"Eight chimes mark a Supreme!"
"A Born Supreme has actually appeared in our Xuantian Holy Land!"
Outside the Xuantian Divine Tower, all Nine Peak Masters were stunned when they heard its eighth chime.
Even the Holy Lord trembled in shock.
"Holy shit, this guy... he's been hiding his cards far too well!"
In truth, what he had said to Qin Wuyou earlier had been half sincere and half bluff.
Although he was extremely close to Qin Wuyou's Thirteenth Uncle, he had no idea that Qin Wuyou was an Imperial Scion.
He had merely assumed that Qin Wuyou was an ordinary disciple of an Emperor Clan.
Even when he had urged Qin Wuyou to challenge the Xuantian Divine Tower's Ninth Floor earlier, he had only harbored a sliver of hope.
He had not dared dream that an ordinary disciple of an Emperor Clan could reach the Xuantian Divine Tower's Ninth Floor.
He had even thought that successfully reaching the Seventh Floor would be more than enough to delight him.
Yet events had unfolded far beyond his expectations.
When Qin Wuyou first made the Xuantian Divine Tower ring six times in succession, he had already been shocked.
Then came the seventh chime, and he had nearly leaped up in excitement.
Now that the eighth chime had sounded, the Holy Lord of the Xuantian Holy Land was utterly dumbstruck.
Dumbstruck with excitement!
"Holy shit, Thirteen, you fucking bastard! If you'd told me earlier that our nephew was a Born Supreme, would I have just stood by and watched him squander his years?"
At that moment, the Holy Lord of the Xuantian Holy Land wanted nothing more than to unleash a torrent of curses. Had he known that Qin Wuyou was a Born Supreme, he would have forced him to cultivate, even if he