Humans consume grains and cereals, and their bodies accumulate countless impurities.
Even for martial artists, having abundant true qi does not necessarily mean it is pure.
Pure true qi requires repeated tempering. To temper true qi to possess an attribute is something generally only attained by Heavenly Realm martial artists. Earth Realm cultivators rarely possess such exceptionally talented powerhouses.
And what did these tens of thousands of people witness?
They saw a Profound Realm martial artist possessing true qi with an attribute!
The first thought of everyone was disbelief.
But when Chen Jiuyang unleashed his Tide Gleam, erupting with a large amount of true qi, a faint glow with fire attribute true qi was visible, making it impossible not to believe!
If he had not perished midway, he would surely have reached the pinnacle in the future!
From ancient times to the present, there have been geniuses who tempered their true qi to possess attributes even in the Profound Realm. Almost every such genius eventually stood at the apex of martial arts, even ascending to higher realms!
The crowd erupted in a clamor!
Chen Jiuyang, who had defeated Chen Gaoming, remained calm. After the match, he returned to the waiting area, took a Pure Yang Qi Replenishing Pill, and quietly recovered his true qi.
Beside Qiu Yihan, the middle-aged maid's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "I didn't expect him to not only enter the Profound Realm at such a young age but also possess such talent. He was hiding his strength before, and we underestimated him."
"Talent, temperament, and methods! Even in the entire martial world, he is an outstanding choice!"
"Saintess, this kind of talent is worth our Holy Cult's investment."
"Granny Hui, officially report his identity to the Holy Cult and see what resources the Holy Cult will offer him for cultivation."
Qiu Yihan's beautiful eyes fell upon Chen Jiuyang, who was meditating. The playful smile on her lips grew more pronounced. It was a case of planting a willow unintentionally, and it bore fruit.
Initially, it was merely a pastime to relieve boredom before returning to the Holy Cult. Who knew that by casually making a move, she would actually discover a true gem.
It was like going out for a stroll and finding a hundred million yuan; the feeling was both joyful and complex, leaving one unsure how to handle it.
The four directions were astonished. They had initially thought Chen Jiuyang was merely a Profound Realm genius, but who knew he was a peerless genius who had refined his true qi to possess an attribute!
Some felt a desire to nurture talent, while others were completely consumed by killing intent!
The limping old man said, "Saintess, his trump cards are now exposed, and it will undoubtedly provoke genuine killing intent from others."
Previously, Qiu Yihan, to make the game more interesting, had deliberately spread the news that Chen Jiuyang was a candidate for her Dao companion, causing the martial sects and religious factions in Feng Province to deliberately target Chen Jiuyang. Moreover, Qiu Yihan had forced him to participate in the Martial Ranking.
But now that Chen Jiuyang had revealed his peerless genius potential, her mindset had shifted. She no longer saw Chen Jiuyang as a toy for entertainment but as a promising prospect to be cultivated.
Qiu Yihan had essentially shot herself in the foot. If Chen Jiuyang were killed in this Martial Ranking, she would suffer a great loss.
Qiu Yihan's beautiful eyes slightly furrowed. If Chen Jiuyang's talent had been revealed earlier, she wouldn't have made him participate in the Martial Ranking. Instead, she should have brought him back to the Holy Cult for proper cultivation, not releasing him until he reached the Heavenly Realm.
Qiu Yihan's beautiful eyes flickered, and her red lips parted slightly. "Notify those martial sects and religious factions to give Chen Jiuyang a way to live."
The middle-aged maid said in a deep voice, "Saintess, I fear it may be too late."
Inside the stadium, Chen Jiuyang stood up again. His second match had arrived.
His opponent was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe. He wore a smile, held a whisk, and drew a cross in the air. "Amitabha! Lotus Cult, Mi Hongfu!"
Chen Jiuyang frowned. What kind of old Taoist was this? Wearing a Taoist robe, chanting Amitabha, and making a Christian cross.
