Yuantian Pidao

Chapter 394 Born with a Strange Soul
On Yanfa Island, a deep bell rang out, echoing above the clouds, announcing the end of a magical duel.

"The victor in this contest is Jiang Chen."

Standing in mid-air, with his gaze fixed on Jiang Chen, Master Nianhe announced the results.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen showed neither sorrow nor joy, and bowed respectfully to Master Nianhe.

After doing all this, Jiang Chen glanced at Wu Jun'an, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and then drifted away.

A contest of magic is not a contest for the Dao. It is impossible for him to kill Wu Jun'an directly under the supervision of the Purple Mansion True Man. Moreover, after the exchange, he became more and more interested in Wu Jun'an.

"The younger generation is truly formidable. Is our Wuchang Sect about to produce a true Daoist prodigy? Perhaps we can get closer to him in the future."

Watching Jiang Chen's departing figure, Master Nianhe had some thoughts in his mind, but he quickly suppressed them.

"You're just unlucky."

Turning his gaze away from Wu Jun'an, Master Nianhe shook his head.

The exchange between Wu Jun'an and Jiang Chen was too brief, with the outcome decided in a single glance. Coupled with the interference of illusions, probably few of the people present could see the mystery clearly, and only he could see it most clearly.

"The damage to the soul is quite troublesome; we'll need to ask someone for help."

With a single thought, Master Nianhe quickly led Wu Jun'an away.

After Jiang Chen, Nianhe Zhenren, and Wu Jun'an left one after another, the once quiet Yanfa Island suddenly became lively. It has to be said that this battle was truly beyond everyone's expectations.

"Did you all figure out how Junior Brother Jiang Chen defeated Wu Jun'an?"

With a solemn expression, an inner disciple in the clouds couldn't help but speak up. He really hadn't seen clearly. In a different place, if he were to face Wu Jun'an, he might be able to win, but it would definitely be a tough battle. To think he could kill him instantly was just wishful thinking.

In other words, if Jiang Chen can crush Wu Jun'an, he can most likely crush him as well.

Upon hearing this, Ge Ziling and the others fell into deep thought.

Although they valued Jiang Chen, they generally regarded him as a potential competitor. However, judging from the methods Jiang Chen has demonstrated, he may no longer be a potential competitor, but rather an insurmountable mountain on their path to becoming a true disciple.

"The position of true disciple is too difficult to obtain. There are only two positions in total. I used to have some wishful thinking about it, but now that I have met Junior Brother Jiang Chen, I know that I should give up."

With a soft sigh, a middle-aged man with a mature face, who looked to be in his thirties, spoke.

Hearing this, everyone felt a pang of sorrow.

"Senior Brother Fang Ping, you..."

Someone tried to offer some advice, but didn't know what to say.

"Haha, you don't need to be like this. I've just thought it through. The twelve true disciples of the Impermanence Sect are a rare breed, and each one is a prodigy. I was already far from that level. I just thought that the sect was lacking in new blood, so I wanted to take a gamble. But the truth is that the world is never short of true geniuses."

After leaving a message, Fang Ping turned and left.

Watching Fang Ping leave, everyone felt a complex mix of emotions.

Disheartened, the inner disciples dispersed after Fang Ping left. Today, Jiang Chen had defeated not only Wu Jun'an, but also them. Through this battle between Jiang Chen and Wu Jun'an, they saw the gap between themselves and true geniuses.

They had initially thought they were very close to becoming true disciples, but today they realized how far they were from achieving that position. As the spectators dispersed, news of Jiang Chen's instant defeat of Wu Jun'an spread throughout the Wuchang Sect. Some were amazed, others incredulous, but regardless, from that day forward, Jiang Chen's prestige within the Wuchang Sect had significantly increased.

Now that things have come to this point, no one doubts that Jiang Chen will be able to become a true disciple in the future. In the eyes of many, Jiang Chen is only a little bit of accumulation away from becoming a true disciple.

Floating Island, a place of countless illusions, where reality and illusion are ever-changing.

"Senior Brother Yuan Gang has truly brought back a fine disciple. He is born with an extraordinary soul, comparable to the Purple Mansion, which is truly rare."

"As for Wu Jun'an, his Bewitching Body and those spiritual eyes are indeed remarkable, but it's a pity he encountered Jiang Chen."

The precious mirror hung high, reflecting the scene of Jiang Chen and Wu Jun'an fighting. The sect leader Yun Wuyai stroked his beard, his face full of smiles. He could see very clearly that the reason why Wu Jun'an was defeated so decisively was entirely because he was too clever for his own good and ran into a brick wall.

"This child is born with a powerful soul, even more outstanding than Wu Jun'an's Bewitching Body. If he cultivates the True Scripture of the Great Void and Formless Reversal, he should achieve great success."

"However, it's not too bad now. The essence of the Primordial Chaos True Scripture is extraordinary. It's not a bad thing for him to study it. If he can't make any progress in the future, he can switch to cultivating the Voidless True Scripture."

"Although this will waste some time and resources, it's not a big deal, and we can also do some preparation beforehand."

With an idea in mind, Yun Wuyai sketched it out casually and sent out a message.

With the end of World War I, some rejoiced while others grieved.

Inside the Blackwater Pool, after receiving news that Wu Jun'an had been instantly defeated by Jiang Chen, Xuan Jiaozi suddenly crushed the wine cup in his hand.

He had considered the possibility that Wu Jun'an would lose, but he never expected that Wu Jun'an would lose so thoroughly, without even causing Jiang Chen any injury.

"Things are getting complicated. If Jiang Chen really has the strength to crush Wu Jun'an, then even I probably don't have much of a chance of winning."

Thinking of Jiang Chen's strength, Xuan Jiaozi frowned even more deeply.

He had a fortuitous encounter and had condensed a high-grade Dao Foundation. Although he appeared to be in the mid-stage of the Dao Foundation, he was actually in the late stage of the Dao Foundation. His combat power was undeniably formidable, but even so, he could not defeat Wu Jun'an instantly.

"We must find out exactly how Jiang Chen defeated Wu Jun'an."

With a single thought, he merged with the black water, and Xuan Jiaozi's figure vanished.

When he reappeared, he was already outside Wu Jun'an's cave. After being treated by the Purple Mansion cultivators, Wu Jun'an had woken up. Although he had lost a soul seed and suffered a severe backlash, he had ultimately survived.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Xuan Jiaozi."

With his face deathly pale, Wu Jun'an bowed to Xuan Jiaozi.

Xuan Jiaozi ignored this and sat down in the main seat. One failure had greatly diminished Wu Jun'an's value in his eyes. He had paid a considerable price to help Wu Jun'an cultivate.

"How exactly did Jiang Chen defeat you?"

Without any preamble or attempt to appease him, Xuan Jiaozi cut straight to the point and asked the question that concerned him most.

"He must have been born with a unique soul, possessing a powerful spirit, and he must have cultivated some kind of method to temper his mind..."

His words were filled with anger and resentment as Wu Jun'an recounted his ordeal.

(End of this chapter)