Chapter 11: Showing Off One's Might Upon Returning to the Manor (1)

One star, two stars, three stars, four stars, five stars... nine stars!

Long Ying froze in sudden shock. In her memory of the test, she seemed to be a useless trash with not even a single star of talent. To suddenly become a top-tier nine-star talent now—wasn't this a bit too sudden?

Xuan Yuan Wudao’s eyes widened in horror.

A nine-star martial cultivation talent potential was absolutely unique in the Aotian Continent!

With nine-star talent, every single star corresponded to a martial cultivator's ceiling. From low to high, they were: Martial Warrior, Martial Master, Martial Ancestor, Martial King, Martial Venerable, Martial Emperor, Martial Sovereign, Martial Saint, and Martial God!

The martial cultivation potential of an average person was at most three stars, meaning that even if they practiced for a lifetime, they would only reach the level of Martial Ancestor. Those with excellent talent were four to six stars, capable of reaching the level of Martial Emperor. As for seven and eight stars, those were rare geniuses of the world. For someone like Long Ying to reach nine stars, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he simply wouldn't have believed she existed!

Because of this, one could only look forward even more: what star ratings would her subsequent potential as an Alchemist, Blacksmith, and Summoner be?

"Bang!"

Before the two could look at the star ratings of the other three potential tests, the Luo Huan Orb exploded violently.

"Long Ying!"

Xuan Yuan Wudao’s body shuddered in fright! While crying out in alarm, he had already rushed forward at top speed, pulling Long Ying into his arms.

All the fragments of the Luo Huan Orb struck Xuan Yuan Wudao's body. Fortunately, Xuan Yuan Wudao had a protective barrier; those splashing fragments couldn't even scratch a single hair on him.

"Long Ying, are you hurt?" Xuan Yuan Wudao asked urgently with concern.

As he spoke, his pair of deep, dark eyes carefully scanned Long Ying in his arms, terrified of missing even the slightest wound.

He was enveloped in Xuan Yuan Wudao's heavy musk scent, and his firm arms tightly wrapped around and encircled her shoulders. At such close proximity, one could almost count the eyelashes on the other's eyelids.

"Oh! The hero saves the beauty, the hero saves the beauty!" A-Li chased after them, frolicking at the feet of Long Ying and Xuan Yuan Wudao, shouting excitedly.

That single sentence instantly made Long Ying's cheeks flush crimson, and she pushed Xuan Yuan Wudao away.

"Isn't this supposed to be a supreme treasure? The quality is so poor, it exploded just from a touch..." Long Ying changed the subject, complaining slightly.

Hearing this, Xuan Yuan Wudao's brows furrowed. He stared intently at the fragments on the ground. A moment later, as if realizing something, his ink-black eyes brightened like gemstones.

"So that's how it is!"

Muttering to himself, Xuan Yuan Wudao seemed to be in a rush to do something. Without even a word of farewell, he suddenly spun around and vanished from the spot!

"Xuan Yuan Wudao, where are you going? Hey!" Long Ying roared.

But there was no longer any trace of Xuan Yuan Wudao in the air, only silence. All that remained were the fragments of the Luo Huan Orb scattered on the ground, shimmering translucently.

"Damn it! He eats my tofu and then runs away! Xuan Yuan Wudao, you just wait, I won't let you off!" As Long Ying spoke, she angrily drew the Nine-Section Qilin Whip from her waist and lashed it several times with a "pa-pa" sound. The nearby A-Li trembled in fear.

"Ma... Master... if you are truly angry, let's head back to the Long Manor to 'tidy up' the little sisters. Don't let this ruin your health..."

Hearing this, Long Ying's glamorous, starry eyes suddenly lit up, her face filled with a cold and bloodthirsty smile: "Yes, it is time to head back home! Hehe..."