Gathering of the Prodigies

Gu Changge's gaze swept across his disciples, and he said calmly, "The Dao lies within yourselves, cultivate well."

He paused and looked at Fatty Wang, "Fatty, in five days, enter the Heaven's Pride Tower to temper your combat power."

"Heaven's Pride Tower?"

Fatty Wang was taken aback. He subconsciously looked at the towering, ancient black tower not far away, and whispered to Xiao Ruobai beside him, "Big Brother, what is that tower for? It sounds quite majestic."

Xiao Ruobai grinned and patted his shoulder, "That's a great place. Inside are the projections of the strongest heaven's prides of the same realm from ancient times to the present. Fighting them is incredibly thrilling! You'll know once you go in, I guarantee it will be... well, unforgettable for the rest of your life."

He deliberately emphasized the words "unforgettable for the rest of your life."

Hearing Xiao Ruobai's words, Fatty Wang felt an itch in his heart. Seeing that Fang Hanyu and Ling Xi also wore expressions of "you'll understand when you get there," he was instantly filled with curiosity and anticipation for this Heaven's Pride Tower.

A place highly regarded by his eldest brother, second brother, and third sister must be an extraordinary trial ground. Having just reshaped his foundation, he was exactly looking for a place to test his skills!

Over the next five days, Fatty Wang worked hard to adapt to his surging strength and brand-new foundation while practicing the Grand Void Talisman Scripture taught by his master.

When the fifth day arrived, Fatty Wang was full of energy. He marched proudly and valiantly toward the Heaven's Pride Tower, even turning around to wave his chubby hand at Xiao Ruobai and the others, putting on a posture of "watch me return in triumph."

However, less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn after he stepped into the light curtain of the tower's entrance and his figure disappeared...

Bang!

A muffled thud rang out, accompanied by a shrill, off-key scream: "Aooo! My butt!"

The light curtain of the Heaven's Pride Tower rippled, and Fatty Wang was "spat" out in an extremely miserable posture. Like a violently kicked ball, he landed spreadeagled on the grass.

His face was bruised and swollen, and his brand-new disciple robe was torn with several slits, covered in dust and energy annihilation marks left by some virtual combat. He looked completely disheveled, his eyes vacant, as if he had not yet recovered from the massive blow.

He had just gone in and hadn't even had time to see his opponent clearly before his vision blurred. Then, he was instantly "one-shot" by a completely irresistible, immense force containing some kind of ultimate combat technique!

He didn't even understand how he had lost!

Just as he was dizzy from the fall and doubting his life, a gentle yet majestic power instantly enveloped him. Gu Changge had arrived nearby at some point and gently waved his sleeve.

Fatty Wang only felt a warmth spread through his body, and the pain vanished instantly. Those superficial wounds and his chaotic aura were restored in the blink of an eye, and even his torn robe was returned to its original state.

Before he had time to give thanks or even fully grasp the situation, he heard his master's flat, emotionless voice sound again: "Impetuous and restless, possessing empty strength without combat skills. Go in again."

Before his voice faded, Fatty Wang felt an irresistible, gentle force lift him up. The scenery before him rapidly retreated; with a casual wave of Gu Changge's hand, he was directly "thrown" back into the light curtain of the Heaven's Pride Tower!

"W-wait! Master, I'm not rea..."

Fatty Wang's exclamation was completely sealed within the tower.

"Ah! It hurts so much, could you be a little lighter..."

"Don't come over, I'm going to use talismans, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand it..."

Inside the Heaven's Pride Tower, Fatty Wang's exasperated yet helpless howls and even denser, muffled sounds of him getting beaten up soon rang out again...

The cycle had begun.

While Fatty Wang was at the Purple Bamboo Peak, undergoing Gu Changge's almost force-fed, day-after-day devilish training in the Heaven's Pride Tower—painfully yet happily consolidating his foundation and honing his combat skills—the Eastern Region was brewing a storm.

Since the annihilation of the Glazed Sacred Land, Little Black had declared that for those under a hundred years old, fights among peers would be a matter of life and death, with no rules applying. The three names—Battle Asura, Sword in White, and Cyan Rakshasa—were like three brilliantly rising comets, illuminating the entire younger generation of the Black Yellow Great World!

Countless ancient orthodoxies, immortal sacred lands, and descendants of hidden families, as well as arrogant rogue cultivator geniuses, were alarmed. They walked out from their secluded cultivation retreats, crossed endless mountains and rivers, and converged on the Eastern Region!

Their goal was simple and direct:

Challenge!

To have a hearty, peak showdown with these three out-of-nowhere, fiercely accomplished supreme peers!

Through this, they sought to verify their own Dao paths, hone their invincible hearts, and even step on their reputations to embark on their own paths of invincibility!

For a time, in the skies above the Eastern Region, one could frequently see divine rainbows piercing the sun, ancient beasts pulling chariots, and jade carriages soaring through the air!

There were Holy Sons bearing ancient battle physiques with lightning-like gazes and soaring battle intent; mysterious heirs from ancient desolate families with obscure auras that drew side-glances; and even descendants of demonic imperial bloodlines manifesting their true forms, crossing the void with pressure spanning ten thousand miles!

The entire Eastern Region seemed to have become a martial arts arena for young supreme beings, with surging storms and myriad phenomena!

However, when these proud heaven's prides eagerly rushed near Xuan Province, intending to issue nominal challenges, they were stunned to find that Battle Asura and the other two had vanished without a trace, as if they had evaporated from the world!

No matter how they investigated, and even when some heaven's prides with heaven-defying backgrounds used deduction secret arts, they couldn't sense a single trace of their auras!

This evasive stance initially left some heaven's prides disappointed and puzzled, even drawing some criticism and mockery.

"Hmph, what Battle Asura and Sword in White? They were just a flash in the pan. Now they're probably hiding, afraid to show their faces!"

"It seems they know they've made too many enemies and are afraid of being challenged by us, exposing their cowardice and ruining their reputations!"

"Just people fishing for unearned fame!"

But soon, this situation changed.

There were simply too many heaven's prides gathered here! Moreover, each one was proud, full of vitality, and there was already a competitive relationship between them.

Unable to find their main targets, their chests full of battle intent and energy had nowhere to vent. Coupled with the fight for certain newly emerged secret realm opportunities, or simply because of a verbal dispute or a wrong look...

Fierce conflicts inevitably erupted!

In a short time, the lands of the Eastern Region became a massive arena for these young supreme beings from various factions to crusade against each other and prove their strength!

A Holy Son of an ancient race and a Crown Prince of an empire fought over a ten-thousand-year sacred herb in the Meteorite Mountain Range, their divine abilities clashing, shattering mountains and severing rivers!

A demon race genius and a human race Dao body crossed paths on a narrow road, erupting into a shocking bloodbath due to ancient racial grudges; demonic qi soared to the heavens, Daoist magics boomed, and the battlefield affected a thousand miles!

There were even mysterious demonic path heirs secretly hunting down sacred land geniuses, triggering a chain of pursuits and stirring up boundless storms!

The entire Eastern Region fell into a bizarre state of coexisting revelry and chaos.

Most of the older generation experts chose to watch coldly from the sidelines, viewing this as an inevitable baptism for the younger generation before the opening of the golden great era.

The cultivation of the little fatty and the daily life at Purple Bamboo Peak have been written about enough; the following will cover some events happening in the outside world.