Second Losers' Summary Meeting

Qin Wangchuan settled Dragon Scale properly, then took the elixir and used his internal energy to neutralize its effects.

The commotion, which had been subtly stirred by the Immortal Bone and Qi Yun, seemed to have subsided somewhat—although the annihilation of the World-Suppressing Stele Fragment reminded him that this subsidence might only be a temporary illusion.

He got up and went out, intending to go see Li Qingluan first.

The room was quiet, with only the faint, refreshing fragrance of spirit medicine herbs.

Li Qingluan lay quietly on the Warm Jade Bed, her face pale. Although she was physically unharmed, she remained unconscious.

Qin Wangchuan paused by the bedside for a moment, his gaze sweeping over her tightly closed eyes. After confirming that she was alright for the time being, he quietly turned and left.

Next, it's time to check out those "defeated opponents".

He walked toward the courtyard that was specifically for those who had perished in this Prodigy Competition.

In this compound, there are no Lineage boundaries, only a group of defeated enemies.

Several Resurrection Pool of varying shapes were arranged in sequence, with Spirit Liquid churning and shimmering with precious light, nourishing the Dao Body that were being reshaped within them.

People thronged inside and outside the courtyard. Elders and servants from various families hurried along, carrying Jade Box and Spirit Crystal, throwing a continuous heavenly materials and earthly treasures into the pool.

Amidst this bustling scene, someone caught a glimpse of the figure in black robes outside the courtyard gate.

Like the tide washing over the beach, the noise abruptly ceased.

Everyone stopped what they were doing at the same time. Whether they were arrogant elders or busy servants, they all bowed their heads and silently paid their respects to Qin Wangchuan, who was walking slowly towards them.

Although this person is not a family member, he is indeed Peerless Prodigy.

Before anyone even arrived, the sounds of a heated discussion could already be heard inside.

"... Yan Wujin! If only you had noticed that final strike, we would have definitely won!" It was Zhao Lingyun's voice. He was unharmed, but his voice was filled with regret and resentment.

He witnessed it with his own eyes; it really was just one step away.

"Bullshit!" Yan Wujin's roar almost lifted the roof off. "You still have the nerve to say that? Do you know how strong that Golden Crow is? I just don't understand, what exactly did Qin Wangchuan feed it? How did it become so incredibly powerful!"

He took a breath, his voice filled with frustration. "What's even more incomprehensible is that not a single one of you came to help me!"

It's astonishing that Yan Wujin, who is usually arrogant and prefers to work alone, would say something like "help me."

It's clear that Qin Wangchuan's Golden Crow spirit pet named Jiujiu is indeed very strong.

"Help you?" Ye Lingchuan lay in the pool filled with Sword Qi energy, weakly retorting, "Why don't you try facing him head-on with that Ten Directions Profound Sword?"

"You think you can help me? You're lucky you didn't let him beat you up!"

Ye Lingchuan also felt somewhat aggrieved.

I thought that thing was similar to the Heavenly Sword, but after standing under the sword...

Ye Lingchuan then realized he was wrong, and terribly wrong!

Although the Immortal Coffin was not broken, he was crushed by it! Thinking back on it now, his Divine Soul still felt a stinging pain.

Not far away, Li Xuan had already woken up, but he did not speak.

They are using the Image Recording Stone to repeatedly watch the Spirit Shadow of the battle replays; these Image Recording Stones will be sent to various places.

He was the first to be eliminated, and his death was incredibly frustrating—his intuition warned him that Qin Wangchuan would target him first when the war started, but he ultimately failed to fully trust that intuition.

Insufficient preparation led to a swift and decisive defeat.

Yun Zexuan lay in the misty pool, his eyes somewhat unfocused, muttering with a hint of existential doubt, "What was that saying again...? Before absolute power, scheming is useless."

"When I saw him break through two great Heaven and Earth Law in succession, I knew we were doomed to lose."

"The struggle that followed was simply to avoid a humiliating defeat."

The fewer characters in the name of the Heaven and Earth Law, the more terrifying the power of Heaven and Earth it contains.

The seven characters mark the watershed in judging the Heaven and Earth Law.

Those with seven characters or more are considered Peerless Prodigy. Eight characters are still acceptable, but nine characters... by this standard, they are no different from ordinary people.

As for the cross, it is unworthy of having a name, and cannot even be proclaimed; it is utterly unacceptable.

Li Qingluan's name has six characters, Chu Wujiu's name has seven.

The phrase Qin Wudao used back then, "Calamity and Fortune Upon Me," also consisted of six characters.

While works with more than six characters have appeared, they are rare.

Qin Wangchuan effortlessly broke through the six-character and Seven-Character Heaven and Earth Law, truly shattering the confidence of many.

"The main reason for the defeat was fear," Wang Xuance's voice came from another pool, thoughtful. "By tacitly allowing him to make the first move, we lost the initiative."

"If we had summoned two Heaven and Earth Law to gang up on us from the start, we might have won."

"Showing their hand right from the start?" Ji Wuchen, who was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard and had not participated in the battle but had witnessed the whole process, shook his head. An outsider sees things more clearly.

"How can we block the Ten Directions Profound Sword? If he uses some Supreme Dao Technique: the Ten Directions Profound Sword, it might even be able to cut through the Heaven and Earth Law."

