Meteoric Gold Flying Sword

"Hmph!"

Lian Shanyu suddenly slammed the table hard, his fat face full of indignation as he said coldly, "You two muddleheaded fools, now you know fear? What were you doing earlier?!

Do you know that my brother Zhang here is a martial arts prodigy unseen in all eternity? Just a few months ago, he was still an ordinary mortal, yet now he has already reached the pinnacle of the Saint Embryo realm in this world.

And you lot, mediocre fools that you are, cultivated bitterly for a hundred years just to barely touch the threshold of the Saint Embryo realm. And even so, you have the gall to shamelessly sling mud at my brother Zhang? Aren't you ashamed?"

Shen Mobai and True Person Yanghe, who had originally been somewhat resolute, were both stunned upon hearing this.

"How could the three completely unrelated phrases—'a few months,' 'an ordinary mortal,' and 'Saint Embryo pinnacle'—possibly be strung together?"

"Language and writing really are profound and boundless."

"There could actually be such a combination, one that ordinary people could never imagine even if they spent their entire lives trying."

Those were the first thoughts that flashed through their minds after hearing Lian Shanyu's words.

There was no helping it—they had heard too quickly. Before they could react, the words had already entered their minds.

Yet once their thoughts made a circuit and they grasped the meaning, it was as though they had been struck fiercely by a bolt of lightning.

Both men stood frozen, their eyes filled with shock, bewilderment, and disbelief. "In merely a few months—he went from an ordinary mortal to the pinnacle of the Saint Embryo realm?!"

"Th-this... what kind of wild fantasy is this?!"

"No! This is simply a myth!"

"A myth beyond the reach of human effort, beyond the