'Impossible! How can this be? This kid isn't even as old as me. How could he possibly be a Sixth Grade Alchemist!' the young master roared inwardly. He was the undisputed genius of Burning Flame City, hailed as its number one prodigy in both Cultivation and Alchemy. No one had ever managed to outshine him.
But the pressure from the Spiritual Thought Shen Haoran had just unleashed made him feel utterly defeated. It was so oppressive he could barely lift his head, and a flame of jealousy ignited in his heart.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could you surpass me? An ant like you—how could you possibly be stronger than me!" the young master shrieked, his face contorting and his eyes completely bloodshot. He then shot to his feet and charged toward Shen Haoran.
"Stop, Xiaohu!" Seeing the young master charge out, the Vice Hall Master yelled frantically. The aura emanating from Shen Haoran was far beyond what Xiaohu could ever hope to challenge.
