The perfect world in the eyes of double pupils

"No wonder the two of them just clashed over energy, wary of each other, and didn't actually fight."

"It seems that they had some kind of premonition, knowing that the other's path was extraordinary." The geniuses from other realms suddenly realized.

Even the elderly people sitting cross-legged around the ancient tea tree nodded slightly, finding the explanation quite reasonable.

The young members of the imperial clan appeared calm, but their hearts were far from at peace. Their "path" seemed so distant to these imperial prodigies.

Indeed, any young member of the imperial clan could easily sweep across the world and look down on the so-called Ten Heavenly Kings of their generation. However, in essence, they rely on the imperial blood within them and the legacy of their ancient ancestors, not on their own path.

Generally speaking, their strongest method is to summon the phantom of an ancient ancestor.

This is evident from this point.

"Their own path"—how unfamiliar it was, yet they understood how difficult it was to forge their own path. Once successful, the future achievements would be unimaginable.

Unfortunately, the imperial clan's prodigies rely excessively on their bloodline power from a young age. They are like the chosen ones of heaven, able to become stronger without doing anything.

Some people with exceptionally strong bloodlines can reach the point of near-immortality even without cultivation.

In this situation, who would choose to abandon existing powerful methods and embark on another path full of thorns and unknowns?

Pu Hong sighed softly. He saw a quality in Pu Yu that the imperial clan's prodigies did not possess. This quality was not very obvious before reaching the Supreme level, but it would become a watershed moment after reaching the Supreme level.

For a prodigy from an imperial clan like him, the highest achievement he can attain in the future is a quasi-immortal king, which is already locked in. Moreover, it is highly unlikely that he will reach that level, because only a minority of imperial clans can cultivate to become quasi-immortal kings or even immortals. The vast majority will be stuck in the realm of humanity and will hardly make any progress.

Pu Yu is different. Judging from the current situation, it is a certainty that he will become immortal, and the probability of him becoming a near-immortal king is extremely high. There is even a certain possibility that he will become an immortal king.

No wonder the higher-ups of the Pumo clan sent him down the mountain and invited Pu Yu to return and acknowledge his ancestors.

If Pu Yu were to truly become an immortal king, he could fill the void of the Pu Mo clan lacking an immortal king and uphold the name of the imperial clan.

"Brother Pu, it seems your Pumo clan is destined for great prosperity in the future," a prodigy from an imperial clan said to Pu Hong.

"Haha, it's too early to talk about that," Pu Hong shook his head.

Soon, Shi Yi awoke from his enlightenment, and the snow-white feather robe around him disappeared, returning him to normal.

One tea leaf for enlightenment is still too little; it cannot sustain a long period of enlightenment.

Not far away, Shi Hao did the same. He opened his eyes and looked at Shi Yi. Their eyes met, like needles clashing against wheat awns, and a fierce wind arose in the void.

The royal cultivator sitting cross-legged between the two felt a chill run down his spine and his whole body felt cold.

Fortunately, the two did not actually clash. They looked away and their gazes returned to the ancient tea tree of enlightenment.

"Alas, it's a pity that the Wudao Ancient Tea Tree is no longer at its peak. Otherwise, it wouldn't be our turn to come here to drink tea."

"Oh? Is that so?" The young creatures, lacking experience, were quite surprised to hear this, as if the ancient tea tree had suffered some serious injury.

"Back then, the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree was an unparalleled spiritual root that could rank among the top three in all the heavens. The tea leaves it produced and the tea brewed from them could even enlighten the Immortal King. How heaven-defying was that?"

In the past, the main characters of the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Gathering were the ancient ancestors, but now, the main characters have become the young generation of prodigies.

"It's all because the main root of the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree was split in two and planted in two different worlds, which greatly reduced its medicinal effects. It offers no benefit to the Immortal King or even the Immortals. Therefore, now only human beings can participate," an old man explained.

"So that's how it is. It's hard to imagine what a magnificent sight it must have been if all the immortal kings from different regions had gathered here back then," someone sighed.

"What a pity. Such a miraculous medicine has been divided in two." The young man from the imperial clan shook his head, feeling quite emotional.

"Hehe, let alone the Enlightened Ancient Tea Tree, even the Second Spiritual Root of the Heavens has been divided into six parts, which is even more bizarre and regrettable."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Legend has it that the immortal kings of our realm are all wary of those six ancestral roots, within which lie the six parts of a being, which will one day be reunited."

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped. How terrifying must a being be that even an immortal king feared?
"Alright, now it's up to your luck. Whoever has the stronger methods will gain more," an old man said, ending the idle chatter.

