There is only one saint in this life, Su Chen who is taking advantage of others

The Grand Elder of Saint Hall seemed to care a lot about his Disciple; he answered all his questions without reservation.

“Since the beginning of the world, a Saint has emerged in every Great Era, which was the original 'one Saint per era' rule.”

Feng Yuanqing grasped the key point. He said, “The original 'one Saint per era' rule. Could it be that the situation has changed now?”

The Grand Elder nodded and said, “It is still one Saint per era, but the situation is a bit more complex.”

With that, the Grand Elder waved his hand, and an illusion of an Immortal Mountain appeared before them.

This mountain floated aimlessly, drifting between heaven and earth, yet it stood majestically like a colossal pillar supporting the sky.

And at the peak of the mountain, there were forty-nine stone tablets, each bearing a golden name and an honored title.

It was Myriad Saints Immortal Mountain.

“Revered Master, what is this?” Feng Yuanqing asked, puzzled.

“Do you see it? All forty-nine tablets above are filled with names; there are no empty slots,” he said meaningfully.

Feng Yuanqing looked at the names and titles above, seeing his Revered Master and the Saints of Saint Hall, and vaguely thought of a possibility.

He said, “In this world, can only forty-nine Saints be accommodated?”

The Grand Elder smiled and said, “That's how it is. At least since I became a Saint, this has always been the rule.”

“However, I was lucky. At that time, there were still vacant Saintly Positions, so as long as one comprehended the Saintly Way and survived the Saint Realm Heavenly Tribulation, one could become a Saint.”

Feng Yuanqing asked, “Then what is the change you mentioned?”

“Now, to become a Saint, one must not only survive the Saint Realm Heavenly Tribulation but also slay a Saint.”

“To replace them!”

When Feng Yuanqing heard the words “to replace them,” his mind buzzed, and his entire body froze as if struck by lightning.

Slaying a Saint, replacing them…

Is this truly possible?

Feng Yuanqing was well aware of the gap between a Saint and a Primordial Great Luo. Even the youngest Saint could easily obliterate a Primordial existence.

Could this truly succeed?

Feng Yuanqing took a deep breath and asked, “Revered Master, has anyone ever succeeded?”

“Yes, there are no shortage of astonishingly talented people in the world,” the Grand Elder said with emotion.

“I forget which Great Era it was, but a young lad with the title of 'Eternal' severely wounded a Saint with his Primordial power, causing him to fall from his Realm, and then replaced him.”

Feng Yuanqing was secretly alarmed.

Before coming here, he had been smug about his Breakthrough, but he never expected that there were always people stronger and more capable.

His own strength was still far from enough!

Seeing Feng Yuanqing's silence, the Grand Elder thought he had scared him and comforted him, “Don't worry, our Saint Hall has profound foundations. As long as you can comprehend the Saintly Way, I am ten-tenths sure I can help you ascend to a Saintly Position.”

Hearing this, Feng Yuanqing felt a little relieved.

But he still had a hint of confusion.

He said, “Revered Master, what if no new person can become a Saint in a Great Era? What I mean is, what happens if someone who challenges a Saintly Position dies at the hands of a Saint?”

The Grand Elder smiled and said, “This is the core of 'one Saint per era'.”

“Newcomers either ascend or perish, there is no other possibility.”

“Furthermore, the Luck accumulated by the newcomer in this Great Era will be fully absorbed by the Saint who defeated him, and in the next Great Era, that Saint will become even stronger.”

“Stronger and stronger!”

Feng Yuanqing felt a bit desperate. Stronger and stronger, how could later Cultivators defeat them?

As if seeing through his thoughts, the Grand Elder smiled:

“The predecessors paved the path of cultivation, allowing you, the juniors, to follow a clear path and avoid detours.”

“At the same time, the predecessors also blocked the path. The Saintly Positions you juniors desire have already been occupied by the predecessors, and those Saints, including me, are standing in your way.”

Feng Yuanqing was greatly shocked, and his mindset towards Saints changed.

His reverence for Saints disappeared, replaced by a desire to challenge them.

“My opponents are not only from my generation, but also the Saints blocking my path,” he murmured, a realization dawning on him.

“Thank you, Revered Master, for your guidance.” Feng Yuanqing bowed in gratitude.

“It's good that you understand.”

“During this Saint Hall Training, Prodigies from the Three Thousand Immortal Realms will gather. You are a Prodigy of our Saint Hall, and you should meet them to understand the level of your competitors.”

“Your Disciple will respectfully follow Revered Master's teachings.”

“Go.”

The Grand Elder's consciousness dissipated bit by bit, transforming into a streak of light that rushed into the distance until it vanished.

Feng Yuanqing walked out of the main hall and headed towards the gathering place of the Prodigies from the Three Thousand Immortal Realms.

“Let me test the level of my opponents.”

...

...