"In the end, where did that Ten Directions Profound Sword come from?!" Ye Lingchuan felt powerless when he thought of that Giant Sword, which was covered with cracks but seemed to have gathered all the laws of the world and was uncontrollable.

"I tried my best, but I only managed to block it before I was knocked unconscious... No, to be precise, I didn't even completely block it!"

He, who is usually a man of few words, talked a lot today.

He was clearly still resentful about not being able to catch the sword strike.

Yun Zexuan sighed, "Striking first might lead to an even more humiliating defeat. However, Brother Wang's idea of a group attack, putting aside the issue of saving face, might... be worth considering."

"His Immortal Bone had just awakened—no, not just Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages. He had just undergone countless tribulations. At that time, he was indeed at his strongest, so it's not entirely unfair."

At this point, someone steered the conversation to another person:

"In my opinion, in this battle, Zhou Yunyi was the strongest performer."

In the corner, a figure that had been quietly floating in the milky white Spirit Liquid — Zhou Yunyi.

Upon hearing its own name, it instinctively sank down like a quail, trying to play dead.

But when I heard the strongest praise in the second half, I couldn't help but feel curious again.

A wet head popped out of the water, blinked. "I'm the strongest?"

This was said by Zhao Lingyun.

"Your timing in stealing the sword was impeccable," Zhao Lingyun affirmed. "It's a pity you ran out of the 'Body Swap Talisman' you had on you; otherwise, even if you hadn't succeeded in stealing the sword, you could have greatly disrupted his rhythm."

"I'll optimize the Body Swap Talisman again."

"Maybe in the future we'll be able to use one sheet multiple times, or even put up several sheets without them interfering with each other."

That thing is a new talisman researched by Zhao Lingyun. Only one can be applied, and it becomes unusable after use.

"Indeed," Yun Zexuan agreed. "If we hadn't pinned our hopes on Zhou Yunyi opening the Immortal Coffin, we wouldn't have even had a sliver of hope for a comeback. Although... we still lost in the end."

Hearing everyone's praise, Zhou Yunyi just managed a slightly embarrassed smile...

"Zhou Yunyi is so strong, let him lead the charge next time!" someone shouted from the crowd.

He looked in the direction of the sound and found that the one leading the commotion was none other than Zhao Lingyun, who had just praised him.

"Yes! Let's lead the charge!"

"Support!"

Ye Lingchuan was the second to stand up and support him; it was too disadvantageous to always be protected by others.

Immediately, a chorus of agreement erupted in the courtyard, tinged with the jest and jeers of survivors.

Chu Wujiu still asked the same question, "Zhou Yunyi, why are you still hiding your Feathered Human Transformation and not using it? Keeping it as a trump card isn't done this way!"

A thought flashed through Wang Xuance's mind, and he tentatively asked with a hint of disbelief:

"Could it be... that we haven't fully taken control yet?"

After a moment of silence, the courtyard erupted in even louder laughter.

"Does the Zhou Clan First Feather 'Feathered Human Transformation' not possess the Zhou Clan's supreme Secret Method?"

"Hahaha, Wang Xuance, that's quite a joke..."

"It was so close! Maybe the Feathered Human Transformation could have won."

Everyone took it as a harmless joke and didn't take it seriously.

How could the most outstanding heir of the Zhou Clan's younger generation not know their family's signature supreme Secret Method?

However, only Zhou Yunyi was submerged underwater, knew that his cheeks were burning and he was crying out in his heart—he really didn't know how!

Everyone who knew how to do it is dead; he was just a temporary substitute.

The water rippled, Zhou Yunyi suddenly popped his head out of the Spirit Liquid, raising his voice. "I'll let it slide this time, but next time I'll definitely show you what I'm made of!"

After saying this, he let out a silent roar in his heart: 'I'll go back and fix it; I must learn it!'

The losers learn from their mistakes, while the winners forge an invincible spirit.

Everyone is getting stronger, even Zhou Yunyi, who usually likes to slack off, has now developed the desire to cultivate.

Just as the noise and laughter reached their peak, the light at the courtyard gate dimmed slightly.

A figure silently stepped into the doorway.

Clad in black robes and with ink-black hair, standing tall and straight, it was none other than Qin Wangchuan.

The once noisy and important task fell silent instantly, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

All the gazes, filled with solemnity, resentment, and other complex emotions, were focused on the instigator who had sent them all into the Resurrection Pool.

Qin Wangchuan ignored the various gazes around him, walked over calmly, and casually swept his gaze across the scene before finally landing on Zhou Yunyi, who wished he could sink back to the bottom of the water again.

A faint smile seemed to curve his lips, his tone calm and even, yet it made Zhou Yunyi freeze.

"Oh? From what you were saying just now, if Zhou Yunyi uses his Feathered Human Transformation... he can defeat me?"

"Of course!"

Before Zhou Yunyi could speak, Yan Wujin, who was in the pool beside them, Yan Wujin slapped the Spirit Liquid, splashing up a large spray of water, and shouted as if he wanted to stir up trouble:

"If Zhou Yunyi weren't still hiding, he would definitely beat you! He just said it himself, he'll definitely show us what he's made of next time! Right?"

His words added fuel to the fire, instantly making Zhou Yunyi the center of attention.

His face flushed red and then turned pale. He could only grit his teeth and silently sink a few more feet into the water without saying a word.