60: Chapter 60 The Most Outrageous Contestant

Eastern Wasteland, central region.

Above the sea of clouds, a massive city floated.

Palaces were cast from divine gold, and long streets were paved with white jade.

This place was Tianjiao City.

It was created for the "Heavenly Pride Battle" held once every ten thousand years in the Eastern Wasteland.

At this moment, the massive square at the entrance of Tianjiao City was already overcrowded, shimmering with divine light.

Figures descended from the sky one after another.

Some stepped on rainbows.

Some rode fierce ancient exotic beasts.

A youth with thunder wings on his back landed, carrying an air of arrogance.

Thunderous light flickered around his body, causing the Void Realm to tremble slightly.

He was a top Prodigy from Fenglei Pavilion.

A woman in palace attire, surrounded by Immortal Qi, followed by a Nine-Phoenix Simurgh, walked with light steps and a refined posture.

She was the current Saintess of the Yaochi Holy Land.

These outstanding members of the Eastern Wasteland's younger generation were all Dragons and Phoenixes among men.

Each of their pasts was extremely glorious.

Their expressions were haughty, and their Aura was imposing.

Every gesture revealed extraordinary Cultivation.

Looking around, even the weakest among them was a master at the Peak of the Cave-Heaven Realm.

Some had even stepped into the Array Formation Realm, qualified to establish a sect and become an Old Ancestor of a region.

Right within this group of dazzling Prodigies, at the end of the long registration queue, a strange pair appeared.

An old man.

Dressed in simple gray linen clothes, with a hunched figure, a face full of wrinkles, and an ordinary Aura, he looked just like a Mortal.

It looked like a gust of wind could blow him over.

In his arms, he was carefully holding a nursing baby.

The baby looked about three or four years old and was adorable.

Its big, dark, round eyes were full of curiosity, and it had a pacifier in its mouth.

A chubby finger pointed at a majestic griffin flying in the sky, while it made "ya ya" sounds.

It was none other than Li Xuan's eldest son, Li Changsheng.

Holding him was the Marquis Realm Puppet disguised as an old servant, Li Fu.

As soon as this pair appeared, the originally noisy square fell silent.

Immediately after, a burst of uncontrollable, mocking laughter erupted.

"Look over there, did that old man go to the wrong place? This is Tianjiao City, not a Mortal temple fair."

"What is he doing bringing a nursing baby? When did our Eastern Wasteland's "Heavenly Pride Battle" change its name to a nursery?"

A youth wearing luxurious brocade robes, riding on the back of a majestic Golden-haired Hou, sneered without reservation.

"Truly, moral standards are declining. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to come and join the fun, thinking this is the imperial examination of a Mortal Imperial Dynasty?"

The few followers beside him immediately burst into even more ostentatious laughter.

They did not hide the contempt in their eyes.

In the world of Cultivation, the Rank hierarchy is strict.

A Mortal-like old man and a nursing baby were simply not worthy of being in their company.

Appearing here now was a joke in itself.

The queue slowly moved forward.

Li Fu held Li Changsheng and finally reached the registration desk.

The registration desk was a long green jade table, with a middle-aged man sitting behind it.

The man wore the standard robes of Tianjiao City, his Aura steady; he was a powerhouse in the Array Formation Realm, serving as the deacon here.

The deacon raised his eyelids.

His gaze swept over Li Fu and Li Changsheng, and he frowned, very impatiently.

"Name, origin, bone age."

The deacon said coldly.

Li Fu bowed slightly, keeping a very humble posture.

"My little master's name is Li Changsheng, from the Great Xia, here specifically to register."

"Register?"

The deacon sneered, his eyes turning sharp.

"Old thing, is your hearing bad, or is your brain broken? This is the registration desk for the "Heavenly Pride Battle", not a charity hall for you to look for relatives. Get lost!"

After he finished speaking, the crowd behind them erupted in laughter again.

"Great Xia? What is that? Probably some small country I've never heard of?"

"Haha, this is hilarious! A nursing baby signing up for battle? Is he going to use crying as a weapon?"

Li Changsheng, held in his arms, seemed not to hear the mockery around him.

His big eyes curiously stared at the token at the deacon's waist, as if wondering if it could be used as a toy.

Li Fu's attitude remained humble, and he said calmly:

"My lord, my master is indeed here to register, so please be accommodating."

The deacon's face darkened.

"One last warning: disappear from my sight immediately! If you dare to disrupt order again, don't blame me for throwing you out of Tianjiao City!"

The pressure of an Array Formation Realm powerhouse pressed down on the two.

Everyone thought the old servant and the baby would be blasted away on the spot, falling to the ground in embarrassment.

However, Li Fu's hunched body didn't move an inch.

The pressure, enough to crush a small mountain, swept over his body but did not have any effect on him.

He still calmly held the child, his expression unchanged.

The deacon was a bit surprised.