“Is this Saint Hall? It looks so magnificent,” the girl said, marveling at everything before her.

“Senior Sister, if you like it here, I can make sure you stay,” a young man said with immense confidence.

This young man was Su Chen!

They had already entered Saint Hall, waiting for the start of the training assessment.

The Ancient God Sect had declined, so Su Chen's Senior Sister found everything here novel and couldn't help but praise it a few times.

However, soon, mocking voices emerged.

“How boastful, aren't they afraid of biting their tongues with such big talk?”

“I think they're fools. Where does a declining Ancient God Sect get the confidence to say such things?”

“If it weren't for the favor Saint Hall showed your Ancient God Sect in the past, you wouldn't even have the chance to come here, let alone participate in the training assessment.”

The ones mocking them were Disciples of the Underworld Dao Sect.

They seemed to have nothing to do but suppress the Ancient God Sect.

Upon hearing this, Su Chen said indifferently:

“Passing this pre-training assessment is easy for me, and even ranking among the top is a piece of cake.”

“A summer insect cannot discuss ice; it's normal that you don't understand.”

His words were shocking; Su Chen spoke with an air of complete certainty, his inexplicable confidence baffling everyone.

“Where does he get his confidence?”

“Could this be the fortune of fools?”

“Bah, this is called self-importance.”

Everyone understood now: this young man from the Ancient God Sect was indeed a bit off his rocker.

Even the Disciples of the Ancient God Sect subconsciously distanced themselves two steps from Su Chen; it was too embarrassing!

The Elder of the Ancient God Sect warned:

“Su Chen, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth. Even if you have strength, be a bit more low-key.”

“I know you held back during the sect's grand competition, and perhaps you have your hidden cards, but what I want to tell you is to learn humility.”

Su Chen looked at the Elder, shook his head, and said, “I don't like beating around the bush. I'm just stating objective facts.”

“You!”

The Elder of the Ancient God Sect was infuriated by him. Why couldn't this brat be more low-key?

Was he not conspicuous enough?!

“It seems, Elder, you don't have much confidence in me.”

“Then I can only show a small display to prove whether I'm lying or not.”

The Elder of the Ancient God Sect had a premonition that something bad was about to happen. He wanted to stop Su Chen, but he was still a step too late.

Su Chen walked towards the Underworld Dao Sect and said disdainfully, “I, Su Chen, challenge all your Disciples of the Underworld Dao Sect. Come at me, one by one, or all at once.”

“One-on-one or group fights are both fine.”

The people of the Ancient God Sect were stunned, completely unprepared for this move from Su Chen.

The people of the Underworld Dao Sect were also dumbfounded.

Although they had always suppressed the Ancient God Sect, it was limited to verbal mockery; they had never thought of resorting to violence.

After all, this was Saint Hall, and the Underworld Dao Sect knew its place; they wouldn't dare act wildly.

But now Su Chen was pushing his Luck; wasn't he just asking for a beating?

“Alright, you said it,” the people of the Underworld Dao Sect agreed.

The commotion here attracted countless gazes.

Especially when they heard someone was causing trouble and a fight was about to begin, some even started cheering directly.

“Fight, fight!”

“What's going on? Why aren't they fighting yet? Don't give me Face, hit hard!”

“I'm worried, worried they won't fight.”

“There are still more good people in the world.”

“…”

Immediately, the Elder of the Underworld Dao Sect drew a boundary, and with a flick of his hand, set up a stage and bound it so that the battle's aftershocks would not spread out.

Seeing that the stage was ready, Su Chen casually walked in and hooked his right index finger.

He said in a contemptuous tone, “I don't have time to play with you small fries. I'm in a hurry, so hurry up.”

“Come at me all at once.”

How could the Underworld Dao Sect tolerate such disrespect? Immediately, someone went up to confront him.

Su Chen was in the Early Stage of True Immortal, and the person from the Underworld Dao Sect who went to meet him was also in the True Immortal Realm, but in the Late Stage.

Given the obvious Realm disparity, no one favored Su Chen; everyone wanted to see him suffer, as he was truly too arrogant.

Unexpectedly, the Disciple of the Underworld Dao Sect was knocked down by a single blow from Su Chen, his Meridians severed, his bones crippled, but his life spared.

He said in an apologetic tone:

“Sorry, I didn't know you were so weak. Good thing I didn't kill you.”

“My bad, my bad.”

After speaking, he directly threw the person out and said lightly:

“Next.”

The entire place was silent, not a sound was heard.

The people of the Underworld Dao Sect looked at this scene, feeling only raging anger.

Damn it, he was treating them like monkeys.

One Disciple of the Underworld Dao Sect after another furiously charged forward, but without exception, one after another, they were defeated.

By the end, not a single Disciple of the Underworld Dao Sect was his match.

Everyone was dumbfounded, as if they were re-evaluating the Ancient God Sect. How could it have recruited such a Genius Disciple?

