There's Only One Qualified Freak.

People mostly like liveliness.

Even if you don't like it, you should still like to watch.

So around Li Yang's cave, many people gathered, even the little elders stood among them, craning their necks to look inside.

"Are you Li Yang?" A doubtful voice rang out.

Li Yang stood outside the cave, his heroic brows and eyes slightly raised, he didn't answer, just crossed his arms and retorted,

"Who are you?"

"Just a member of the Supreme Race, although I can't compare to you, a Great Emperor Seedling, you still have to call me senior brother."

The speaker was a Supreme Race member wearing a gold-trimmed black robe and dragon's horns.

Li Yang sneered disdainfully, "You think you deserve that?"

Her gaze looked inside, at the figure sitting in a chair in the middle of the fifteen people, who had been sitting there motionless since the beginning.

This figure had his head lowered so his face couldn't be seen, and no one knew who he was, they could only see his golden yellow robes.

The Supreme Race member spoke again, his words contained no anger, he was even-tempered.

"I may not deserve it, but there are people who do. Since the fifteen of us came here, we naturally want to make things clear to you."

"I'm more even-tempered, so I'll speak first, which can be considered courtesy before violence, let's see if you understand."

Li Yang still sneered disdainfully, completely ignoring him, "Then let someone qualified speak."

Her words were quite arrogant, not giving the Supreme Race member any face.

The surrounding observing disciples and little elders secretly clicked their tongues, they had already heard that this generation's Great Emperor Seedling Li Yang was very overbearing, but didn't expect her to be so overbearing to this extent.

"This is not something you can interfere with. If you want a share, we won't say much if you take a few dozen people away."

"But for you, a Great Emperor Seedling, to want to take this whole business for yourself, isn't that overestimating yourself a bit?"

The Supreme Race member spoke again, his tone still not impatient at all.

Just as he said, he was courtesy, not violence.

Li Yang clenched one hand, thumb up, pointing at the ground, and arrogantly looking up,

"This is the probationary disciple area, I'm the only Great Emperor Seedling here, so it should be mine."

The Supreme Race member shook his head, "The two Great Emperor Seedlings from the previous generation didn't act like you."

"That's because they weren't wild enough, or perhaps didn't have the qualifications, their talents were weaker than mine, who knows?"

Li Yang casually laughed as she arrogantly replied, completely disregarding the Supreme Race member's words.

The figure sitting in the chair in the middle moved a little, seeming to raise his head slightly.

The observing disciples were shocked by Li Yang's words, which was equivalent to saying the two Great Emperor Seedlings of the previous generation were inferior to her.

Generally, only two types of ferocious people would speak so arrogantly.

One had true abilities.

Two hadn't been beaten yet.

These two possibilities were relative, could change, and weren't absolute.

For example, Qiong Qi of the previous generation was even more arrogant than the current Li Yang, and everyone at the time thought Qiong Qi really had abilities and the arrogance was deserved.

Until Qiong Qi met Chen Xia.

Only then did he transition to the second possibility.

Did Li Yang have abilities or not, and how great were they?

The observing disciples didn't know for now, they were just here to watch the show, and it would be even better if a fight broke out.

The Supreme Race member's expression didn't fluctuate, he still spoke slowly,

"They were indeed not wild enough, and with their generation, they indeed didn't have the qualifications to be as arrogant as you."

"But actually you don't have the qualifications either. Among the Great Emperor Seedlings of these generations, only one had the qualifications."

The Supreme Race member didn't say which one, but the official disciples and little elders present understood, they just didn't speak of it.

Li Yang pressed her ten fingers together, stretched them out with a cracking sound of the joints, somewhat impatient now,

"I fought my way to Blue Sky Sword Sea, the Great Emperor Seedling title was also fought for, so I don't need your courtesy before violence anymore, just go straight to violence!"

As soon as she said this.

The figure sitting in the middle chair suddenly stood up, his golden yellow robes fluttering as he calmly walked out.

He first kept his head lowered, then after walking out he raised his head and asked in a plain tone,

"I'm inferior to you?"

The atmosphere instantly stilled, as if suddenly choked.

The little elders looked at this gold robed figure, voices trembling as they uttered a name,

"Emperor Capital!"

Li Yang's expression was unchanged, still slightly raising her head as she replied,

"There is this possibility."

"Then there's another possibility..." Emperor Capital spoke plainly, "You're the weakest Great Emperor Seedling of these generations."

Li Yang raised her brows, just about to retort.

Emperor Capital's figure shook, and he threw out a fist wrapped in divine light, tearing open the void.

Li Yang retreated three thousand meters, sliding out a long ravine, between her brows floated a golden round dot, like a great sun, now gritting her teeth as she looked at Emperor Capital.

"Thirty percent strength." Emperor Capital squinted, disdainfully speaking.

"With just thirty percent strength you're already struggling to withstand it, I really don't know how you dared say such words."

"If it wasn't for the sect's rules forbidding Great Emperor Seedlings from killing each other, you would already be lying on the ground unable to get up just now."

Li Yang gritted her teeth and swallowed back the mouthful of reverse blood in her throat, resentfully said,

"You've only cultivated a few hundred years more than me, when my realm catches up, how could you still be stronger than me?!"

Emperor Capital shook his head, the corners of his mouth curling in disdainful smile, "If you were of our generation, just saying that would make even you laugh."

Truly fierce people didn't need to consider realms much when fighting, and didn't care about length of cultivation.

Emperor Capital felt that using cultivation time to make a point demonstrated a lack of confidence in one's talents. This was common thinking among arrogant young geniuses who hadn't been beaten down yet.

Li Yang stood straight, exhaled turbid breath, with golden light flashing through her eyes as she shouted, "Again!"

And so another fist came crashing down, this time with fifty percent strength.

Li Yang directly smashed into the ground, creating a deep pit.

Emperor Capital's expression was indifferent, extremely disdainful, "Everyone's a Great Emperor Seedling, don't overestimate yourself to the point of losing proper judgement."

Among the crowd, Liu Qing in white dress hurriedly ran over to help pull Li Yang out of the deep pit.

Emperor Capital stood in the center, facing everyone as he said,

"Disciples who joined Li Yang's so-called alliance, come out now."

No one in the scene dared to step forward.

Emperor Capital rubbed his earlobe, smiling at the corners of his mouth, "Since it's like this, I'll consider none of you joined, so tomorrow I'll come collect spirit stones, you all should prepare."

The disciples didn't make a sound, all lowering their heads, not daring to look at Emperor Capital.

Not far away, a figure in blue shirt slowly swaggered over, like a gentleman taking a stroll in the park, wanting to come see the liveliness.

Li Yang staggered as she stood up, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth as she stared straight at Emperor Capital, but didn't speak.

"You're still far from having the qualifications to gobble up all the probationary disciples' spirit stones, let alone having the qualifications to be arrogant." Emperor Capital disdainfully laughed.

His expression was indifferent, appearing casual and relaxed from beginning to end, conveying only two words.

Powerful.

Emperor Capital turned, thinking the matter was settled and he could head home, when his gaze inadvertently glanced at a blue-shirted figure craning his neck.

His body instantly stiffened.

It's over.

Someone qualified to be arrogant has arrived.

"This is an inside job."

The ancient ghost politely introduced his wife.

Recommend Series

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

Oh No, I’ve Been Tricked by the Yandere Sisters of a Wealthy Family

Oh No, I’ve Been Tricked by the Yandere Sisters of a Wealthy Family

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

No Attacking? I Rely on Passive Skills to Slaughter All Races

No Attacking? I Rely on Passive Skills to Slaughter All Races

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!