The grade of the Heavenly Wheel was extremely important in the Divine Path. Even if one's attainment was not mentioned, its advantages and disadvantages greatly limited the Heavenly Wheel's potential. Especially when both sides had the same attainment, the effect was the most obvious.
For example, Nangong Miao, who was also of the Reincarnation Lineage, how could a Saint Grade Heavenly Wheel defeat Lu Qiu's Immortal Grade Heavenly Wheel?
Unless one used attainment to suppress the other, the chance of winning was almost zero.
Although Si Huan's private life was terrible, he had a thorough understanding of the Divine Path. The Immortal Grade Heavenly Wheel contained much more divine power than a Saint Grade Heavenly Wheel. As for the power of divine techniques, how could Lu Qiu and Long Miao's divine powers be weaker than those of the South Yard?
Nangong Miao thought too highly of himself.
At this moment, the people of the South Yard saw Si Huan laughing and mocking Nangong Miao, and they all showed traces of anger.
"Haha, Young Master Si is right. I, Nangong Miao, may not be as good as Lu Qiu and Prince Long Miao, but I'm curious about Young Master Si. You stopped at the Emperor's Path and have no time to improve. How can you have the nerve to say the word 'shame' when you see people of the same generation consecutively proving themselves?"
Nangong Miao looked at Si Huan with a smile. The grandson of West Capital's Daisukong, a trusted follower of the Divine Master, who was more ashamed of the word 'shame'?
"You …" Si Huan slammed his palm on the table and stood up.
"My Junior Brother is just stating facts. As a descendant of the Sikong Family, don't you care about your own cultivation first? Or … Young Master Si, do you think you can lead the Infinite Realm to a new height?"
Elder Cheng Huai of the South Yard said coldly.
"Hahaha."
The people of the South Yard laughed one after another.
The West Capital's Little Overlord becoming the pillar of the Divine Realm was probably the funniest thing today. In terms of mastery of sensual pleasures, no one present could beat Si Huan. Asking him to become the pillar of swordsmanship? Sorry, he wasn't worthy!
"Creak."
Si Huan clenched his fists, and blue veins appeared on his neck. He seemed to have reached his limit.
Zhang Xuan's expression was ugly as he glared at Cheng Huai. Cheng Huai shrugged at Zhang Xuan, indicating that he had misspoken and was sorry.
All the forces in the Domain of the Gods knew that it was true that Si Huan's domineering behavior was a headache, but his cultivation was indeed the only sore spot of the Sikong Residence. His peers had stepped into the Divine Path one after another, but Si Huan had been unable to break through to the Emperor Level. As the grandson of Daisukong and the disciple of the Divine Master, he had truly embarrassed the Domain of the Gods.
On the side, Big Dipper Yi was secretly smiling.
"That's enough. The West Capital and the South Yard are both top-notch orthodoxies. They maintain order in the Divine Realm on behalf of the Divine Master.
Northern Dipper Empyrean said in a dignified voice. He wasn't afraid that the people here would laugh at him.
Severing Love silently glanced at Si Huan, shook his head, and sighed. A trace of sympathy welled up in his heart. Si Huan's inability to break through to the Emperor Level was due to a special reason. It was not because of his poor talent or his laziness.
Not only that, but Severing Love also knew that Si Huan was secretly working hard on his cultivation. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he worked, he could not reverse his destiny. Because his fate was flawed, he was destined to be unable to achieve great things in his life.
Therefore, he pretended to be arrogant and domineering to deceive the eyes of the world. He thought that by doing so, he could make the orthodoxies of the Domain of the Gods fear him.
Arrogance was just Si Huan's protective clothing.
"Let's drink."
Severing Love's heart was slightly heavy as he raised his wine glass to the crowd.
The Celestial Lord sighed silently and drank with Severing Love. He was also aware of Si Huan's situation. After all, Si Huan almost died back then. It was Daisukong who begged the Divine Master to use the power of the world to save Si Huan's life.
The Little Overlord of the West Capital was essentially a pitiful child.
