"Gentle Wind Sword Art!"

A soft reprimand erupted from a young girl. Shortly after, she bent her delicate waist slightly, swinging her long sword, a ray of spiritual energy burst forth.

Boom!

The crescent-shaped spiritual energy collided with a dark stone pillar, causing a horrifying blast, after which, text appeared on the crystal plate of the stone pillar: Gentle Wind Sword Art, Grandmaster!

"Miss Miao Yu, with your talent, you will undoubtedly shine at the Qingyang Convention." The middle-aged man in charge of the test opened his mouth with a hint of reverence.

As soon as his words finished, numerous disciples drew a breath in surprise, their eyes filled with shock.

"This... she has actually reached the Grandmaster level. When did Miss Miao Yu become so gifted? I remember, it took two years for her just to get started. Only one year has passed, and she's reached Grandmaster level!"

"Why did it take me only half a year to get started, yet after more than two years, I haven't even reached the Early Achievement level?"

Finally, the young girl breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the test results. She didn't care about everyone's surprise, her gaze passed through the crowd, directly landing on the young man lying at the very back, a blade of green grass lodged in his mouth, leaning against an old tree, slightly snoozing.

Compared to everyone's shock, only she knew that her achievement was entirely due to him, this enigmatic boy. His occasional few tips had led to her startling progress in such a short time.

She thought about when she was studying Dan Solution a few days ago, his casual tips yielded her significant gains that it made this young man she saved two months ago even more hard to read. What kind of frightening talents did he possess?

However, recalling her rescuing him and finding his Dantian shattered, a hint of melancholy flickered in her heart. In this world where power was worshipped, without cultivation, one had nothing.

Seemingly sensing her gaze, the young man half-opened his drowsy eyes, looked at the test results, subtly cornered his lips upward, and gave her a thumbs up.

His name is Lin Yu. When he was resuscitated, he had forgotten everything. What's worse, it seemed like there was a great battle before he fell unconscious, his Dantian was destroyed, his body ravaged leaving him battered and bruised. According to the doctor, it's a miracle he is alive.

However, although he had lost his memory, he still has a remarkable talent. His knowledge of Dan Dao techniques was ingrained and thorough; various spiritual techniques, no needed to ponder, he could naturally understand their paths and grasp their essence...

Yet, with the destruction of his Dantian, no matter how talented one is, it would all be in vain.

Fortunately, as the saying goes, "Heaven never bars one's way". Despite his memory loss, he noted the presence of a mysterious object within his body that provided a glimmer of hope.

"After two months of accumulation, it should be enough tonight. Don't let me down," he understood that whether he would be a dragon or a worm would be determined tonight.

"Next, Lin Yu!" The middle-aged voice echoed again.

Upon hearing the name Lin Yu, the fiery gazes that were originally riveted on the stunningly beautiful Lin Miaoyu started to shift. All heads turned concurrently to look towards Lin Yu at the far end.

Following this, mocking laughter broke out all over the solemn testing ground.

"What a shameful fellow. After being rescued by our Lin family, he still dares to vie for our family's cultivation resources."

"This useless fool simply doesn't know his place. If he could cultivate, we might let it slide. But to think of cultivating without a Dantian?"

"......"

In the face of public scorn, Lin Yu understood that his unpopularity was not due to resource competition.

What truly stirred their jealousy was his close proximity to Lin Miaoyu, who, after all, possessed a heavenly beauty that lived in countless dreams. Even celebrated talents from famous sects have courted her only to be gently rejected.

As he saw Lin Miaoyu approaching him, Lin Yu couldn't help but feel somewhat dry-throated. Even though she was only fifteen, she was fully developed—plump where it counts, slim where it should be. Adding an ounce would be too greasy, and losing an ounce would be too lean. Her skin was like creamy jade, eyes sparkling with intelligence, and teeth gleaming white. She was indeed a feast for the eyes.

"Lin Yu, don't mind their words," fear flashed in her narrowly elongated eyes.

Lin Yu nodded, his gaze deepened, "In the world where strength is revered, what does my concern matter?"

