Chapter 50: Nothing But Trash

Hmm?

Everyone was bewildered.

Nangong Tianxuan had been beaten into a pig’s head by him.

Zhao Qiming had been struck until he knelt.

Even Xu Wuya had suffered severe injuries from Mo Xingyun because of him.

What else did he have to do?

At the back of the crowd, Ji Qingchen’s delicate figure trembled. Today’s Jun Wushuang was far too domineering, too forceful. She had no desire to go up and be humiliated. Without hesitation, Ji Qingchen turned around and fled into the Imperial Martial Academy.

“Ji Qingchen, you may escape for now, but you cannot hide forever. Since I have come, I will surely kill you!” Jun Wushuang coldly watched Ji Qingchen’s fleeing silhouette. The hatred ran deep as a sea of blood—vengeance could not be ignored. But today, it was clear there would be no opportunity. Moreover, what Jun Wushuang spoke of was not concerning Ji Qingchen.

His gaze shifted, landing on Lin Mengyao.

“Mengyao, go test your talent. Let these trash at the Imperial Martial Academy witness what a true genius is!” Jun Wushuang spoke with a smile, while Lin Mengyao looked utterly bewildered.

Test her talent?

She was only the young master’s maid—what talent could she possibly possess?

Yet she had always obeyed the young master’s commands without question. Though puzzled, she followed his instructions.

“What did he say? He wants his little maid to test her talent? Isn’t that just asking for humiliation?”

“Yes, and he dares insult the tutors, calling them trash, boasting about true geniuses. Wait till the results come out—he’s sure to be slapped in the face.”

“With maids like hers, my household has no fewer than eighty or a hundred! If she’s a genius, then I’m a fool!”

Seeing Lin Mengyao, everyone was dumbfounded.

They instantly recognized her as merely Jun Wushuang’s maid.

Moreover, Lin Mengyao’s strength was weak; she was only at the seventh layer of the Body Forging Realm.

Without reaching the Myriad Phenomena Realm, she didn’t even qualify to participate in the admissions assessment.

Seventh layer of Body Forging? Wasn’t this a joke?

Jun Wushuang was overbearing, but merely borrowing the authority of the Prince of Southern Suppression.

As for his own abilities, he was likely a useless fool.

And his maid was even more pitiful.

For a moment, everyone waited mockingly, eager to see Lin Mengyao fail and Jun Wushuang humiliated.

“A country bumpkin will always be a country bumpkin, arrogant and self-important. My Imperial Martial Academy lacks everything but geniuses. For you to claim to have a true genius is laughable.”

Nangong Tianxuan covered his bruised cheek, glaring poisonously at Jun Wushuang.

“A clown, trying to stir the crowd—let’s see how you’re slapped in the face soon enough!”

Supported by Mentor Yun, Zhao Qiming barely stood, yet the shame would never be erased.

“A mere maid—ridiculous!” Xu Wuya sneered, equally convinced Jun Wushuang was about to disgrace himself.

With his strength, Xu Wuya could easily see through Lin Mengyao: seventh layer of Body Forging, ordinary bloodline, ordinary constitution.

How could someone like her have any talent?

Mo Xingyun’s brows furrowed slightly.

He knew Jun Wushuang was not a man who acted without reason. But as he looked at Lin Mengyao, he too saw nothing exceptional.

Could this really be a moment of self-humiliation?

Jun Wushuang smiled, casting Lin Mengyao an encouraging look.

Lin Mengyao’s heart settled instantly.

She did not know why the young master wanted her to test her talent, but she trusted that he would not be mistaken.

Thinking this, Lin Mengyao took a deep breath, raised her slender hand, and placed it on the Talent Stone.

The Talent Stone stood as tall as a person, bearing nine stars. Lighting three meant passing the test.

She closed her eyes and activated the “Azure Lotus Sword Song.”

Everyone watched the Talent Stone without blinking.

One star!

Two stars!

Three stars!

Four stars!

Five stars!

Six stars!

Seven stars!

Eight stars!

Nine stars!

All nine stars lit up, stunning the entire crowd!

Since the founding of the Imperial Martial Academy, no one had ever shown nine-star talent.

Even the Crown Prince, hailed as a prodigy unseen in a thousand years, possessed only eight-star talent.

Lin Mengyao!

A lowly maid.

Possessed nine-star talent.

This… this was simply unimaginable!

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!” Nangong Tianxuan shook his head repeatedly, unable to accept the result.

He, the heir of the Nangong family, possessed only six-star talent.

Yet Jun Wushuang’s maid surpassed not only him, but even the Crown Prince?

It was sheer fantasy!

Not only Nangong Tianxuan, but Zhao Qiming, Xu Wuya, Mo Xingyun, and everyone present were equally shocked.

One was a humble, ordinary maid.

One was a peerless prodigy with nine-star talent.

No one could reconcile the two.

The result was like an invisible slap, fiercely striking everyone’s faces.

Suddenly!

A streak of azure sword light burst forth from Lin Mengyao’s body.

The Talent Stone could not withstand it and split apart.

The fracture was smooth as a mirror, as if cleaved by an unrivaled divine sword.

The azure sword light soared into the sky, piercing the clouds.

In that instant,

The entire imperial capital witnessed the blazing azure sword light.

And not only that.

Within the capital, every flower, tree, and blade of grass lit up, sending forth beams of azure light as sharp as swords.

Everything became sword!

At that moment, the world itself seemed transformed.

Countless streaks of azure light shot skyward, like thousands upon thousands of swords crisscrossing the heavens, cleaving the sky.

These beams of light converged into a massive lotus.

With the appearance of the azure lotus, everyone in the capital felt an intense, razor-sharp sword intent.

That sword intent made every hair stand on end.

It was as if a formless sword hovered above their heads, ready to descend and claim their lives at any moment.

“To use grass and wood as swords, to wield the intent of heaven and earth…”

“She has comprehended the Azure Lotus Sword Intent—this is the mark of a great sword cultivator!”

Mo Xingyun’s eyes nearly bulged.

As a sword cultivator himself, he was especially sensitive to sword intent.

Lin Mengyao’s Azure Lotus Sword Intent surpassed even his Drunken Immortal Sword Intent.

This meant her innate talent for swordsmanship was far above his own.

Suddenly!

A sword light, brimming with divine aura, swirled around Lin Mengyao, making her appear like a peerless sword immortal.

“The Myriad Sword Sacred Physique—she is a Sacred Physique prodigy!”

Mo Xingyun exclaimed again.

The Sacred Physique was exceedingly rare.

Throughout the entire Great Qian Dynasty, only the Crown Prince possessed one.

Now, a second Sacred Physique had appeared!

It belonged to Lin Mengyao—the Myriad Sword Sacred Physique!

“This must be fake!” Zhao Qiming’s face turned pale.

The Imperial Martial Academy had no shortage of geniuses, but lacked peerless prodigies.

There were thirty thousand students of the Earthly Profound and Yellow levels, yet none could compare to Lin Mengyao.

And Lin Mengyao was Jun Wushuang’s maid.

The disparity was so great, Zhao Qiming was furious enough to cough blood.

“Mengyao, come back.” Jun Wushuang called, and Lin Mengyao obediently stepped away from the Talent Stone, standing meekly behind him.

This scene made everyone so frustrated they could vomit blood.

A slap in the face!

A resounding slap in the face!

It was a fierce blow to the Imperial Martial Academy.

And there was nothing the Academy could say in defense.

Seeing this, Jun Wushuang’s lips curled slightly.

“Imperial Martial Academy? Just trash!”

Pfft!

Everyone was so enraged they nearly coughed blood.