The Xueling Mountains would take even a Nine-Hearted expert ten days to fly through, and it would take at least three months to walk across; thus, they are known as the foothills for cultivators. Thanks to Wu Xian's help, Yuanhui effortlessly passed through the mountains and arrived at the Central Eternal Green Capital.

Yuanhui arrived in the Central Eternal Green Capital on the day the Martial Academy reopened, as this year's enrollment competition officially began. The enrollment competition was quite simple: it involved comparing talents to see which new students from different academies possessed the most formidable abilities and could be assigned to different classes. Yuanhui, with his advanced talents, naturally attracted attention and became the focal point of the new students.

Among the audience, the reigning queen of last year's new students in the Central Eternal Green Capital, Lady Wutong'er, dressed in a platinum school uniform that complemented her golden curls and transcendent beauty, was mesmerized by the imposing figure of the Moon Dragon.

"The fourth match this afternoon is between Princess Lina of the Wu family and the eldest son of the Eastern County Prince, Yuanhui!" the guide shouted with his almost hoarse voice.

In the previous three matches, everyone had witnessed Yuanhui's extraordinary strength, but his opponent in this match was one of the strongest in the current generation of the Wu family. Before stepping onto the stage, the two had already exchanged glances from below.

Lina's gaze was sharp, her lavender long hair alluring to men, yet Yuanhui appeared indifferent, unlike the mundane youths in the audience. Upon entering the stage, Yuanhui respectfully bowed to his opponent, earning a hint of favor from Lina, but she had to maintain her dignity as a royal offspring.

In a playful tone, Lina said, "Wild boy, I advise you to surrender early, or don't blame me for not giving you face!"

"Hehe, thanks for your kind intentions, Miss Lina," Yuanhui responded calmly to Lina's veiled threat. "But my father taught me that the only way to respect an opponent is to face the challenge head-on."

Upon hearing this, Lina was annoyed but refrained from further remarks. Yuanhui smiled, clasping his hands, and said, "I defer."

Planting his feet firmly on the ground as if they were silver ingots, he seemed prepared to face her head-on. Finally, disregarding the authority of the royal family, his delicate hands transformed into the claws of a wild bear, tearing towards Yuanhui's chest with an unprecedented skill: the Windbreaking Strike!

The fist, as fast as the wind and sharp as an eagle's claw, pounced towards the motionless Yuanhui. In that heart-stopping moment for the spectators, Yuanhui appeared to be torn apart! An instant later, Lina regretfully halted her attack, her expression now filled with shock as she realized she had only hit Yuanhui's afterimage!

Behind her, Yuanhui still smiled, extending his arms as if ready to receive an attack at any moment. This was his passive body technique, Phantom Flow Step, at the Primary Level of the Reversal Realm.

Wutong'er clenched her teeth and executed a succession technique, the World-Cleaving Palm, attempting to overwhelm Yuanhui's body technique with her attack speed. But he remained calm, showcasing another Primary Level of the Reversal Realm technique: the Unified Heart Strangulation!

Yuanhui's Unified Heart Strangulation, taught by Wu Xian, primarily relied on spatial force, tearing the air to create a deterrent effect on the opponent.

Although he could only mobilize the power of space in a very rare manner, it was already a monstrous talent, even using the Heart-Crushing technique of the Meteor Sword Art, which belonged to the Shixinfaling technique. The fact that internal strength close to the level of Nine Hearts could be displayed in a reversed manner is indeed remarkable. A Reversed Peak Level practitioner actually being able to mobilize the power of space was unexpected. When Lina was injected with Yuanhui's Heart-Crushing technique, she found herself unable to mobilize her spiritual power or even stand up through her own will, her face turning bright red with effort.

Watching from the stage, the Godrealm's Five Poison King, Wu Xiaoren, could finally no longer contain his excitement and praised Yuanhui with claps: "Hahaha, what a young talent!"

Wu Xiaoren's face flushed with excitement.

"To think that such a monstrous talent would appear in a small town on the edge of Godrealm, and defeat the Fourth Princess, who is among the best of the young generation in Godrealm... Impressive!"

"Thank you for your praise, Five Poison King," Yuanhui did not forget to bow respectfully to Wu Xiaoren.

"Cough, Poison King, "the assessment officer cleared his throat twice, reminding the excited Wu Xiaoren, "This is the highest administrative assessment in the Imperial City. I hope you will not cause any disturbances."

At this moment, the usually highly esteemed Five Poison King had to put aside his pride and behave in a restrained manner.

However, whispering conversations could be heard in the audience, commenting on how rough the Five Poison King appeared, especially with his scruffy beard.

"Oh, I have a question," Yuanhui spoke up.

Although the assessment officer did not show excitement, he did not dare to neglect the potential talents of the future of Godrealm: "Feel free to ask your question."

"Um," Yuanhui hesitated for a moment before asking, "Forgive my boldness. I am not trying to provoke, but may I inquire who is considered the top talent among the young generation of the Godrealm?"

"Huh?" The assessment officer stared in surprise at Yuanhui and said, "Naturally, the top talent among the young generation in Godrealm is Princess Wutong'er of Godrealm."

