Chapter 490. Super Genius? Just a Threshold for Me
“The Empire’s fifty-one major regions, each with at least five billion people. Because of this, over tens of thousands of years, there have been not millions, but at least one hundred thousand geniuses. These so-called geniuses are considered accomplished if they can learn an A-class Spirit Robe within a hundred years; fifty years is their absolute limit.”
“But super geniuses are different. These children of heaven, who have the potential to become gods in the future, only need 20 years to learn an A-class Spirit Robe. If they are faster, 10 years or even 5 years is not impossible. Theoretically, the absolute limit for a super genius to learn is two years; they can directly master an A-class Spirit Robe in two years. Of course, one A-class Spirit Robe in two years is something that even super geniuses rarely achieve.”
After hearing Yuji Pao’s words, Xia Feng finally understood. The standard for defining a super genius was roughly: learning an A-class Spirit Robe within 20 years. Is this the super genius that major powers cherish so much? Xia Feng did not expect that the definition of a super genius would be measured in ‘years,’ not even ‘days.’ Xia Feng couldn’t help but recall when Miss Mu, no, when he, Xia Feng, learned his first A-class Spirit Robe, it only took him 18 minutes. Learning the second A-class Spirit Robe, the God King Statue, took 15 minutes, and the third, the most difficult set-type A-class Spirit Robe, took only 9 minutes. Visibly, Miss Mu’s, no, Xia Feng’s learning speed was rapidly improving. He wondered what his ultimate learning speed for A-class Spirit Robes would be. However, no matter what, Xia Feng now understood one principle: Super geniuses? They are merely a threshold for me!
As he contemplated, Xia Feng’s gaze swept past Ye Li Kong and Justice Holy Son Gavin, then towards the distant sky. Besides the Ye Li Clan, the seven great power factions, known as the Seven Great Noble Families of the Empire, had also sent geniuses from their clans, but most were only at the True Martial Second Realm. Major legions also sent representatives, some of whom were at the Venerable First Realm. The Element Holy See sent a nun at the True Martial Second Realm, not Mushroom, which disappointed Xia Feng and also made him curious. Justice and Black Moon both had young geniuses who had already reached the Venerable Realm; did Element have none?
Shaking his head, Xia Feng scanned the surroundings again, trying to see if Miss Mu had disguised herself among these people. Currently, there was no new synchronizing information about the Calamity Demon Heart, which likely meant Miss Mu had not improved her strength but was hidden somewhere. The most probable scenario was that she had disguised herself as a member of one of these factions and infiltrated them to enter the Bei Qiu Abyss together. Unfortunately, Xia Feng found no clues.
“Sizzle—”
Just as Xia Feng was wondering, accompanied by powerful footsteps and a piercing screech of metal clashing, everyone looked towards the source of the sound. A woman nearly two meters tall appeared under the rising sun in the east. She was fully clad in ferocious and rugged blood-red heavy armor. Beneath her fluttering blood-red long hair, her left cheek was covered by a cold, pitch-black Abyss mask, while her exposed right cheek had pale red skin. Her narrow eyes reflected the Black Moon. She held a three-meter giant saber, its continuously bleeding, eerie blade dragging on the ground. As she walked towards them, the giant saber carved a deep, straight沟壑 on the ground, illustrating its terrifying weight. On the back of the saber, a line of soaring characters shined with blood-red light: [Blood Hell]. A half-step behind her was a man with equally red skin and blood-red long hair, wearing reflective square glasses and a delicate face.
“These two are Olivia and her dual cultivation partner, Rosso,” Yuji Pao continued to explain to Xia Feng. “See that great saber dragging on the ground? The souls that died under that saber number at least one hundred thousand.” “It can be said that anyone who provokes this madwoman, or has any grievance with her, however small, will be used to sacrifice her blade.”
Xia Feng raised an eyebrow upon hearing this introduction. “Is it really that outrageous? It seems none of the four Saintesses of the Black Moon Holy See are normal people, right?” However, one point worth noting was that both Olivia and Rosso were of the red-skinned race. The Human Race had seven or eight different-skinned ethnic groups many years ago, but later many skin colors disappeared, leaving only three: yellow, white, and red. Yellow-skinned people accounted for nearly 70% of the population and were the main ethnic group. In the Seven Great Noble Families and major legions, yellow-skinned people were also dominant. White-skinned people made up about 28%, and the remaining 2% were the rare red-skinned race. The characteristics of this race were pale or even deep red skin, pointed ears like elves, and a propensity for producing beautiful people. The upper nobility of the Empire particularly favored people with this skin color, both men and women. Of course, Xia Feng did not agree; red skin was not within his aesthetic range.
“So, what does your Black Moon Holy See mean?” Ye Li Kong, clad in golden armor, stood on a layer of pale gold clouds, looking down indifferently. “Let me remind you, the Black Moon Holy See only has one important person’s spot to enter the Bei Qiu Abyss; do not cross the line.”
“Thump thump!”
The Black Moon scepter struck the ground. Standing in front of the space gate were two old men in deep red priestly robes. One of them had a Black Moon imprinted on his forehead; he was Cardinal Oberon. He raised his aged eyes and scanned the three Saintesses: “Three excellencies, is anyone voluntarily withdrawing?”
“!” Jiang Qiue’s expression was calm, and Olivia’s was indifferent. Only Cha Nai Xue smiled lightly and said, “I withdraw.” She had grudges with both Jiang Qiue and Olivia. If she didn’t withdraw, she would only be severely beaten. Therefore, even though there were things she wanted within the Bei Qiu Abyss, after careful consideration, she decided to give up the competition, saving her trump cards from being exposed prematurely.
Oberon waited for two more seconds, then nodded. He directly tossed a golden bead into the air. “Whoever snatches this bead wins and obtains the spot to enter the Bei Qiu Abyss.” With that, the bead shot up thousands of meters into the sky, disappearing into the clouds. After a swish, it was gone without a trace, only causing ripples of thunder in the clouds and illuminating the sky with golden rays. Olivia and Jiang Qiue exchanged a glance; their calm gazes met, suggesting a past enmity between them. Olivia’s gaze shifted towards Xia Feng beside her and she said indifferently, “Is that your artificial life?” Jiang Qiue’s ethereal beautiful eyes narrowed. At the same time, Xia Feng felt a bone-chilling coldness. The ferocious armor of the two-meter-tall woman in the distance seemed to exude an icy, ancient aura, incredibly chilling. Especially the woman’s indifferent gaze, as if she were looking at a dead blade of grass.
“Swoosh—” The giant saber the woman used to carve a trench in the ground suddenly vanished and reappeared directly above Xia Feng’s head, striking down at his skull! Xia Feng was split in two by the saber.