“What kind of trash are you? From now on, when people from your Underworld Dao Sect see me, you must make a detour, otherwise, I'll beat you every time I see you,” Su Chen sneered.

“You!” The Elder of the Underworld Dao Sect was so furious his lungs felt like exploding, yet he couldn't do anything about him.

After all, this was in broad daylight, an exchange between fellow Disciples, and they were simply inferior in skill.

Su Chen was about to leave when he was called out.

“Stop.”

Su Chen turned his head and saw a young man with an extraordinary temperament and handsome Face smiling at him.

“What can I do for you?” Su Chen shed the disdain from his Face, and seriousness gleamed in his eyes.

“You are very strong. Are you interested in sparring with me?” the young man said calmly.

Su Chen looked at him, shook his head, and said, “Your Realm is much higher than mine; I am not your opponent.”

“I won't use my Realm to suppress you, just a discussion of Dao. I can tell your attainment in Dao is very high,” the young man said with a smile.

Su Chen pondered for a moment, then finally nodded and said, “Then please give me your guidance.”

The two stood on opposite sides, their gazes fixed on each other.

Invisible fluctuations emanated from their bodies, and each entered a mysterious Realm.

Like a pebble falling into a lake, ripples spread out.

The two were the pebbles, and the fluctuations on their bodies were the layers of ripples. When they collided, they actually caused the Great Dao to rumble between heaven and earth.

The people present stared wide-eyed. Is this what contemporary Prodigies are like?

So terrifying!

Su Chen's Face was calm, and he chanted true words. The fluctuations of Dao from his body grew denser.

At first, they were just gently rippling waves.

Gradually, the waves surged and swelled, stirring up monstrous waves, becoming unstoppable.

The young man also displayed his extraordinary strength and astonishing attainment in Dao.

Like water meeting earth, the young man was like an unshakeable, majestic mountain. No matter how the monstrous waves crashed against the shore, he remained unmoving.

One attacked, one defended. The collision of their Dao caused heaven and earth to lose their color, and the sounds of the Great Dao circulated.

Some Cultivators with poorer natural talent were actually shaken unconscious by the fluctuations of the two people's fight.

This battle of Dao lasted for three days, and ultimately, Su Chen, exhausted, was defeated.

The young man smiled and said, “You are very strong. Your attainment in Dao is actually no less than mine. My Realm is too much higher than yours, so it's not a fair victory.”

Su Chen took a deep breath and said, “A loss is a loss.”

“However, I will win it back.”

The young man also didn't expect this guy to be such a tough nut. He said, “I've never lost in my life.”

With that, he turned and left.

A smile still lingered on his Face, as if he was very satisfied with this exchange.

Su Chen shouted, “What's your name? I can't possibly lose to an unknown person, can I?”

“Feng Yuanqing.”

With that, he took a step and vanished.

“Feng Yuanqing, such a familiar name.”

“Holy cow, isn't that Saint Hall's most outstanding Prodigy?”

“I know him, a Saint's Disciple, with unparalleled talent.”

“He's so polite, he even asks for others' opinions before fighting. Is this what a Disciple from a major power is like?”

“Low-key and unassuming, this person will surely achieve great things.”

“…”

Clearly, Feng Yuanqing's reputation was immense; everyone present knew him.

Su Chen turned and walked back, his body, which had been barely holding on, instantly went limp.

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his Face was incredibly pale.

“Junior Brother Su, are you alright?” The people from the Ancient God Sect immediately came to support him.

“I'm fine, I just need to rest a bit.”

Su Chen shed his usual carefree demeanor, his gaze fixed on the distance, looking in the direction Feng Yuanqing had left.

Feng Yuanqing, you will definitely be trampled under my feet!

Su Chen returned to his dwelling, sat in meditation, and recovered from the injuries sustained during the fight.

He looked within himself; a small, dark Xuanhuang Golden Heart was hidden within his heart, but this golden heart was now somewhat dim.

Some tiny cracks had even appeared on its surface.

Su Chen's Face was ashen.

“Damn it, I actually lost, and even my Invincible Dao Heart has cracks.

So what if he's a Saint's Disciple? I will definitely defeat you and use your blood to forge my Invincible Dao Heart.”

This was Su Chen's Dao.

He cultivated an Invincible Dao Heart, walking the path of being invincible among peers and killing enemies across Realms.

Su Chen believed that humility was equivalent to cowardice, and that it would shake his Invincible Dao Heart.

This was also why he always spoke with full confidence, leaving no room for retreat.

And because of his Invincible Dao Heart, when Feng Yuanqing challenged him, he could not back down.

If he had backed down, it wouldn't have just been a problem of a cracked Dao Heart.

Instead, his Dao Heart would have become incomplete, unable to reach Perfection.

Choosing the lesser of two evils, Su Chen could only grit his teeth and go for it.