Some people improve quickly and have remarkable achievements, so they like to show off. On the other hand, those who are unknown are easy to ignore. Brother Nangong, how can you be so sure that Young Master Si will not enter the Divine Realm? In my opinion, when Young Master Si enters the Divine Realm one day, he may be stronger than you. Not only Young Master Si, but all the brothers in the Sikong Residence are silent and hardworking, unlike some people who like to show off their achievements. "
At this time, a voice came from the side.
Si Huan's heartstrings trembled. He lowered his head and said, "Third year."
"Bang."
The wine glass in Nangong Miao's hand fell heavily. His gaze fell on the silver-haired youth. "What do you mean by that? The person who likes to show off is me, Nangong Miao?"
"If you say so, then so be it. In any case, you are always right."
Wuque drank the wine in his hand. He didn't like people like Si Huan, but during the days they lived in the Sikong Residence, Daisukong didn't treat them unfairly. Apart from the uncomfortable feeling of being suppressed in the dungeon at first, he later opened the Heavenly Book Pavilion to Ziyin and the others and provided many divine crystals to help them cultivate.
For this reason, Wuque couldn't let outsiders slander Daisukong's grandson. Moreover, Wuque didn't like Nangong Miao.
"How dare you!"
Cheng Huai shouted as he stood up straight.
Nangong Miao was his junior brother, and the South Campus had high hopes for him. His master saw Nangong Miao as a rising banner of the South Campus. His status was like Seven Star Righteousness, the grandson of the Celestial Venerate. Nangong Miao's words were undoubtedly the attitude of the South Campus. Wuque's words were mocking the South Campus.
"Nangong Miao is right. Si Huan can never step into the Divine Path in this lifetime," Seven Star Righteousness said.
Outsiders didn't know about Si Huan's situation, but the core members of the four titans knew a little. Si Huan's innate fate was flawed.
"Shut up," the Celestial Venerate said.
The Celestial asked. How could such a thing be made public? It would damage the Western Capital.
"Grandfather, Si Huan's fate spirit is damaged, and he is trapped in the Emperor's Path, unable to ascend to the Divine Path. This matter will be known by others sooner or later. If I don't say it now, won't the forces of the Divine Realm find it strange in a hundred or a thousand years?"
Big Dipper Yi looked at Qin Hao and said, "As for what you said, there's a hierarchy in the path of cultivation, and the strength cannot be determined immediately. This is true in the cultivation world. However, Si Huan does not have that opportunity."
"Pa."
As soon as Seven Star Righteousness's voice fell, a palm wind immediately slapped him in the face, throwing him from the banquet to the center of the training field. Seven Star Righteousness angrily shouted, "Get out!"
When Daisukong was still a page boy, he had always followed Sword God Avici and served the Divine Lord. He had experienced countless life and death tribulations, and the relationship between master and servant had surpassed familial love.
Now, the Divine Lord had allowed Daisukong to leave him and establish a generation of fame, becoming the ruler of the West Capital. His grandson's disability was enough to make people sympathize with him. How could Seven Star Righteousness open his scars in front of everyone today? If Seven Star Righteousness was born with a disability, how would the Divine Lord feel?
This slap was especially loud, and it spread all the way down the thousand steps of the Celestial Mountain. All the Heavenly Wheel powerhouses on the viewing platform heard it clearly, and they couldn't help but be shocked.
Today, Seven Star Righteousness was actually slapped to the ground by the Divine Lord.
What was even more shocking was that Daisukong's grandson's cultivation had stagnated. It turned out that he was suffering from a fatal illness.
At this moment, on the densely packed Dao Peak, the powerhouses of the Divine Realm and hundreds of thousands of cultivators were all shocked.
"Divine Lord, I have other matters to attend to, so I won't disturb you any longer."
Sword God Severing Love's expression was cold as he stood up from his seat.
"Severing Love, I didn't discipline him well."
The Divine Lord lowered his head. He was afraid that after today, everyone in the Divine Realm would know that Si Huan was a person with a fatal illness. How embarrassed would Daisukong be?
"Forget it. Just as Seven Star Righteousness said, you'll know sooner or later."
Severing Love left his seat and came to Si Huan. "Si Huan, Grandpa Severing Love hasn't been to the Sikong Residence in a long time. Take me back and have a seat."
"Okay."