"Don't lose hope, haven't you been persistent? I believe there will be a miracle." She said, not overly confident in her words.

Feeling her concern in her words, warmth rose in his heart. Only she would worry about him in such a way.

Meet with her slightly anxious eyes, Lin Yu smiled and nodded, the bit of displeasure brought by the ridicule was also blown away with the wind.

As the two people were talking, the test continued. It was a young man in white who was clearly in charge of the test. Knowing that Lin Yu's Dantian was ruined, he directly skipped over him after calling his name, signaling the next person to come up and be tested.

"Flaming Fist!"

With these three words shouted out, countless gazes suddenly converged and cast towards the young man in white standing in front of the dark pillar. Full of anticipation, he was Lin Yan, the Lin family's number one talent.

With a slight drop of his waist, his right fist clenched, a powerful spiritual burst out, wrapped around his fist with flames, then his elbow was pulled back to the limit, and he violently smashed the pillar.

Boom!

Hitting on the dark pillar, sparks flew everywhere, with such great force, even the pillar slightly trembled.

"Flaming Fist, Perfect!" The middle-aged man narrowed his pupils and read out the test results.

The next moment, the field was silent, and many people took a breath of cool air.

After the silence, someone immediately flattered and said, "As expected of the Lin family's first, Miss Miaoyu is already terrifying, but Young Master Yan is even stronger."

"I heard that Young Master Yan has always been interested in Miss Miaoyu, but the patriarch has always suppressed this matter. With this test result, even the patriarch can't ignore it."

Upon seeing this scene, Lin Miaoyu's delicate body trembled slightly and her palms clenched. She obviously didn't expect that even if she reached the level of greatness, she would still be overshadowed by Lin Yan. In this case, her father would find it difficult to reject his marriage proposal again.

"Don't worry." Lin Yu smiled slightly and gently covered her clenched fist with his palm.

Feeling the warmth of his palm, her pretty face flushed, her eyes flitting around anxiously, not knowing where to settle.

Lin Yu also realized the awkwardness and embarrassingly withdrew his hand.

Forced to rein in his mind, he knew he had been careless this time. He could have perfected her in these two months, but was afraid of seeming too stunning, and therefore, left out a bit, thinking that even if he couldn't suppress Lin Yan, a draw should have been enough.

Unexpectedly, this Lin Yan indeed had some talent.

"Waste, I warn you for the last time, roll out of the Lin family, or, at the family competition a month from now, I will make you regret being born." In front of everyone, Lin Yan spoke with unmatched arrogance, approaching Lin Yu.

Nobody found it inappropriate, they only sympathetically looked at Lin Yu, knowing that his good days were about to come to an end.

Lin Yu raised his head and, after seeing the jealousy in the red eyes of the former, he understood. His intimate interaction with Lin Miaoyu hadn't escaped the eyes of the other.

Looking at this, Lin Yan truly regarded Lin Miaoyu as his property.

Not to mention his chances with Lin Miaoyu, he could not tolerate simply out of the lifeline favor, like a beautiful flower blooming in the dung.

Seeing the slightly cold face of Lin Miaoyu wanting to step forward, Lin Yu gently pulled, blocking her behind himself. Then, raising his head, he slowly stated, "Then, let's fight a month from now."

His words made the crowd gape in astonishment, doubting whether they were hallucinating. No one could believe that Lin Yu dared to accept the challenge. The weakest was challenging the most talented?

Then, everyone started to mock Lin Yu's arrogance, their eyes full of pity. Given Lin Yan's character, they could foresee Lin Yu's future fate.

The most anxious at this moment was Lin Miaoyu. Even her chilly face seemed about to cry.

Lin Yu blinked, "Believe in me."

A simple gaze, a simple phrase made Lin Miaoyu's heart, on edge, suddenly drop. Thinking of Lin Yu's terrifying talent, for a moment, she truly believed.

And then, Lin Yu glanced at Lin Yan, slowly turned around and left leisurely.

Watching Lin Yan’s calm back, Lin Miaoyu cutely stomped her foot, amidst the envious gazes of everyone, catching up with Lin Yu and disappearing from everyone's sight.