The name sounded so familiar, constantly replaying in Yuanhui's mind from his childhood - walking hand in hand with a girl on the edge of the Heavenly Country in Dong County... Tong'er?

In his mind, a pair of clear beautiful eyes looked at Yuanhui, her snow-white legs exposed and pressed tightly against the beach.

The girl asked the boy everything, and the boy shyly confided everything to the girl.

"Um –!"

Yuanhui painfully recalled the past but couldn't remember anything about his own past. What was it? What was it all about?

Under the prodding of the examiner, the guards had to come forward and escort him down from the platform.

Yuanhui sat in the dormitory, his eyes devoid of their usual sparkle, his mind filled with the dreams of the boy? No, it was the oath of the boy!

The boy... the girl...

"Yuanhui, what kind of future do you aspire to?"

Uh, Tong'er!

"Ah!"

This seven-foot-tall young man shed hot tears. "Disciple, are you alright? Don't scare your master, okay?"

Without a word, Unxian prepared to call for the medicine pill, but just as he was about to, Longyue muttered to himself, "Tong'er... I... I will forever protect..." Hearing that Yuanhui was for Tong'er's sake, Unxian's tears could no longer withstand the impact and streamed down his face, completely covered in tear marks.

Looking at the unconscious Yuanhui on the bed, Unxian seemed to understand something.

Looking at Yuanhui with his eyes tightly shut, a girl's urgent voice came in his dream: "Yuanhui, are you okay... Yuanhui?!"

The inner palace of the Wu Emperor City was magnificent, like a deep treasure trove harboring unfathomable celestial and earthly treasures.

Within this vast and boundless imperial city, there were towering buildings of dozens of floors everywhere. For an outsider, it might be difficult to even locate the position of the inner courtyard of the palace.

Even if one managed to enter the inner courtyard with the help of someone from within, the inner courtyard itself had tens of thousands of golden-roofed buildings.

From this, it can be seen that finding the true palace was no easy task!

The palaces of the princesses and princes also hid within the emerald-green woods, with red stone walls separating these courtyards of various sizes, like a net in which intruders would find it impossible to escape.

Unknown to many, beneath the vast scale of the imperial court, there was also a cold underground cave.

Inside the cave, scarlet runes hung in the air, burning, with millennium-old ice surrounding them, carved by the ice into shapes of red phoenixes under the fire's reflection.

"Achoo!"

Wutong sneezed, addressing the white-robed woman with a golden mask who was meditating, "Master, it seems someone is cursing me behind my back!"

"Oh?"

The woman referred to as Master by Wutong suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes. "Is it another infatuated man who might be thinking about you, perhaps?"

The Master began teasing her disciple again.

"How absurd! You should know that there's a Yuan..."

Before Wutong could finish her sentence, the masked woman pressed her finger against her lips. "Do not let your distraction disrupt matters of cultivation!"

"Yes, Master!"

Wutong respectfully replied.

Back in the inn at Evergreen City, Yuanhui had just woken up from his slumber, only to be "harassed" by Wu Xian, who was bored and had nothing to do.

Deliberately pausing for a moment, Wu Xian said, "You scoundrel, don't slack off, continue practicing the Dragon's Roar True Qi two thousand times for me!"

"Huh?"

Yuanhui, who had just regained consciousness from a coma, was urged by Wu Xian to continue his training before he could fully come to his senses.

Yuanhui had no choice but to pick up the Meteor Sword again, stirring the true Qi slowly as he swung the giant sword back and forth to keep it suspended and balanced.

"Hey, kid, let me give you a hand!"

With a cunning smile, Wu Xian lightly waved his finger, and a powerful spatial force enveloped Yuanhui.

"You old rascal, you are... crossing the line!"

Yuanhui felt like his backbone was about to split apart.

"Young people should respect their elders. You are now the rebuilding of Dragon Bones, so you must increase your spiritual energy reserves!"

Wu Xian didn't give an inch of relaxation.

"Oh, by the way, tomorrow morning, we will go search for the Hundred Herb Antelope. It's a rare species that has devoured a hundred herbs for its growth, only found in the northern part of the Snow Spirit Mountains."

Yuanhui stared at Wu Xian with a resentful gaze, but the Meteor Sword in his hand continued unabated.

As he continued to swing the sword, slowly, sword energy began to form.

One wave of sword energy after another, until, with his exhausted last strike, a sword light flashed, cleanly slicing off several centuries-old trees next to Wu Xian.

"See that, Master? I've accomplished it!"

Excited, Yuanhui threw down the Meteor Sword and collapsed on the ground, seeming satisfied with his achievement.

Looking at the panting Wuxian standing on the side watching, he didn't think so.

"Hey, hey, hey, disciple, get up. You've exhausted your spiritual energy now. Let me help you loosen your muscles and bones first, or you'll be a cripple tomorrow morning!"

Yuanhui quickly got up from the ground and said, "Is it that serious?"

Wuxian wasn't joking this time, he shrugged, "Indeed, you've just used up your spiritual energy. If you collapse now, all the meridians in your body will lose their function. When you wake up tomorrow morning, your body's meridians will all be blocked."