Talent Settlement! Drawing Level with the White Emperor!

The light from the holographic projection slowly faded, and the room returned to deep darkness and deathly silence.

Chen Fan sat quietly on the edge of the bed, motionless, like a lifeless sculpture.

However, the scene from just now kept replaying in his mind: the gruesome new wound on his father's face, the undisguised weariness in his mother's eyes, and the still-wet dark red bloodstains on their Battle Armor...

"That's far from enough!"

Chen Fan clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking softly from the excessive force.

The birthday wishes from the Starry Sky Frontline did not bring any comfort; instead, they fueled the flames burning within Chen Fan's heart.

He needs the power to sweep away everything!

He wanted to personally bring his parents back safely from that damned starry sky!

In that instant when his mind was in turmoil and his will was more concentrated than ever before.

A cold, emotionless mechanical voice suddenly rang out from the depths of his mind.

[Bite!]

[Host detected to be over ten years old, annual talent calculation... Begin!]

Buzz!

The familiar system Light Screen suddenly unfolded before Chen Fan's eyes, interrupting all his thoughts.

His breath hitched.

At the very top of the Light Screen, the number representing his Martial Dao foundation began to scroll wildly at a dazzling speed, each jump feeling as if it were the beat of his heart.

[Bite!]

[Annual talent tally complete!]

[Martial Dao Talent +5120!]

Chen Fan's gaze instantly locked onto the most crucial section of the panel.

[Name: Chen Fan]

[Age: 10]

[Martial Dao Talent: 10230 (One in Ten Thousand)]

One in Ten Thousand!

The four large, golden characters seemed to possess a magical power that made their words come true.

The moment he began to reorganize his evaluation, an indescribable sense of clarity washed over his entire soul, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens!

It was as if an invisible key had clicked open a heavy shackle deep within his mind.

Previously, I was confused about certain obscure points in the "Star-Transferring Blood Art," and even more so about the application of Mental Power...

At that moment, everything became clear, and a single thought brought enlightenment!

His thinking, comprehension, and even his perception of the free-floating energy in the universe underwent a tremendous qualitative change!

A Superpower, warm, profound, yet vast and boundless, surged forth from the deepest part of the system panel, flowing through his limbs and bones like a spring breeze and gentle rain.

This energy is different from the explosive power of Qi and Blood, and also different from the cold and domineering Star Power.

It was warm, ancient, and full of life. As soon as it appeared, it began to transform his ten-year-old body from the most Origin Source level.

"Um?"

An unbearable tingling and itchy sensation suddenly surged from the depths of his bone marrow, as if millions of ants were gnawing at his bones.

Chen Fan grunted and immediately looked inward at himself.

The next second, his amber pupils suddenly contracted, and for the first time, a look of horror appeared on his face.

In his perception, the hard bones within his body were slowly shedding their mortal texture under the influence of this Superpower.

A layer of warm, pure luster, like that of mutton fat jade, is gradually spreading outward from the very core of the bone.

His bone density, toughness, and even energy conduction efficiency are all increasing at an alarming rate!

It's as if his foundation is being rebuilt!

The transformation of the skeleton was like toppling the first domino, triggering a series of even more violent chain reactions.

The Golden Qi and Blood within his body, which had just broken through and stabilized at 116 calories, seemed to be attracted by some fatal force, and once again began to boil and roar uncontrollably!

That seemingly indestructible 116-card barrier, supported by the bones that were transforming into white jade, was as thin as paper, easily broken through by the raging Golden Qi and Blood!

Boom!

The total amount of Qi and Blood has surged again!

117 cards!

117.5 calories!

117.8 calories!

Finally, in Chen Fan's almost numb senses, the wildly surging amount of Qi and Blood slowly stopped, settling steadily at a number that would drive Martial Dao arts historian crazy.

118 calories!

This number is precisely the limit that the White Emperor, who dominated an era and was hailed as Federation legend, reached when he was at the Quasi-Martial Artist Realm, as mentioned by his mentor Gu Ci!

When all the strange phenomena subsided, the room returned to silence.

Chen Fan slowly opened his still somewhat immature hands, feeling the terrifying power contained within them, which was comparable to or even surpassed that of ordinary Qi-Blood Realm Martial Artists, as well as the warm and heavy feeling emanating from deep within his bones. Besides being shocked, he was filled with more doubts.

Overnight, he not only equaled the myth of the White Emperor, but also discovered within his own body a completely new path that had never been recorded in any ancient texts.

He muttered to himself in a low voice, which sounded particularly clear in the quiet room.

"One hundred and eighteen calories... Is this the limit for the White Emperor?"

"Then what... is this White Jade as Bone?"

Chen Fan murmured softly, clenching his fist so tightly that he could feel the air itself bursting under his grip.

"My body has undergone such a change..."

Chen Fan fell into deep thought. Logically speaking, it was best not to tell outsiders about the changes in his body, so as to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

Only...

"I think we can trust Teacher Gu..."

After pondering for a long time, Chen Fan finally decided to inquire about Gu Ci's own changes the next day.

Immediately, Chen Fan sat down cross-legged again, taking advantage of the improvement in his Martial Dao Talent to consolidate his cultivation.

The next day, early morning.

Outside the Barbarian Blood Pool Cave at Jiangxi No. 1 High School.

The air still carried a faint smell of blood and sulfur. Shen Xuan, Su Qingyue, and Tuo Bashan were gathered together, each with a different expression.

"A monster... what an unreasonable monster..."

Shen Xuan rubbed his throbbing temples, a look of exhaustion creeping onto his handsome face.

He had nightmares all night, his dreams filled with Chen Fan's seemingly ordinary yet all-crushing golden fist.

Su Qingyue sat cross-legged on a blue stone not far away, her icy blue eyes gazing at the Cave entrance, without uttering a word.

Only Tuo Bashan, with dark circles under his eyes, showed no sign of defeat; instead, his eyes shone brightly and his body radiated heat.

"One more time... I feel like I could fight him one more time!"

He clenched his fist, which was as big as a clay pot, his face full of the fanaticism unique to Martial Fool.

"Give me a break!" Shen Xuan jolted, lunging forward like lightning to grab Tuo Bashan's thick thigh tightly, wailing, "Brother Shan, I'm calling you Master Shan now! If you keep going, our team will be short one person!"

Just as the three were struggling, a calm figure walked slowly over from the dormitory area in the distance.

Chen Fan was still wearing that clean Training Uniform. His nine-year-old, or rather, ten-year-old body looked well-proportioned and slender, and his aura was extremely restrained. He seemed to be just an ordinary boy next door, completely different from the young god with soaring Qi and Blood he had been yesterday.