Chapter 1276: Jiang Huayue

In the guest hall, Senior Huangshan looked at Xu Fan, who had a somewhat odd expression, with a hint of confusion.

"The chaotic aura crystal you created is in high demand. I came to discuss the pricing with you," Huangshan said, holding a piece of the chaotic aura crystal.

"Based on your calculations, this chaotic aura crystal costs the equivalent of a Primordial Purple Qi crystal with a two-zhang circumference."

"Selling it for a Primordial Purple Qi crystal with a ten-zhang circumference is feasible, maybe even a bit more. I wanted to hear your thoughts," Huangshan said with a smile, clearly in good spirits.

Although he would take a 40% cut, this venture could become a significant source of Primordial Purple Qi crystals for the Yuanshi Sect once it gains traction.

"Selling it for 12 zhang of Primordial Purple Qi crystal sounds more reasonable," Xu Fan suggested after some thought.

"Then I’ll follow Xu the Divine Master’s advice. A large batch of materials will soon be sent to the Hidden Spirit Sect."

"I’ll first test the market with these goods," Huangshan said, twirling the Primordial Purple Qi crystal in his hand, his tone tinged with nostalgia.

"That works, but Senior Huangshan, I’m curious—how many major forces do you have connections with in the neighboring large worlds?" Xu Fan asked.

"That’s a secret of the Yuanshi Sect, but since you’re not an outsider, we’re connected with about 400 of them," Huangshan replied.

"Good to know," Xu Fan nodded.

"By the way, one of your Yuanshi Sect’s preparatory disciples recently received an entrance celestial tool from our sect."

Hearing this, Huangshan paused.

"Ah, I think I recall that. Let the disciple decide when the time comes."

"Whether he chooses the Yuanshi Sect or the Hidden Spirit Sect, as long as he’s a genius of the human race, that’s all that matters," Huangshan said casually.

"Such a broad-minded approach—no wonder the Yuanshi Sect is the leading sect of the human race," Xu Fan praised.

"While the Yuanshi Sect attracts the best talents of the human race, it’s not uncommon for a few to be lured away by other major forces now and then," Huangshan remarked nonchalantly.

After finishing his tea, Huangshan left, while Xu Fan returned to the courtyard, where Grape began live-streaming the Yuanshi Sect disciple.

On the light curtain, a young man at the Nascent Soul Stage was fiercely battling a Transformation Stage demon beast using an exceptionally sharp swordsmanship technique.

All the techniques he used were swordsmanship techniques from the Hidden Spirit Sect, but in his hands, each technique displayed power far beyond its original potential.

The young man transformed into a sword, swiftly darting through the beast’s giant mouth and emerging from the back of its head.

Once the battle ended, the young man calmly landed beside the beast to collect materials from its body.

"Jiang Huayue, orphaned at a young age, was raised by relatives."

"At seven, he obtained a specially crafted artifact from the sect and left his relatives’ home, where he endured hunger and scorn."

"After reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage and earning some spirit stones, he repaid his relatives for their kindness before setting off to wander the world alone."

Grape narrated Jiang Huayue’s background in a measured tone.

Xu Fan listened while observing Jiang Huayue.

"No wonder the Yuanshi Sect has its eye on him—he’s the perfect protagonist archetype."

Xu Fan noted Jiang Huayue’s proud gaze and the cold aura surrounding him.

"This kid’s heart is too cold. If he continues like this, it might harm his mental state," Xu Fan mused, stroking his chin.

"Master, should I…" Grape began to suggest.

"No need, just go with the flow. Since he’s the main character, there’s no problem he can’t solve," Xu Fan said with a smile.

"Just keep an eye on him from now on."

At that moment, within the secret realm of special celestial tools,

Wu Shang and Li Jin Yun were teaming up in a game, gearing up to compete for the championship.

Suddenly, a sword light zipped past them, reaching the destination first and snagging the championship.

A cold, stern young man in a gray robe stood at the first-place spot, while Wu Shang and Li Jin Yun stood on either side of him in second and third place.

"Taoist friend, impressive! My brother and I had to team up just to reach the destination in such a short time, and you were even faster than us," Li Jin Yun said, a bit too familiar.

The cold young man just glanced at Li Jin Yun without replying.

After the awards ceremony, he walked away.

"This guy is really cold and quite powerful," Wu Shang remarked.

"Is being fast that impressive? I don’t think so," Li Jin Yun said, feeling somewhat unconvinced.

"Just my feeling, but that guy should be the first to advance to the Nascent Soul Stage in our space."

"I heard his overall fighting strength has already pulled far ahead of the second place," Wu Shang said.

"Is he really that strong? We should challenge his virtual avatar and see how we fare," Li Jin Yun said, rubbing his hands excitedly.

"Let’s do it."

The two reached an agreement.

Not long after, the two emerged from a secret realm, looking dejected.

"A single sword! He killed me with just one sword at the same level," Li Jin Yun said, feeling discouraged.

"I’m better than you; I lasted until the third sword," Wu Shang replied, looking quite calm.

"Aren’t you sad getting beaten like that?" Li Jin Yun asked curiously.

"There’s always someone stronger out there; this world has limitless levels beyond our understanding," Wu Shang said calmly.

"However, getting killed by a single sword at the same level is a bit embarrassing. From today on, I will train hard," Li Jin Yun declared with determination.

"Just go with the flow; training hard is a must," Wu Shang replied.

At that moment, a countdown appeared above the secret realm, indicating that they would soon be forcefully taken out of it.

"Time to leave again. Wu Shang, come to my house to play sometime; I’ll treat you to the finest spirit feast," Li Jin Yun said.

"I’ll wait a few months; I’m starting to see results with that task I’m working on," Wu Shang said.

"Okay, I also need to do some tasks lately, or I won’t have any points for the upcoming sword formation."

As soon as Li Jin Yun finished speaking, the countdown in the sky reached zero, and everyone exited the secret realm.

Inside a luxurious spirit ambiance room, Li Jin Yun slowly rose.

"Young master, what are we doing today?"

A voice from the door belonged to the butler.

"Is my father home?" Li Jin Yun asked.

"He’s in the Tea Fragrance Pavilion enjoying tea," the butler replied.

In the Tea Fragrance Pavilion, Li Jin Yun looked at his most admired father and asked, "Dad, how big can the gap in fighting strength be within the same realm?"

"Is Li Tian as strong as those geniuses?"

The man, who had been savoring his tea, paused briefly, then slowly set down his tea cup and said, "Yun’er, are you feeling discouraged?"

"Some things are innate; don’t force them too much."

"The gap in the same realm can be as small as a bubble or as vast as a world apart."

"If you feel uncomfortable around those people, just stay away; don’t provoke them," the man said, taking on a very experienced tone.

"I have a very powerful friend who got killed by another person with three swords in the same realm."

"I feel like those geniuses and ordinary people belong to two different worlds."