In the Inner Universe, at the Sword Sect, the disciple who had reported to the Sect Master earlier looked deathly pale. Who could have imagined that Liu Shaoqiu would lose? He had even used the Third Sword, and still lost—to someone in the Integrating Realm. It was unimaginable, a violation of the rules.
Behind everyone, an old man in a white robe faced the screen, his eyes glinting with a peculiar light. "To think he could withstand Shaoqiu's Third Sword. What an interesting child. Send word to the Tenth Academy. The Sword Sect is willing to accept this child as a personal disciple, on equal footing with Shaoqiu."
Countless Sword Sect disciples were stunned. Among the disciples, personal disciples held the highest status and could command countless members of the Sword Sect. Liu Shaoqiu's status among the disciples was second only to that of the Ten Arbiters. There were only a handful like him in the First-class Realm. With a single battle, this youth had leaped across an endless chasm to become the crown prince of the Inner Universe's First-class Realm.
Beneath the dim banner bearing the character "You," the little girl clapped and cheered, her eyes shining with an unusual light as she looked at Lu Yin.
The old woman was still too stunned to recover. An ordinary person had climbed to the heavens.
At the Tenth Academy's Space Station, Madam Nalan stared blankly, unaware that wine had spilled from her cup as she watched the screen in shock.
Thinking back to their first meeting, she had told Lu Yin about Liu Shaoqiu's legend. At the time, she had only wanted to keep Lu Yin from becoming despondent over a defeat and hoped he would focus on studying cypher glyphs. But in the blink of an eye, he had