Gao Sheng raised a hand. "Stop. Didn't the earlier report say there were a hundred and seventy Spirit Bone Prodigies? Were three killed during the selection?"
It was not that the Profound Sect did not care about the deaths of three Spirit Bone Prodigies. It merely allowed these disciples to settle their grudges before the Dragon Ascent for the sake of harmony within the sect.
"Elder, it wasn't three who died. It was four."
Luo Zeping cupped his hands. "A disciple named Xu Yang was previously recorded as a genius with perfected comprehension, but he suddenly turned out to be a Spirit Bone Prodigy during the selection. That added one to the total."
Gao Sheng was taken aback. "What are our intelligence people doing? They couldn't even tell whether a disciple was a Spirit Bone Prodigy?"
"Elder, the sect's intelligence was correct. Before setting out for Kyoto, he happened to consume hundred-year purple-pattern king ginseng, which transformed him into a Spirit Bone Prodigy," Liu Ze replied, cupping his hands.
"Of the four Spirit Bone Prodigies who died, two were slain by him," another steward, Song Junchao, added.
"Two Spirit Bone Prodigies killed by someone who only acquired his spirit bone through purple-pattern king ginseng? Trash like that is better off dead. This boy has some ability. All right, continue." Gao Sheng was utterly unconcerned.
He knew that Xu Yang had probably offended someone in Song Junchao's faction, which was why Song Junchao had singled him out.
But to him, Spirit Bone Prodigies who could be slain by Xu Yang were no different from trash. He did not care about them at all; instead, he remembered Xu Yang's name. Hearing his response, Song Junchao sheepishly fell silent.
He had some ties to the Pei Clan and had wanted to poison Gao