News of Chun Xiaobai's two consecutive victories over disciples on the Genius Ranking swiftly spread throughout the Outer Sect, carried by the furious disciples themselves.
The sect had hundreds of thousands of disciples, yet the Genius Ranking had only a hundred places. Every change in its standings drew immense attention.
Normally, watching these prodigies fight was an excellent learning opportunity in itself. Spectators could glimpse exquisite spellwork and sharp combat expertise, greatly benefiting their own cultivation.
Today, however, the disciples who rushed over upon hearing the news had not come to watch and learn.
They had all come to see how Chun Xiaobai would be beaten to death.
Soon, a man and a woman approached from the entrance of the Martial Arts Arena, walking slowly amid a crowd of disciples.
Both froze briefly at the sight of the dense throng beneath the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking's stone monument.
Such a spectacle was rare outside the days when the top ten faced challenges.
Their gazes soon settled on the fellow sitting cross-legged on a stone bench, happily rummaging through Storage Bags... Chun Xiaobai.
"I heard that fellow won by relying on talismans?"
The female disciple, Xu Wei, withdrew her gaze and immediately asked with a frown.
A disciple beside her answered through gritted teeth.
"Yes. That fellow didn't use a single move from start to finish. He just battered people with things from other people's Storage Bags. Utterly shameless."
"Senior Sister Xu, Senior Brother Han, you must teach him a proper lesson today!"
"What cultivation level is he?" Han Fei asked coldly.
A late-stage Qi Refining disciple standing beside him immediately bowed and replied.
"Senior Brother, I couldn't discern his cultivation clearly, but the fluctuations he released when he acted earlier reached no higher than the seventh layer of Qi Refining."
"Look!