"What?"
"Someone else has comprehended the seventh Glazed Stele?"
"Is it Li Jiancheng this time?"
"Tsk, tsk, it's actually not Li Jiancheng! Brother Peacock, congratulations again. Your Peacock Sacred Mountain lineage is really stealing all the thunder. The big dark horse this time is Dan King Zhen!"
"Unbelievable! Two consecutive geniuses comprehending the seventh Glazed Stele, and both of them are geniuses from the Peacock Sacred Mountain lineage—and dark horses at that. What do you even make of that?"
"Could it be that the geniuses on the Direct Line Young Lord Rankings are actually worse than the dark horses who fought their way up from the Genius Rankings? That's absurd!"
No matter how absurd it seemed, the facts were right in front of everyone.
It had started with Third Young Master Ji conquering the seventh Glazed Stele with an unbelievable momentum, becoming the first prodigy of this generation to complete it.
It was worth noting that even the Peacock Great Emperor himself had never fully conquered the seventh Glazed Stele back in the day. Although there had been certain extenuating circumstances at the time—otherwise, with the Peacock Great Emperor's talent, conquering the eighth Glazed Stele would have been entirely within reach, and some even claimed he had the strength to challenge the ninth.
But regardless of any extenuating circumstances, the Peacock Great Emperor had ultimately failed to conquer the seventh Glazed Stele!
And now, the student had surpassed the master. Third Young Master Ji—this fellow nobody had ever expected—had not only distinguished himself but had taken the absolute lead!
Taking the lead carried entirely different weight.
Being the first to conquer the seventh Glazed Stele—this single achievement alone was enough to be written into the annals of the Glazed King City.
No one in the past three to five thousand years had ever conquered the seventh Glazed Stele.
That included every Great Emperor-level powerhouse present.
Although conquering the seventh Glazed Stele didn't necessarily mean his future achievements would surpass those of these Great Emperors, it at least proved one thing: Third Young Master Ji's martial potential had been severely underestimated by everyone.
Not to mention that these Great Emperors had never paid much attention to a clan heir like Third Young Master Ji in the first place—being underestimated was almost inevitable.
Even the Panlong Clan Lord himself was somewhat dumbfounded after receiving the good news in rapid succession.
It wasn't as though he had never hoped for Third Young Master Ji to pull off some miracle—say, conquering the sixth Glazed Stele. In the Panlong Clan Lord's estimation, that was already the absolute limit of what Third Young Master Ji could possibly achieve.
In fact, according to the Panlong Clan Lord's own assessment, Third Young Master Ji could at most conquer the fifth Glazed Stele; anything beyond that would certainly be beyond him.
Who could have guessed that this Third Young Ji, who had grown up in the Panlong Great Clan all his life, would make such a stunning debut—with every intention of playing the dark horse to the very end—completely overturning everyone's perception of him?
Even the Panlong Clan Lord was thoroughly bewildered now. He felt his brain simply couldn't keep up. How had this Third Ji suddenly conquered the seventh Glazed Stele? And taken the lead, no less?
Were all the geniuses on the Young Lord Rankings dead or what? Li Jiancheng, Shui Rutian, Zhou Yan—had these people all fallen asleep?
How could such a prime opportunity as taking the lead first fall to that rascal Third Ji?
When someone accomplished something worthless, their family would be baffled.
But when Third Young Master Ji pulled off this earth-shattering, glory-bringing feat, his family was equally baffled.
Why? How was this possible?
The Panlong Clan Lord was itching with restless excitement. He even suspected whether the internal system of the Glazed King Pagoda had malfunctioned—mixing up the rankings?
Could it have mistaken entry number one for number twenty-one?
The Panlong Clan Lord simply could not calm himself down now. His own physical condition had shown signs of another hidden worry once more—he sensed that in the next year or two, he might once again face the prospect of his cultivation dissolving. Yet this time, the Panlong Clan Lord was far more composed than before.
For one, he believed his fate was not yet sealed. Dan King Zhen had agreed to provide him the Pine Crane Pill, and he felt certain this would come to pass.
For another, even without the Pine Crane Pill, the Panlong Clan Lord now felt that if he passed on, the Panlong Great Clan would still thrive. Because the potential that Third Young Master Ji had suddenly unleashed made him feel that even if his cultivation dissolved and he departed from this world, he would have no regrets.
Leaving the Panlong Great Clan in the hands of Third Ji like this—in a hundred years, it would surely advance to even greater glory. This was no empty fantasy.
After all, the seventh Glazed Stele was something even the Peacock Great Emperor had failed to conquer.
Though the content of the seventh Glazed Stele from those days was undoubtedly different from the seventh Glazed Stele of today. Yet though the content differed, the difficulty was roughly comparable.
And Third Ji, at least within the Glazed King Pagoda, had already surpassed the Peacock Great Emperor of old.
Outside the Glazed King Pagoda, the Seven Great Emperor-level powers and their direct-line subordinates were still immersed in the afterglow of Jiang Chen's conquest of the seventh Glazed Stele.
Suddenly, another cry of alarm rang out: "Look! A challenger has appeared in the area of the eighth Glazed Stele! Is someone planning to challenge the eighth Glazed Stele? Is it Young Lord Zhen? Or Third Ji?"
"Look carefully, look carefully."