body and my body are impressive, but it seems that even my own dantian essence is much stronger than I thought compared to others. I wonder why it is so powerful. ‘
John searched around for ideas to explain this, but could find nothing. As far as he knew, there were no cultivation aids within the palace that increased his essence dantian power. The holy gate softened his soul, and the evil gate strengthened his will. The Immortal Asura Body only focused on his dantian body and body itself, so John was unsure why his Dantian essence was this powerful.
‘Who knows. Perhaps I am also a naturally talented essence cultivator. ‘
John could not think of any particular reason and assumed that it might be a naturally occurring thing. Cultivators are born with different levels of talent, and two cultivators who make exactly the same effort can end up with very different results based on their natural talents.
“It's done well.”
Waylon Varis finally spoke up after regaining consciousness. He smiled at John and nodded his head in agreement.
“It looks like Miko has to go to great lengths to prevent you from chasing her,” Waylon said as she chuckled.
John thanks Waylon for his praise and walks back to his group. While his group felt embarrassed when he initially stepped up, they felt quite refreshed after regaining pride in this situation. Ryan laughed loudly as he patted John on the back.
John was just about to reply when a voice came from the Crimson Valley Sect.
“Pfft, who cares. Even if he was a genius in the middle Fog Creation realm, he was still almost at the last place. His only hope in this tournament is to become someone's boxing samsak.”
“To be precise, he acted very proud, but he remained stupid for joining this tournament.”
The group of Crimson Valley Sect had been silent for quite some time, but had finally managed to regain their calm and arrogant demeanor. Although John's performance was impressive, it was still far from what it took to qualify for pocket realm.
Ryan was just about to reply when Waylon Varis spoke up.
“OK, we still have more people to test. Other Fenix Clan members, please come forward to test.”
The other Fenix clans were then tested, but none stood out in particular.
“Last, Crimson Valley Sect, please come forward and test.”
The Crimson Valley Sect began to be tested, and posted results above any other power. They had a score of five cultivators above six hundred, which was the most numerous group so far. The last one tested was a boy who appeared to be around thirteen years old. He had long black hair flowing down his shoulders, and was quite handsome for a child his age, but his face and eyes showed an expression of arrogance and contempt towards everyone around him.
The boy started walking to the platform, and Waylon Varis and Cade Fenix squinted at the boy. Waylon Varis remained silent, but Cade Fenix was unable to hold back his words.
“Warren, what does this mean. Why have I never seen or heard anything about this boy? Just like Jason, he is also unknown so you suddenly grew up for this tournament. Where did the two come from?”
All of the five clans had spies stationed in or around each other's power to gather information. Through this, each clan and sect was quite aware of all the juniors in each of their strengths, names, cultivation levels, and talent levels. The first anomaly produced by the Crimson Valley Sect was Jason, who appeared without anyone knowing of his whereabouts. Not only that, but the talent and strength he displayed in the Qi Condensation tournament were beyond others.
Now the Crimson Valley Sect showed off this brat as well. Although he had yet to test, the strong cultivators in the crowd could instantly tell that this brat was completely unusual. Such a junior was almost impossible to hide for thirteen years from other powers, but the Crimson Valley Sect had managed to do so somehow.
Warren Gildar started laughing quite loudly before she replied. “I don't understand what you mean. We didn't plan anything. We've just kept Jason and Dylan a secret until the pocket realm will open.”
“No one would believe such nonsense,” scolded Cade Fenix loudly. “Not only did you manage to keep it a secret, but both of them were clearly talents that exceeded the abilities of your sect. What really happened.
Jason was fourteen years old, already in the early Qi Condensation Realm, and had a shocking combat power to back him up. Now, this Dylan is another anomaly like Jason.
“Do not be blinded by jealousy just because our sect produced two heavenly geniuses and your clan is not.” Warren replied with a smug smile.
“Alright, alright, let's continue with the test.” Waylon Varis spoke up and stopped the quarrel between the two leaders. Although he was also curious about this brat, he knew Warren Gildar would never reveal anything, and hence there was no point in revealing it.
Dylan walked up to the stone tablet with a slight smile and placed his hand in the middle circle. Immediately after, a brilliant blue light emanated from the tablet before it finally extinguished. The audience held their breaths while waiting for his score expectantly.
“Seven hundred.”
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