The Seven Sons of Qingyun were the sect's chosen prodigies. They had condensed their Golden Elixirs before the age of one hundred, and after entering the Yin God Realm, every one of them, without exception, had been given the chance to comprehend the Visualization Diagram.
Facts proved that they deserved the title of the "Seven Sons," and lived up to their respective talents. As long as they were given a little more time, advancing to the Dharma Aspect Realm would be only natural.
Originally, the seven of them had been in secluded cultivation, training bitterly because of a "rumor" in hopes of becoming the next chief senior disciple. But then, some Elite Disciples who used to trail after them suddenly sent word that a local genius had been accepted into the sect by the sect master, and that great hopes had been placed on him.
They did not care in the slightest. However talented he was, could he be more talented than them?
The way things developed, however, far exceeded their expectations.
In less than four months, the newly admitted genius had actually climbed to the position of True Disciple.
At the same time, a sense of crisis spread through everyone's entire body.
Damn. So while we were holding our breath, fighting each other back and forth, we nearly let some native swoop in and steal the prize?
The seven of them set aside their thoughts of wanting to kill one another and prepared to join hands to give the newcomer a show of force. There were already more than enough people competing to become chief senior disciple; if they could get rid of one, then one less it was.
Besides, breaking through two major realms in just over a hundred days, leaping from perfect Foundation Establishment to the Yin