"What's the problem!?"
From the other man's expression, Qin Feng could tell this was no small matter.
But this time, Yi Tianji's encyclopedia had failed him. He didn't know whether the information was too old to be worth noting, or the Dog Author was trying to pad the word count, but it contained no records about the Realm of Creation in the Immortal Realm.
"Of course there's a problem!"
Zhao Changsheng said with an unusually serious expression, "The Talent Ranking hasn't existed since ancient times. Back then, the Realm of Creation tested its disciples' talents with this Fortune Immortal Bell."
"I see!"
Qin Feng looked enlightened and couldn't help asking, "Then what rank of Heavenly Pride would someone who rings the Fortune Immortal Bell nine times belong to!?"
"Top tier!"
Zhao Changsheng said solemnly, "According to ancient records, only a handful of people have ever rung the Fortune Immortal Bell nine times, but every one of them made it into the top twenty of the Talent Ranking."
"That impressive!?"
Qin Feng was startled, rattled by Lin San's ranking.
Even if Lin San came in twentieth, he was still a full eighteen places ahead of Qin Feng. The Mythical Heavenly Chosen Son really was terrifying.
"Probably even more than that..."
Zhao Changsheng looked at Qin Feng gravely and asked for confirmation. "You said earlier that your friend doesn't have a special physique and is simply talented in Sword Dao, right!?"
"That's right!"
Qin Feng nodded, bewildered. He didn't know what the problem was.
"He's a Heaven-defying One!"
Zhao Changsheng explained, "Unlike bloodline inheritors, who possess inherited bloodlines, or Heaven-blessed Ones, who possess special physiques, Heaven-defying Ones are born to swim against the current. So nine chimes is the Fortune Immortal Bell's limit, not his. People like him grow stronger against stronger