Anyone Who Wants to Make the Young Genius Rankings Is a Fool for Life

"It was far more than just good!"

Luo Yuhang could not help shaking his head, his tone filled with undisguised admiration and amazement.

As the Third War God of the War God Temple and a Federation lieutenant general, he had spent most of his life dealing with armies, battlefields, and team coordination. He knew better than anyone just how valuable a large-scale healing skill was in actual combat.

On the battlefield, circumstances could change in an instant. A support Soul Master who could continuously restore health, remove control effects, and accelerate Soul Power recovery was practically the anchor of an entire team—the core everyone would be willing to risk their lives to protect.

It could be said that if Qi Ji were willing to join the military now, this one Soul Skill alone would let him start at the rank of Major. And even that was merely a conservative estimate—as his level increased, this skill's coverage and healing effects would only become more terrifying.

What was more, judging from Qi Ji's first Martial Soul, he was also an unbelievably powerful assault-type battle Soul Master.

He could wildly restore his teammates' health, remove their control effects, and accelerate their Soul Power recovery while charging into the enemy ranks with full-attribute boosts, landing blow after blow of solid punches.

It would have been one thing if he could heal a lot, but he also hit especially hard—wasn't this the legendary all-round warrior who could take hits, deal damage, and heal?

A role like this was a strategic-level asset in any team. Wasn't that terrifying enough?

"How should I put it... Today was just too shocking, so by now, I'm kind of numb to it all?"

Gu Chaosheng leaned against the desk with his arms folded, his voice carrying the exhausted resignation of someone who had been repeatedly battered by shock after shock.

The surprises he had received today exceeded all those from the past several decades combined.

Starting with the heavenly phenomenon when Qi Ji awakened, then Innate Full Soul Power, Twin Martial Souls, a Seven-Colored Dragon capable of suppressing the Golden Dragon, Innate Spirit Sea Realm Mental Power, Ultimate Fire, large-scale instant healing...

Any one of those things alone would have been enough to drive a faction mad. Yet all of them had appeared in a single six-year-old child.

"I don't think it's that amazing, though?"

Qi Ji gave an incredibly pretentious reply, his tone carrying a sincerity so genuine it left people speechless.

Not long ago, he had still been envious of Tang Wuling's two Soul Skills—one Golden Dragon Tyrant Body that granted control immunity and doubled her strength, and one teleportation skill that let her come and go freely, providing both offense and defense and allowing her to advance or retreat at will.

But comparing them now, his own two Soul Skills did not seem inferior to hers at all. In some respects, they were even more overpowered.

One boosted all attributes, while the other healed groups and removed control effects. The combined result of the two skills was practically one plus one greater than three.

Still, he habitually said something modest. After all, countless harsh lessons from society in his previous life had taught him one thing: do not show off too much. Showing off got people killed quickly.

"I reckon it won't be long before you make the Young Genius Rankings!"

Gu Chaosheng said it casually, as if he were merely commenting on the pleasant weather.

The Young Genius Rankings had originally been released by the Spirit Pagoda. As the master of the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda, he naturally had the authority to recommend someone.

With the talent Qi Ji had displayed so far, making the rankings was practically guaranteed. There was no suspense at all. He might even parachute straight into first place.

"No, no, no!"

Qi Ji practically shouted on reflex, raising both little hands and waving them frantically. The expression on his face made him look as though he had seen some terrifying beast.

He had no desire to join that useless garbage ranking!

Sure, he would become famous—but then what? What was the point?

Getting on that list came with no substantial official reward from the Spirit Pagoda. At most, it gave someone an empty reputation and a whole pile of trouble.

On the contrary, the tallest tree in the forest was the first to be toppled by the wind—getting on that list was no different from openly telling the Holy Spirit Cult and every hostile faction, "Look, this is our most talented genius! Hurry up and assassinate him!"

How was that any different from sticking his neck out for someone to chop off?

If it were the Continental Rankings of Eminence, where everyone on it was at least a Titled Douluo, that would have been fine.

After all, once someone reached the level of a Titled Douluo, assassinating them was not so easy. They could even enjoy the thrill of climbing the rankings and crushing those beneath them.

But the Young Genius Rankings... only a complete idiot would want to get on them.

Qi Ji calculated rapidly in his heart. Other than attracting trouble, getting on that thing had no practical benefits at all. Only a fool would go for it.

So, Qi Ji poured out all his concerns in a rapid stream, making his case with sound reasoning and clear logic.

After listening, Luo Yuhang smiled and shook his head. Only after Qi Ji quieted down did he slowly explain, "Qi Ji, I understand and can sympathize with your cautious mindset. However, you are now affiliated with the War God Temple, an official Federation organization. So, there is a high chance you will be promoted as a genius representative of the Federation—this is no longer a matter of whether you want to make that list. The Federation needs you to serve as its poster child."

"Ah... This."

Qi Ji froze, momentarily at a loss for words.

Right... he was half an official now.

If he had been a Shandong guy in his previous life, this would have meant fulfilling his lifelong dream—passing the civil service exam and landing a secure government job.

As a genius with an official identity and the future face of the War God Temple, all kinds of publicity campaigns around him would probably have to begin early. This was part of the Federation's overall strategic planning, not something he could avoid just because he wanted to hide.

After all, the number one person on the continent had always belonged to Shrek, and that inevitably made the Federation's upper ranks extremely displeased.

Although Chen Xinjie, the master of the War God Temple, might not necessarily be much weaker than Yun Ming if he truly showed his abilities, Chen Xinjie was ultimately a generation older than Yun Ming.

And Yun Ming was not only stronger, but younger—this "younger" was not like certain child gods shouting slogans about "surpassing Sen Zai, with youth forever on our side." Yun Ming was genuinely young.

When people of the same generation—such as Qiangu Dongfeng—had at most reached the cultivation of Demigods, Yun Ming had already become a Quasi-God decades ago, with one foot across the threshold of godhood.

The Federation needed a genius with enough weight and potential to hold up the next generation's public image, and Qi Ji's appearance was simply the most perfect answer heaven could have delivered.

"But don't worry," Luo Yuhang added steadily, seeing the concern Qi Ji could not hide from his face.

"The War God Temple is located in Mingdu, the Federation's capital. Its defenses are impregnable, with every kind of soul-guided defensive array operating day and night. Even Titled Douluo-level assassins would never be able to infiltrate it. Besides, no one would dare openly provoke the Federation's authority like that—if anyone dared lay a hand on you, the Federation would definitely make them pay a painful price."

Qi Ji silently grumbled to himself: the last place that claimed to be impregnable was the Soviet Union... And Mingdu had even been blown up by Huo Zhongxian in the story from ten thousand years ago.

Wouldn't it be a little too late to make them pay after I was already dead?

Still, although the Federation's central government ten thousand years later truly could not be compared to what it had been ten thousand years ago, and Mingdu did not seem to suffer any major terrorist attacks in the original story...

Hopefully, the Federation really could protect him properly.

In any case, Qi Ji had already made up his mind—after becoming famous, he would not take a single step outside Mingdu until he possessed the strength of a Titled Douluo. Lying low and developing quietly was the proper path.

Although obtaining his first Soul Spirit had taken a little longer than expected, now that things had come to this point, everything had been completed.

It was also time to part ways.