The instant this figure stepped into Starfall Pavilion, it was as though an invisible magic force drew the eyes of most everyone present toward him of their own accord.
He wore a Black Cloud Robe, his posture straight and tall, his steps unhurried.
There was no dazzling divine light around him, nor did he exude any imposing aura. Yet his otherworldly temperament made him seem like an exiled immortal descended into the mortal realm, an indescribable Dao Charm flowing about him.
"It's Chu Jiang—the first place on the Heaven-Piercing Tower rankings, the newly ascended eleventh place on the Barren Heavenly God Ranking!"
"No wonder Fairy Wu Yue arrived with him in the same carriage!"
Recently, among their generation, no one had been more in the limelight than him.
A peculiar light appeared in the eyes of many prodigies from great powers.
A cultivator from the remote borderlands of the Southern Wasteland had risen out of nowhere, suppressing the heirs of countless ancient kingdoms and noble clans, reaching the summit of the Heaven-Piercing Tower and shaking Hundred Saints City with his name.
In the southeastern corner, Zhao Lingfeng, the Eighth Prince of the Qilin Ancient Kingdom, first swept his fervent gaze across Wu Yue's cold yet peerless face. Inwardly, he praised her, thinking that she truly deserved to be one of the academy's three great beauties alongside Long Yao and the Heavenly Phoenix Girl—each possessed her own unique splendor.
Just then, a booming voice rang out.
"Ah, Brother Chu, you've finally come! Your little brother here has been waiting with eyes stretched wide! I saved you the best seats long ago!" Qian Wanxiang's round body nimbly sprang to its feet. His face was piled with an enthusiastic smile as he waved vigorously at Chu Jiang.
Hearing the call, Chu Jiang looked