Idle Talk of the Geniuses

Compared to these people, Qin Heng's most outstanding trait was his youth.

Of the others, even Hong Zhen, the youngest, was already twenty Void Ash Years old.

And he... was not even four.

When he said that he came from the "backwater" of the Eastern Ancient Holy Land and had reached the peak of Star Lord Eighth Order in just over three years, everyone was dumbfounded.

Even Mysterious Sparrow, who rarely spoke, voiced his disbelief.

Meng Xing asked, "Qin Heng, did you encounter some great opportunity? Otherwise, how could you have advanced so quickly?"

Qin Heng nodded. "Yes. Three years ago, I happened to enter a Saint Emperor Cave Abode and obtained many spirit medicines. I spent a long time devouring them like mad while cultivating, and my realm soared by leaps and bounds."

Feng Qianxue, another "native," was somewhat envious. "Such a fortuitous encounter is truly rare. Brother Qin Heng's fortune is flourishing, and his future is boundless."

The others, however, fell silent.

The spirit medicines in a Saint Emperor Cave Abode were incomparably precious to others, but to direct descendants or personal disciples of Saint Emperors and Kings like them, they were nothing at all.

Qin Heng's fortuitous encounter was merely their everyday life.

Yet in terms of achievements, Qin Heng was not inferior to them in the slightest.

At that moment, everyone felt some degree of admiration and envy for Qin Heng's talent.

After introducing themselves, they got down to business.

Meng Xing asked, "What are your plans for the next two challenge rounds?"

The seventh and eighth rounds would reduce the number of contestants from one hundred thousand to just ten thousand, then one thousand.

Although the rules did not forbid contestants from challenging people they had challenged in the previous round, under normal circumstances, everyone