On the ancestral altar where he sat cross-legged, there were more than two thousand jade jars, all of which contained rare Enlightenment Tea. If you were strong enough, you could take away a hundred jars.

The exotic talents became excited. Their chance had come. One person might not be able to open that light barrier, but a group of people could. They could join forces to compete for the tea leaves.

In an instant, the mountaintop was filled with murderous intent, and tensions rose.

"Buzz!"

A soft humming sound emanated from the entire summit of Wudao Mountain, and lines lit up like molten iron flowing through ravines. This was the revival of the mountain's grand formation, which could consolidate the area and prevent it from being destroyed in the great battle.

Once the grand formation had fully recovered, the old man, who was sitting cross-legged around the ancient tea tree of enlightenment, glanced around and then said, "Let's begin."

As soon as the words were spoken, a royal prodigy rushed up and blasted towards the altar, where a protective light barrier appeared. To grab the tea leaves, one would have to tear a hole in the protective light barrier.

In that instant, dozens of attacks rained down, striking the light barrier.

Surprisingly, the light curtain remained completely still, showing no sign of cracking.

Even someone as strong as Shi Hao failed with his first attack, and instead, his arm went numb from the shock.

"So sturdy?"

Shi Hao was surprised. He knew that he would have to resort to some real means.

Those royal prodigies bombarded one spot more than a dozen times, but couldn't even see a crack.

Without further hesitation, he stretched out his palm, where lightning danced, transforming into a vast ocean of thunder—a condensed version of the Thunder Emperor's Treasure Technique, terrifying beyond measure.

"Crack!"

This attack was terrifying; it tore a hole in the seemingly indestructible protective light barrier, and Shi Hao immediately produced a can of tea leaves.

Just then, five forces inexplicably arrived, interfering with him and attempting to abduct him halfway.

Shi Hao's hair flew wildly as he forcefully blasted away the forces, grabbing the jade jar in his hand. His eyes were cold, his gaze sharp as lightning, fixed on several spots where they were the ones who had just made the move.

He ignored it and continued to use the Thunder Emperor Method to extract tea leaves.

After taking five jars, Shi Hao discovered that the cracks he had created were getting smaller and smaller. The power of the same method would gradually weaken until it could not be broken open at all. At this point, he had to change to a different method.

Someone has already done it.

Shi Yi appeared quite calm, unlike the intense atmosphere elsewhere.

His palm was warm and smooth like jade, without any blazing divine light or overwhelming aura. It looked very ordinary. He slapped the protective light barrier across the void, and along the way, endless feathers of light fell, as if someone was ascending to heaven.

"Stab!"

The protective light barrier cracked open, and Shi Yi obtained a can of tea.

"So easy?" Many people were watching Shi Yi's performance and were surprised to see how easily he managed to grab a can of tea.

In comparison, the young members of the imperial family seemed to be putting in more effort.

Pu Hong of the Pumo Imperial Clan raised an eyebrow slightly. Judging from Shi Yi's move just now, even the Imperial Clan seemed a bit conservative.

"It seems that his enlightenment efforts at various opportune moments these past few days have not been in vain. That enlightenment tea leaf just now has allowed him to advance even further. Perhaps even we imperial clans are no match for him," he thought to himself.

Ignoring the open and covert struggles on the field, Shi Yi made another move, taking the Enlightenment Tea for himself.

His methods remained unchanged, still his own—ascension. One by one, sacred feathers fell from his palms, carrying fragments of time, destiny, cause and effect, space, etc., peeling away the "past" and stepping into the "future," achieving the ultimate sublimation.

"Stab!"

The light screen was easily torn open again, and Shi Yi, expressionless, captured a can of tea leaves.

This time, things weren't as calm as they were with the first can; a creature actually made a move, striking towards his palm.

The royal prodigies naturally dared not attack him, for they could neither defeat him nor offend him.

The person who made the move was from the Imperial Clan, a young man from the clan. His purpose in doing so was naturally to test just how far Shi Yi had come.

Shi Yi's expression remained unchanged. He flipped his hand and grabbed the jade jar in his palm. With the same level of power, he used the back of his hand to meet the enemy. Time flew by, and the power of the back of his hand increased with each transformation and sublimation, reaching a terrifying level.

"boom!"

After a deafening roar, Shi Yi calmly withdrew his hand, and the imperial clan member who had attacked also withdrew his large hand.

No one knows what the outcome will be, but the fact that Shi Yi made no attempt to conceal the back of his hand, while the imperial clan prodigy hid his hand in the chaos, speaks volumes.

