Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Nie Qinglan, the Mountain Masters of the Four Mountains, several Stewards, and the students of the Inner Courtyard quickly looked away.

Nie Qinglan’s gaze swept over the new students. Many of them wore pensive expressions, their brows tightly furrowed.

Lil Ya watched Wen Qingye, a frown creasing his brow. ’What in the world is Wen Qingye doing?’ he thought. ’Why isn’t he taking this prime opportunity to study the Profound Light Mirror? With his talent, he could probably comprehend a Sixth-Grade, or even a Seventh-Grade Martial Art.’

When Zhangg Tai saw a sharp glint in the eyes of West Mountain’s Luo Tang, he was secretly delighted. ’Has Luo Tang comprehended some kind of Magic Technique?’

”Quick, look! What’s Xia Moyu doing?”

”He seems to be drawing his sword—look how fast his strikes are!”

”That’s incredible! Did he learn that from the Profound Light Mirror?”

”No, those are just the Sword Techniques. Xia Moyu hasn’t grasped their true essence yet.”

”Is this what a genius is like? His comprehension is astounding! Why don’t I feel anything when I look at the Profound Light Mirror?”

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Seeing Xia Moyu dance with the sword in his hand, South Mountain’s Mountain Master, Hu Yucui, was overjoyed. ”It seems Xia Moyu really hasn’t disappointed me,” she exclaimed.

Many of the senior students present had seen the Profound Light Mirror the previous year. Those with astonishing aptitude had already comprehended a number of Martial Arts from it.

”What’s Wen Qingye doing? I heard he’s exceptionally talented, so why is he just standing there, motionless?”

”If you ask me, he probably can’t make sense of the Profound Light Mirror and hasn’t comprehended a single thing.”

”What a waste. You only get to see the Profound Light Mirror once a year, and Wen Qingye didn’t comprehend anything. Look at Xia Moyu—it’s like he’s comprehended some incredible Cultivation Technique.”

Many people began to sigh regretfully for Wen Qingye.

However, Wen Qingye had seen through the Profound Light Mirror’s secrets at a single glance. He knew what this so-called Profound Light Mirror truly was. It was nothing more than an ordinary Memory Mirror. Years ago, some master had practiced his Martial Arts facing this wall, and the Memory Mirror had happened to capture all the afterimages of his movements.

When people observed the Memory Mirror, it was as if they could see the afterimages of the Martial Arts left behind by that person all those years ago. Someone with astonishing comprehension might see them, memorize them instantly, or even grasp an entire Martial Art from just a few of the residual images.

Wen Qingye disdained even the most powerful Martial Art within the Memory Mirror. Of course, this didn’t mean he was watching carelessly. In fact, he had already memorized the most powerful Swordsmanship within it after a single glance.

At that moment, Yann Xiangyang’s forehead was beaded with sweat, and a hint of exhaustion showed on her face. The image of a figure replayed endlessly in her mind. It felt as if she had memorized something, only to forget it a moment later.

BANG!

The Profound Light Mirror suddenly flashed with a rosy glow. As if guided by the light, Yann Xiangyang’s eyes vaguely perceived a sliver of brilliant radiance.

”A Seventh-Grade Martial Art! That’s a Seventh-Grade Martial Art!”

”Heavens! Sister Xiangyang just had an epiphany and comprehended a Seventh-Grade Martial Art!”

”I wonder what kind of Martial Art it is. With a Seventh-Grade Martial Art, Sister Xiangyang is sure to be a showstopper at the Four Mountains Martial Arts Gathering.”

Many people witnessed the moment of Yann Xiangyang’s epiphany. Seeing her fingers tremble, they knew that another Seventh-Grade Martial Art had just been born.

Yann Xiangyang was ecstatic. Last year, she had eagerly hoped to comprehend a Top-Grade Martial Art but had failed completely. This year, she had actually comprehended a Seventh-Grade one! A Seventh-Grade Martial Art was an exceptionally precious thing.

The people of South Mountain were beside themselves with joy, especially Hu Yucui, who was grinning from ear to ear.

”Hahaha! Xia Moyu’s talent is the real deal. I didn’t expect that girl Xiangyang to have such a breakthrough this year, either!”

Gong Tianshun laughed, then looked at Lil Ya with mock sympathy. ”It seems Wen Qingye didn’t comprehend any Martial Arts, did he? It’s alright. Maybe he’ll be like young Xiangyang and manage to learn something next year.”

Although Lil Ya was displeased, he retorted defiantly, ”Of course he will. Besides, it’s not like my North Mountain is lacking in Martial Arts. We have plenty of Sixth-Grade ones.”

Seeing Lil Ya’s expression, Gong Tianshun couldn’t help but laugh. ”Hahaha! Still so stubborn. Let’s see what you have to say when Wen Qingye faces a senior from one of the other Three Mountains in the first round and gets defeated in a single blow.”

By this time, most people had snapped out of their trances. The Profound Light Mirror, as if having expended all its energy, now looked like a plain, unremarkable mirror.

A smile tugged at the corner of Xia Moyu’s lips. He walked over to Gao Yuerou and said with a grin, ”Yuerou, you’ll never guess. I think I just comprehended a Seventh-Grade Martial Art.”

GASPS!

Xia Moyu’s words sent shockwaves through the crowd. Everyone stared at him in utter disbelief.

”Xia Moyu just comprehended a Seventh-Grade Martial Art?”

”Is that for real? A Seventh-Grade Martial Art!”

”With that kind of comprehension, Xia Moyu is truly the undisputed number one among this year’s new students.”

The murmurs from the surrounding crowd made Xia Moyu’s expression even more smug.

Gao Yuerou nodded, her tone rather flat. ”Congratulations.”

Xia Moyu’s voice was full of excitement. ”Yuerou, just you watch! I’m going to be a sensation at the Four Mountains Martial Arts Gathering this time. I’ll definitely make it into the top ten!”

At this, many senior students glanced over at Xia Moyu, their expressions unchanging. Even they had heard the name Xia Moyu many times.

But they scoffed at his words. ’The top ten?’

Gao Yuerou replied, still nonchalant, ”Mm, I wish you success.”

Seeing her like this, Xia Moyu frowned. He was about to say something, but he saw that Gao Yuerou had already stood up and was walking away—straight toward the North Mountain’s designated area.

A cold glint flashed in Xia Moyu’s eyes. ’Wen Qingye, I will defeat you. I’ll make you understand the gap between us. And Gao Yuerou... she is mine.’

Gao Yuerou walked to Wen Qingye’s side and said comfortingly, ”It’s okay. Even if you couldn’t comprehend anything this time, there’s still next year.”

”Right, right,” Xiaxia added, nodding quickly.

Little Yunshan blinked her big eyes and looked at Wen Qingye. ”I don’t believe Brother Qingye didn’t comprehend anything. Tell me I’m right, Brother Qingye.”

Wen Qingye patted Little Yunshan’s head. ”That’s right. Little Yunshan is absolutely correct.”

Seeing that Wen Qingye didn’t seem to care, Gao Yuerou breathed a sigh of relief. She had been afraid he would take it too hard and develop a mental block over it. But seeing him now, she felt relieved.

Wen Qingye gave Gao Yuerou a faint smile but didn’t bother to explain.