"Ji Wuchen?"
A cry of astonishment suddenly erupted from the crowd.
As time flowed on, the somewhat green thirteen-year-old boy from that banquet had now become an eighteen-year-old Prodigy with his edge fully bared.
Over the past five years, Ji Wuchen had traveled across the Zhou Domain, wielding his halberd through thirty-six cities and defeating countless renowned experts.
Even those one or two major realms above him could hardly withstand his battle halberd.
His name had long since spread throughout the Ten Directions Immortal Court.
Yet in truth, ever since learning that Qin Wangchuan was in seclusion here, Ji Wuchen had frequently wandered around the Li Clan, deliberately or otherwise.
"It really is him!" A young disciple excitedly pointed at the black-clad man, seemingly never expecting to encounter him here.
Ji Wuchen casually put his bamboo hat back on and turned to leave.
But before departing, he looked at Li Xuan, a sharp smile curling over his lips. "Brother Li, if you don't believe it, you can challenge him yourself. He probably won't refuse."
"Just don't blame me for failing to warn you—crossing realms in battle already makes one a Peak Prodigy among ordinary people."
"But even among prodigies, there are differences."
"With your current realm, seeing him would be like a frog at the bottom of a well gazing at the moon. Even if you spent your entire life doing so, you would never see its full face."
With that, Ji Wuchen turned and left.
He was not trying to stir up trouble. Ever since then, this was what he said to everyone.
No matter how invincible you were, you could not compare to a single hair on Qin Wangchuan's head!
He had clearly become half a fanboy already.
Li Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his