The Sky Screen's Supreme Rewards! Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Sense Purified, the Golden Generation's Ultimate Martial Soul Awakening!

"This is only a hypothetical scenario! You can't condemn Tang San based on a hypothesis!"

Yu Xiaogang craned his neck, hoarse shouts scraping out of his throat as both arms clung to the railing.

Feng Xiaotian wiped the blood from his chin and swept him with an icy look.

"I won't accept losing because of immortal herbs." He slapped away the wind elements clinging to his body.

"Without those flowers and herbs, Tang San would be down here watching today, just like me."

Shui Bing'er did not spare Yu Xiaogang even a sidelong glance. She withdrew her ice-attribute soul power into her body.

"Only results matter in a competition," Shui Bing'er said evenly.

"But treating borrowed power as your own ability is utterly ridiculous."

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed crimson as he pointed at Feng Xiaotian.

"You're jealous! Luck is part of strength too!"

Flender grabbed Yu Xiaogang and dragged him behind him.

"Enough, Xiaogang. Stop talking." Flender lowered his voice. "Haven't we embarrassed ourselves enough?"

Yu Xiaogang was still struggling when a deep bell toll rang out from the Sky Screen.

The scene flipped, and golden light rearranged itself.

"Qian Renxue, young mistress of Spirit Hall, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Empire."

Within the image, Qian Renxue wore snow-white court robes as she handed a cup of warm tea to Xue Ye on his sickbed.

There was no Tang San using hidden weapons to purge the poison, no palace confrontation that tore away every pretense.

Xue Ye breathed his last, and his withered hand fell onto the bed.

Xue Qinghe straightened her robes and crown, pushed open the bedchamber doors, and received the kneeling homage of the assembled officials.

She ascended the throne and issued new policies.

Using years as its increments, the Sky Screen fast-forwarded through