502: Chapter 502 Divine Child and Divine Daughter

Although there are many prodigies in their East Courtyard this term, the other three courtyards are no pushovers either.

The West, North, and South Courtyards similarly possess stunning individuals.

With the competition for Saint and Saintess four years away, the outcome remains unpredictable.

"It would be wonderful if our East Courtyard could produce a Divine Son or Divine Daughter."

An Elder remarked with deep emotion.

Divine Sons and Divine Daughters are existences that surpass Saints and Saintesses; they are true prodigies with the hope of reaching the Peak of the Martial Dao.

They are also powerful candidates for the position of Sect Master!

However, the Taixuan Holy Land hasn't produced a Divine Son in many years.

"A Divine Son or Divine Daughter... that's just too difficult..."

...

Upon the Heavenly Ladder.

As the surging River of Blood churned, Qin Yan moved unimpeded past the 600th floor with light steps.

The River of Blood roared behind him, helping him shoulder most of the pressure and allowing him to advance with ease.

He soon reached the 700th floor.

As he expected, upon reaching the 700th floor, the pressure on his body suddenly spiked!

That pressure felt almost physical, surging from all directions to crush his Physical Body and suppress his will.

It was several times stronger than it had been at the 600th floor.

However, it hadn't yet reached the point where he couldn't endure it.

With the help of the River of Blood, he could still persevere.

It wasn't until he reached the 750th floor that Qin Yan felt he had once again hit his limit!

The pressure grew stronger, and the resistance from the River of Blood became increasingly strained.

His steps began to grow heavy, and his breathing became rapid.

"Nirvana Spear Intent, emerge!"

Qin Yan let out a low shout.

Streaks of Nirvana Spear Intent diffused from his body!

That was the Third-Grade Spear Intent he had just comprehended; a black aura surged from within him, forming an invisible barrier around his body.

The barrier radiated an aura of nirvana, isolating a portion of the pressure.

The pressure instantly lightened.

Qin Yan took a deep breath and continued upward.

But after only a few dozen floors, the pressure surged violently again!

The barrier of Nirvana Spear Intent also began to falter.

From Qin Yan's body, his Perfection-level Destructions End Spear Intent was unleashed!

A dark red light erupted instantly, intertwining with the black Nirvana Spear Intent.

The two Spear Intents, one red and one black, complemented each other to form an even stronger barrier.

That aura of destruction and endings caused the surrounding pressure to stagnate for a moment.

With the enhancement of his Perfection-level Destructions End Spear Intent, Qin Yan felt his entire being become much lighter.

He continued his journey, step by step, firmly ascending.

Not long after Qin Yan stepped onto the 800th floor,

A dazzling golden light erupted across the entire Heavenly Ladder!

The golden light was brilliant and eye-catching, spilling down from high above and dyeing the entire area gold.

Immediately after, a solemn and majestic voice resounded throughout the Heavenly Ladder.

"Special Grade Disciple—Lin Ruoxi has cleared the Heavenly Ladder!"

The voice echoed, lingering for a long time.

At this moment, on the lower sections of the ladder, every Prodigy couldn't help but raise their heads and look upward.

They saw Lin Ruoxi standing in mid-air at the very top of the Heavenly Ladder.

She wore a purple robe embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns, which shimmered brilliantly in the golden light.

With long hair draped over her shoulders and a noble countenance, her brow carried an innate air of arrogance.

Most striking of all were the full seven types of Sword Intent coiling around her!

Those seven Sword Intents varied in form and color.

Some were a brilliant gold, sharp and peerless;

Some were a nimble green, elegant and ethereal;

Some were a deep blue, as cold and profound as ice;

Some were a murky black, eerie and unpredictable.

...

Every single Sword Intent emitted a sense of smooth, effortless mastery!

That was the hallmark of Sword Intent Perfection!

The seven Perfection-level Sword Intents circled her like a group of loyal guards, making her look like a female empress of the Sword Dao!

The golden light enveloping her body brought this majesty to its absolute Peak.

"It's Lin Ruoxi! She cleared it!"

"As expected of the Princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, she is truly powerful!"

"That's not all; she is also the most gifted individual in the Great Xia Dynasty in a hundred years! It's said that when she was born, there was a phenomenon of ten thousand swords bowing in worship!"

"Seven Perfection-level Sword Intents! How old is she? This talent is too terrifying!"

"Compared to her, we are simply..."

The crowd below discussed fervently, their exclamations of wonder rising and falling.

Qin Yan looked up at that figure, his brow twitching slightly.

So she is Lin Ruoxi.

No wonder she is so powerful.

He recognized her; she was the woman from the pair he had encountered that night a while ago on the Heaven-grade Second Peak.

At that time, he had felt that her aura was unfathomable.

Looking at it now, it was indeed the case.

Seven Perfection-level Sword Intents—this kind of strength was top-tier even among Special Grade Disciples.

Just as Qin Yan finished his silent praise, another voice came from the Heavenly Ladder.

"Special Grade Disciple—Long Aotian has cleared the Heavenly Ladder!"

Another burst of dazzling golden light erupted.

Immediately following that, the sound of a heaven-shaking dragon roar rang out from the top of the ladder!

The dragon roar shook the heavens and earth, echoing through the clouds with a supreme majesty and dominance.

Above the Heavenly Ladder, the phantom of a golden three-clawed dragon appeared, circling in the air and emitting an overwhelming Dragon Might!

The golden dragon phantom was several dozen feet long, its scales clearly visible, its horns towering, and its whiskers fluttering.

Its three dragon claws were incredibly sharp, appearing as if they could tear through anything.

It circled there, its dragon eyes squinting as it looked down upon all the prodigies below.

Beneath the golden dragon phantom, a young figure stood with his hands behind his back.

He had a tall, straight build and a handsome face, and his entire body radiated a noble and domineering aura.

His long golden hair fluttered in the wind, reflecting the golden dragon phantom.

"It's Long Aotian from the Heavenly Dragon Realm; he really did pass the Heavenly Ladder too!"

"That's only natural. Long Aotian is the son of a Dragon Emperor and a Three-Clawed Golden Dragon; it would be strange if he didn't clear it!"

"A Dragon Emperor's Son! That's royalty among the True Dragon Bloodlines! A Three-Clawed Golden Dragon is a Genius even among the Dragon Clan!"

"With background, talent, and strength, this kind of person is simply a favored child of the heavens."

The discussions were filled with envy and awe.

Long Aotian glanced indifferently at the crowd below, then withdrew his gaze and stood side-by-side with Lin Ruoxi.

The two of them stood there like two deities looking down upon all living beings.

The golden light enveloped them for a moment before dissipating.

Their figures also vanished from everyone's sight.

The discussion continued for a while before dying down.

The group of prodigies continued their climb.

After all, every moment they spent at their current level was a test of their willpower.

The pressure was constant; every extra second spent there was an extra second of suffering.

Qin Yan also withdrew his gaze and continued upward.

By this time, he had already climbed to the 830th floor!

Standing on this floor, Qin Yan could clearly feel the immense pressure.

The roar of the River of Blood and the circulation of his Spear Intent were both struggling against this pressure.

He looked toward the top.

There were still over a hundred floors to go.

Normally, a hundred-odd floors would be a matter of a few breaths.

But here, every floor was a natural chasm, and every floor required immense effort.