A Thought Suppresses All! The Child of Destiny's Dao Heart Shattered!

That announcement was like the last straw, utterly crushing Ye Xuan's proud Dao heart.

Humiliation!

Unprecedented humiliation!

He, Ye Xuan, possessed Great Fortune and had an Old Man by his side. He had believed himself to be a True Dragon favored by destiny!

He had endured countless hardships and shed a hundredfold more sweat to achieve what he had today.

He had thought this highly anticipated competition would be the stage where he stepped on Lin Yuan's bones and soared into the sky.

But what was the result?

He had not even been qualified to make his opponent act!

With merely A Thought and a burst of pressure, he had lost!

He had lost so completely, so miserably, so laughably!

"Why... why is this happening...?"

Ye Xuan lay sprawled on the ground, Unable to Move. Only blood and tears of humiliation mingled together and slid from the corners of his eyes.

He did not understand!

He could not make sense of it!

How could Lin Yuan, that worthless fool who had nothing but his family background, that wastrel who spent every day Lying Down and sleeping, possess such terrifying strength?!

This made no sense!

This was unfair!

"Teacher... Teacher!"

Ye Xuan screamed frantically in his heart, his voice trembling with despair.

"What... what realm is he in? Why is he so strong? This is impossible!"

Inside the Consciousness Sea, there was dead silence.

Only after a long while did the Extreme Dao Ancestor's aged voice slowly sound out. Yet this time, it was filled with unprecedented gravity and a trace of...

Fear.

"Kid... this Lin Yuan... is unfathomable!"

"I cannot see through him... but that pressure just now, that crushing sensation stemming from the level of life itself... I have seen it only once in my life!"

"His true cultivation is at the very least... at the very least the Marrow Cleansing Realm Seventh Level, perhaps the eighth! Maybe even..."

The Extreme Dao Ancestor's voice paused, as though even voicing that speculation seemed absurd beyond belief.

"Maybe he has already reached the peak of Marrow Cleansing Realm ninth level!"

Rumble—!

Peak of Marrow Cleansing Realm ninth level!

Those words were like a world-ending divine bolt of lightning, crashing viciously into the Depth of the Soul of Ye Xuan!

He was completely stunned. His mind went blank, and even his thoughts stopped.

Marrow Cleansing Realm Ninth Level?

How was that possible?!

He was only eighteen!

In the history of Dragon Summer Country, the youngest recorded person to reach the Marrow Cleansing Realm Ninth Level had been twenty-two!

What gave Lin Yuan the right?

He had fought desperately, encountered one lucky opportunity after another, and only with Teacher's help had he barely broken through to the Marrow Cleansing Realm Second Level. Even then, he had already been hailed as a genius seen once in a century.

But what about Lin Yuan?

Every day, he did nothing but sleep and stare into space!

Why had the gap between them not narrowed, but instead widened into a chasm so vast it drove one to despair?!

Unwillingness!

Fury!

Resentment!

All manner of negative emotions surged like a breached flood, instantly washing away every shred of his reason and pride.

"Puh—"

Ye Xuan could no longer suppress it. He Spurted Out another mouthful of heart's blood, staining the arena beneath him red.

His consciousness slowly sank amid endless darkness and despair.

At the martial arts arena, in the spectator stands.

Everyone was still immersed in that World-Shattering scene from moments ago, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

That had not been a match.

It had been a Divine Being's judgment upon mortals.

"It's over... just like that?"

"Lin Yuan... he did not even make a move!"

"Terrifying! Is this the true foundation of a great clan? The gap between us and him is greater than that between humans and dogs!"

After a brief dead silence came discussions that swept through the venue like a tidal wave.

But this time, no one dared call Lin Yuan a "freeloader" again, and no one dared mock him as a "turtle hiding in its shell."

As they watched that figure slowly walk down from the arena, the only reactions left in everyone were pure awe and fear.

Within the crowd, Li Xuan'er's face was pale as paper, her delicate body trembling faintly beyond her control.

She looked at Ye Xuan, lying unconscious on the arena and drenched in blood.

Then she looked at Lin Yuan, whose very back exuded indifference and distance.

An icy chill shot from the soles of her feet straight to the crown of her head.

All her earlier delight and contempt had, at this moment, become A Huge Joke.

She had mocked Lin Yuan as a coward, when in truth he had merely disdained to make a move.