Si Huan tried hard not to let the tears fall from his eyes. Stubbornness was written all over his face. Before he left, he turned around and shouted at Seven Star Righteousness, "Seven Star Righteousness, from today onwards, I, Si Huan, and your family friendship ends here. From now on, the West Capital does not welcome any disciples of the Big Dipper Mountain. Violators will bear the consequences."
"Hmph."
Zhang Xuan snorted angrily. "Return to the West Capital."
"Wait."
Qin Hao stood up, startling Si Huan and Zhang Xuan. Following that, Qin Hao strode towards the Southern Court's seating area. He came before Nangong Miao and glanced at Cheng Huai. He smiled politely and said, "I'm not talented, but I have a brother who is at the eighth level of the laws and is about to attain godhood. I heard that the Southern Court's Dharmic Dao is profound and the Heavenly Cycle Sword Arts are infinitely mysterious. I've specially come to seek guidance from the Southern Court's disciples."
This … Many sect masters and Divine Realm experts in the dojo revealed strange expressions.
Guidance?
He was challenging the Southern Court.
The silver-haired youth appeared humble and polite on the surface, but he was actually standing up for Si Huan.
However, the Southern Court was a hegemon faction that dominated the Divine Realm. The disciples in the Southern Court were all very talented. Although they were inferior to the academy, they were definitely outstanding in the Divine Realm. Ordinary people were no match for them.
Even the descendants of large clans and many Godly Venerables' direct disciples might not be able to win against the Southern Court's disciples.
"Guidance?"
Nangong Miao narrowed his eyes. "Eighth level of the laws?"
"Wuque."
Qin Hao said.
Wuque stepped forward with a tall and straight posture. His pair of starry eyes flashed with sword light, and his two sword-like eyebrows made people feel that he had an extraordinary temperament.
Almost at the same time, Sword God Severing Love and Northstar Heavenly Lord's gazes fell on Wuque with a hint of interest in their eyes.
"Third level …" Si Huan wanted to say something but stopped. The Southern Court's disciples were not ordinary people. They had gathered many peerless geniuses in the Infinite Divine Realm. Qin Hao directly interrupted, "My brother Wuque likes to deal with monsters. Or do the Southern Court's disciples think they're not monsters enough?"
These words were like a slap to the face, making it difficult for the Southern Court's disciples to back down. If they didn't fight, would they admit that they were mediocre?
"Hmph, arrogant."
Immediately, a figure stood out from behind Nangong Miao and stood directly in front of Wuque. It was a middle-aged man who was even taller than Wuque. He said coldly, "Do you think you're strong?"
Wuque raised his head and rubbed the tip of his nose like Qin Hao. He glanced at Nangong Miao and said, "So-so. If the laws are perfected and the Heavenly Wheel is cast, I shouldn't be inferior to Brother Nangong. I even think I'm a little stronger. Do you want to try?"
"Senior Brother Qiyi, he's not taking you seriously."
"Show him what you're made of."
The Southern Court's disciples shouted loudly. They were extremely dissatisfied with Wuque's attitude.
In the Southern Court, everyone knew that Qiyi's strength was second only to Nangong Miao. If the other party said that he was not inferior to Nangong Miao, wouldn't that be a direct slap to Qiyi's face?
Of course, Wuque didn't know the middle-aged man's position in the Southern Court at all. He thought that he was just a random person who wanted to correct the Southern Court's name.
"Haha, sure, sure. Nangong Qiyi, please enlighten me."
Qiyi sneered and nodded repeatedly. He walked around Wuque and stood in the center of the training hall, waiting for the other party to make a move.
"In the third year of junior high school, Qiyi is in the eighth level of the laws. He's about to perfect divinity. He's very strong. His reputation in the Southern Court is second only to Nangong Miao. Many people say that the Heavenly Wheel he casts in the future will definitely not be below the Saint level."
While Si Huan was moved, he was also worried for Wuque. He didn't know the situation of the people in Kunlun Sea, but he knew the strength of the Southern Court's disciples very well.
Qiyi wasn't easy to deal with.
"It's okay."
Qin Hao smiled and said to Wuque, "The Southern Court's disciples are very talented. You must be very 'serious' when you attack."
"I will be very, very 'serious'."
Wuque nodded and walked toward Qiyi. He naturally understood what Qin Hao meant by "serious".