Gao Sheng raised a hand. "Stop. Didn't the earlier report say there were a hundred and seventy Spirit Bone Prodigies in total? Were three beaten to death during the selection?"
The Profound Sect was not indifferent to the deaths of three Spirit Bone Prodigies. It merely allowed these disciples to settle their grudges before Dragon Ascension for the sake of harmony within the sect.
"Elder, not three. Four died."
Luo Zeping cupped his hands. "However, a disciple named Xu Yang had previously been recorded as a genius with perfected comprehension. During the selection, he suddenly turned out to be a Spirit Bone Prodigy, so the total increased by one."
Gao Sheng froze. "What the hell is the sect's intelligence department doing? They couldn't even tell whether a disciple was a Spirit Bone Prodigy?"
"Elder, the sect's intelligence was not mistaken. Before setting out for Kyoto, he happened to consume centennial purple-patterned king ginseng and transformed into a Spirit Bone Prodigy," Liu Ze said, cupping his hands.
"Of the four Spirit Bone Prodigies who died, two were slain by him," another deacon, Song Junchao, added.
"Two Spirit Bone Prodigies were killed by someone who acquired his spirit bone through purple-patterned king ginseng? Good riddance to such trash. This boy has some ability. All right, continue," Gao Sheng said indifferently.
He knew that Xu Yang had probably offended someone in Song Junchao's faction, which was why Song Junchao had specifically brought it up.
But in his eyes, 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 this, Song Junchao sheepishly shut his mouth.
He had some ties to the Pei Family and had wanted to poison Gao Sheng's impression of Xu