She had regarded Ye Xuan as a future supreme powerhouse, as the most successful investment of her life.

Yet this investment could not even withstand a single move before someone else!

So it turned out...

She had been the most laughable fool of all!

She had once had the chance to get close to that man, to receive treatment that would make every woman mad with jealousy.

Yet she had personally Pushed Open all of it.

She had treated a true dragon as a purse to be taken from at will, while treasuring a self-righteous loach as though it were a jewel!

Regret!

Endless regret bit savagely at her heart like venomous snakes.

If only...

If only she had not treated him that way back then, if only she had seized that chance...

Unfortunately, there were no ifs in this world.

Elsewhere, Gu Ningxue's bright eyes were also filled with shock.

She had Envisioned Lin Yuan winning.

But she had never imagined it would happen in such an utterly crushing, utterly unreasonable fashion!

"Marrow Cleansing Realm Ninth Level..."

She murmured to herself, her heart involuntarily quickening by several beats.

This man was more mysterious, more powerful, and more... interesting than she had imagined!

She suddenly felt that the simp Lin Yuan who had once followed behind Li Xuan'er was fundamentally a different person from the current Lin Yuan, who was lazy yet tyrannical to his bones.

"Lions never care what sheep think..."

She recalled those words Lin Yuan had once spoken.

Now, it seemed he had not been showing off. He had merely been stating a fact.

Everyone present, including Ye Xuan, perhaps truly were nothing more than sheep in his eyes.

Lin Yuan paid absolutely no attention to the tsunami of discussion behind him.

He walked over to the sofa in the competitors' area and comfortably lay back down.

The old butler, Uncle Zhong, immediately approached with two Maids, his face flushed red with excitement.

"Young Master! You were incredible! You are practically the reincarnation of the Martial God!"

Uncle Zhong was so excited that he could barely speak coherently.

"Enough, enough. Stop flattering me." Lin Yuan waved impatiently. "Hurry up and call the Old Man."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Uncle Zhong hurriedly dialed the number in the Northern Border.

The light screen lit up, revealing Lin Zhan's stern and imposing face.

He had clearly watched the scene through the broadcast as well. Even his calm, ancient-well-like eyes were now filled with barely suppressed shock and wild delight!

"You brat! You... when did you reach the Marrow Cleansing Realm Ninth Level?!"

Lin Zhan's voice trembled.

"Oh, I just lay around, and then I broke through."

Lin Yuan brushed it off casually.

Lin Zhan: "..."

He felt as though someone had stabbed his heart viciously.

Back then, how much hardship had he endured, how much suffering had he faced, how many times had he hovered at death's door in order to break through to the Marrow Cleansing Realm Ninth Level!

Yet when it came to his Grandson, it had become simply lying around until he broke through?

Comparing people truly could make one furious to death!

"Cough, cough!" Lin Zhan forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and put on a stern face. "Well done! You did not disgrace me!"

"Of course not." Lin Yuan curled his lip. "Old Man, you cannot go back on what we agreed before."

"Rest assured!" Lin Zhan waved a hand and declared with soaring pride, "When I, Lin Zhan, speak, my word carries the weight of nine tripods! From Today Onwards, lie down however you want! Whoever dares disturb you, I'll be the first to break his legs!"

"Perfect!"

Lin Yuan snapped his fingers in satisfaction and directly ended the call.

He stretched lazily and instructed Uncle Zhong, "Done. Pack up and go home! My back and waist are aching after today. When I get back, I need a good soak and another round of sleep!"

[ Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completing the "Passive Participation" mission, successfully slapping the Child of Destiny in the face and defending the dignity of Lying Down! ]

[ System Evaluation: Perfect performance! You caused the greatest sensation with the least amount of effort! Issuing reward... ]

[ Congratulations, Host, you have obtained the Heaven Grade Top Quality movement technique—Kunpeng Soaring Steps! ]

Listening to the string of notification chimes in his mind, Lin Yuan's mood grew even more pleasant.

Another Heaven Grade Top Quality Cultivation Method?

This round had not been a loss!

Just as he was preparing to get up and leave.

A crisp female voice, carrying a hint of teasing, came from beside him.

"Champion Lin, leaving in such a hurry? Won't you stay and enjoy the Cheers and Adoration of the entire school's teachers and students?"

Lin Yuan turned his head and saw Gu Ningxue standing there with her arms crossed, smiling at him.