Chen Jiuyang cupped his fists. "Feng Hanhou, Chen Jiuyang!"
Mi Hongfu smiled, his voice chilling. "You bastard Chen, your talent is good, but it's a pity you shouldn't have exposed it today. I'm here to send you on your way."
As his voice fell, Mi Hongfu's true qi surged, clearly a Profound Realm master with twelve major acupoints at perfection. He held his whisk and, in the blink of an eye, rushed before Chen Jiuyang. The whisk concealed a deadly intent, and Chen Jiuyang's protective qi shield was cleaved open, emitting a sizzling corrosive sound.
Chen Jiuyang's expression turned grim. He retreated sharply. "Odorless potent poison!"
In the audience.
"The Black Hand of the Lotus Cult, Mi Hongfu!" The limping old man's expression changed slightly. "This is bad. The Lotus Cult has peculiar methods, specifically countering martial artists like Chen Jiuyang who possess extreme yang and hardness! Chen Jiuyang might not escape his poisonous clutches!"
Granny Hui: "I hope Chen Jiuyang is clever and doesn't confront this old poison head-on. It's not shameful to be unable to defeat this old poison; as long as he can save his life under his hands, it's enough."
The limping old man's expression was unsightly. "The Saintess gave an order earlier: if he couldn't win the Martial Ranking championship, she would kill him. How can you expect him to be clever?"
Qiu Yihan's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she gently raised a finger. Although she had no martial cultivation, she made the limping old man's face turn pale, and he abruptly knelt on the ground, his body convulsing. "Saintess, I know my mistake. I beg for your forgiveness!"
On the martial stage.
This time, it was Chen Jiuyang's turn to be at a disadvantage. He dared not let Mi Hongfu get close, as his Pure Yang Qi shield was corroded by the whisk. If he directly touched the whisk with his body, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Mi Hongfu: "Amitabha! Amitabha! Little bastard, don't struggle anymore. Rest in peace, and this old Taoist will ensure you die without pain."
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The silver needles Chen Jiuyang flicked out were easily blocked by Mi Hongfu. Moreover, the silver needles fell to the ground and immediately turned a dark purple, indicating how poisonous Mi Hongfu's whisk was.
If a person touched it, death was certain.
Chen Jiuyang's expression turned grim. It seemed Mi Hongfu truly intended to kill him. Since that was the case, he didn't need to show any mercy.
"It's not yet decided who sends whom to the underworld!"
Chen Jiuyang activated his true qi, and dozens of silver needles floated in the air. Veins bulged on Chen Jiuyang's forehead, and he let out a low roar: "Inch Gleam!"
"It's useless, it's useless." Mi Hongfu still wore a smile, holding his whisk and batting away the silver needles Chen Jiuyang flicked out one by one.
"Bang!"
A series of true qi explosions sounded. Suddenly, some powder scattered in front of Mi Hongfu. It seemed Chen Jiuyang had flicked out a pill, which he had shattered into powder.
As Chen Jiuyang channeled his true qi, Mi Hongfu inhaled some of the pill powder with his breath.
This time, it was Mi Hongfu's turn to change expression, and he exclaimed in shock, "Little bastard, you're using poison!"
Chen Jiuyang: "My main profession is medicine. It's normal for me to use poison."
Mi Hongfu's face immediately began to turn purple, causing blood to ooze from his lips. He could no longer maintain his smile. "Little bastard, what poison did you use? Give me the antidote. If you dare to kill me, the Lotus Cult behind me will never let you go."
Chen Jiuyang: "If I can't win this Martial Ranking championship, I'll die anyway. Since I'm going to die, I might as well choose to die a little later."
"Rest in peace."
As his voice fell, Chen Jiuyang took out another silver needle and shot it out, piercing Mi Hongfu's arm. He had been struck by Chen Jiuyang's specially made poison, which prevented even Earth Realm Grandmasters from circulating their true qi.
If Mi Hongfu hadn't been so arrogant, Chen Jiuyang wouldn't have had the chance to use this poison.