"So strong?"

The other imperial clan prodigies were astonished. Not long ago, this Pu Yu was still a step behind the imperial clans, but in such a short time, he has become comparable to them.

"Yu Yu, is your hand alright?"

"A prodigy from an imperial clan joked."

"Very good."

Yu Yu said this.

"Could he have already been injured by Pu Yu? If he is injured, there's no need for him to endure it."

"Heh, you're overthinking it," Yu Yu replied coldly.

In fact, he was indeed injured; his hand was trembling slightly, and blood was dripping down.

Yu Yu appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil. He was a prodigy of the imperial clan, yet he was injured by a being with half-imperial blood. This was unbelievable. It could only be said that the other party's method was too heaven-defying.

Of course, he was a proud man and would never reveal the fact that his hand was injured in public.

"Could this Pu Yu become the second Peerless Ancient Ancestor?" Yu Yu wondered.

During the Immortal Ancient Era, He Wushuang, despite not being from the Imperial Clan, overpowered all the geniuses of his generation, standing high above and looking down upon all living beings. After an era of accumulation, He Wushuang is about to advance to the Immortal King realm. In Yu Yu's opinion, Pu Yu might have that potential.

Shi Yi put the tea leaves away and glanced at Yu Yu discreetly. Although Yu Yu was only testing him and had no intention of snatching the tea leaves, he wouldn't pretend nothing had happened.

It is only polite to reciprocate. As Yu Yu reached out and grabbed a can of tea, Shi Yi immediately made his move, extending his palm towards the other side. This time, he also suppressed his power to the level of the Self-Slaying Realm. If he had gone all out, Yu Yu would have been nothing to him.

The fact that Shi Yi was fighting someone of the same realm shows that he had absolute confidence in suppressing the imperial clan.

Seeing the sky filled with feathers, Yu Yu was furious. As a member of the imperial family, this was the first time someone had provoked him like this, even though he had been the one testing the waters first.

"You really think you can suppress the Imperial Clan?"

Yu Yu let out a soft shout, and his palm shone with boundless light, various Great Dao rules were wrapped around it, and the bloodline of the imperial clan was surging. He was going all out with this attack, wanting to give Shi Yi a taste of his power.

"boom!"

The sky collapsed and the earth split open. The two palms collided violently, tearing apart the void. The scene was terrifying.

"Tick!"

Blood dripped from Yu Yu's palm, accompanied by waves of excruciating pain. He was truly no match for Shi Yi's Ascension Technique, even using his strongest methods was ineffective.

"laugh!"

A can of tea was taken away and ended up in Shi Yi's hand.

"you……"

Yu Yu was furious. The other party had actually snatched his Enlightenment Tea in front of everyone, showing no respect for the imperial family.

"Brother Yu Yu, thank you very much," Shi Yi said calmly.

This scene shocked everyone present. Had Pu Yu reached such a level? In that last attack, the two were fighting at the same level. Under such circumstances, Yu Yu suffered a great loss and was no match for him, which was enough to show Shi Yi's strength.

“It’s against the will of heaven!”

Silver Wheel and Crimson Nether were dumbfounded. Shi Yi had grown to a level they could only look up to, and he had suppressed the Imperial Clan with ease.

This time, those imperial prodigies unusually refrained from teasing Yu Yu; they were all shocked by Shi Yi's strength.

Being on par with the imperial clan and suppressing the imperial clan are two completely different concepts; they are not on the same level.

"It seems the Pumo clan is about to rise to power," someone sighed.

"We haven't reached the Supreme level yet, so it doesn't mean anything. It's not too late to say these things after Pu Yu has attained the Supreme level and achieved immortality."

"This performance is even better than that of the peerless ancient ancestor back then."

"You can't say that. Back then, the peerless ancient ancestor single-handedly slaughtered the younger generation of the Primordial Ancient Realm and killed countless princes and their offspring. He was an existence that could be compared to the geniuses of the imperial clan."

The elders sitting around the ancient tea tree of enlightenment were shocked, amazed by Shi Yi's performance.

“Pu Yu is definitely a potential Immortal King. However, the Pu Mo clan is probably not able to accommodate him now. If today’s events were to spread, an Immortal King would emerge from seclusion within half a month and come knocking on our door to take Pu Yu as his disciple.”

"A family with two Immortal Kings is quite a temptation for the Immortal Kings."

As they were talking, an even fiercer battle broke out on the other side.

Shi Hao and Chi Menghong clashed, no longer holding back, and began to fight fiercely, each determined to kill the other. (End of Chapter)