This old servant was not simple.

But so what?

Just as he was about to use stronger force to clear the area, a majestic voice came from behind.

"Deacon Wang, according to the rules of the Elder Council, whoever comes to register must complete the process. The bone age test is the first hurdle. Do not break the rules."

Deacon Wang looked back and saw an inspecting Elder.

He had to suppress his anger, snorted coldly, and very reluctantly took out a palm-sized, ancient bronze mirror from his Magic Treasure.

"Fine! Then we will follow the rules! I want to see what kind of joke we can make today!"

This bronze mirror was a famous testing Magic Treasure in the Eastern Wasteland; below the Saint level, it could reveal one's true bone age.

Deacon Wang glanced at Li Changsheng with contempt.

"The first iron rule of the "Heavenly Pride Battle" is that bone age must not exceed thirty. I want to see if your nursing "little master" is three hundred or three thousand years old!"

He activated the Magic Treasure very perfunctorily.

A mysterious light shot out and covered Li Changsheng directly.

The Prodigies behind all stretched their necks, waiting to see the show.

They thought that next, the Magic Treasure would simply show a "three" or "four", and then this pair of master and servant would be kicked out amidst laughter.

The mysterious light fell on Li Changsheng, who treated it as an interesting beam of light and reached out his chubby little hand to grab it.

On the surface of the Magic Treasure, light flowed, and golden ancient seal characters began to condense.

Finally, three ancient seal characters were clearly branded on the mirror surface.

[Three and a half years old].

The surroundings instantly became so quiet that a needle could be heard dropping.

The sneer on Deacon Wang's face froze.

The laughter of the crowd behind also stopped.

The youth in brocade robes riding the Golden-haired Hou was full of disbelief.

Everyone, whether Prodigies or guards, stared fixedly at the bronze mirror.

Staring at those three characters.

They were all stunned.

Three and a half years old.

A three-and-a-half-year-old nursing baby coming to participate in the "Heavenly Pride Battle"?

This was not a joke.

This was not absurd.

This was a myth, a fact capable of overturning the common sense of Cultivation!

"Broken! The mirror must be broken!"

Deacon Wang exclaimed. He could not accept this reality. Looking at that priceless testing Magic Treasure, his eyes were like he was looking at a pile of scrap metal.

He snatched the Magic Treasure, frantically wiped it with his sleeve, and poured his power into it.

"Try again!"

With red eyes, he aimed the Magic Treasure at Li Changsheng again.

Light flickered, and the ancient seal characters condensed again.

On the mirror surface, it was still those three characters: [Three and a half years old].

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Deacon Wang lost control of his emotions.

He grabbed his hair, looked at the innocent-looking Li Changsheng, then looked at the Magic Treasure in his hand, feeling his thoughts in a mess.

He refused to believe it and tried a third time, a fourth time.

Every result caused him to lose all face.

The silent square was suddenly filled with discussion.

Bursts of exclamation and discussion erupted in the crowd.

"Heavens, heavens! I just tested it, this Magic Treasure is very accurate!"

"Three and a half years old... What kind of concept is this? Did he start Cultivation in his mother's womb? But that's impossible too!"

"What kind of Prodigy is this? Is he really of the Human Race?"

At this moment, the gazes looking at Li Changsheng had completely changed.

The previous contempt, mockery, and watching of a play had disappeared.

Replaced by shock, awe, and fear.

The previously mentioned inspecting Elder also walked forward slowly at this moment.

He took the Magic Treasure with a serious expression, inspected it himself, and shone it on himself to confirm the Magic Treasure was fine.

His gaze fixed tightly on Li Changsheng, and he announced word by word.

"The Magic Treasure is not damaged."

These four words dispelled everyone's last bit of luck.

Those top Prodigies who had been clamoring the loudest before all closed their mouths, their expressions grave.

Countless guesses flashed through their hearts.

"Three and a half years old... and a Marquis Realm servant... This, could this be some great power's Reincarnation, coming to exploit loopholes in the rules?"

"That old servant... his strength is unfathomable! Resisting Deacon Wang's pressure without moving an inch, he is definitely a guardian!"

"What kind of existence requires an unfathomable powerhouse to serve as a servant and guardian?"

"Great Xia... this name never heard of, could it be some ancient hidden supreme Dao lineage?"

"This child... is the biggest variable of this battle!"

Deacon Wang was already so scared that all the color had drained from his face.

Offending an ordinary contestant was nothing.

But offending a "monster" with a mysterious background was no different from seeking death.

His hands trembling, he respectfully activated his power, condensed a golden token symbolizing the qualification to participate, and presented it with both hands.

His voice was even trembling a little.

"Honored guest, your registration is complete."

Li Fu calmly took the token, nodded slightly, held Li Changsheng, turned and left, merging into the flow of people in Tianjiao City.

On the spot, only the crowd was left looking at each other, unable to speak.