Bo Xiyu, as a person, has always been an unsurpassed presence in the Mercenary World. From the day he was born, he was destined to be a genius. Because he has an incredibly strong father, the Mercenary King Bo Sai. In fact, over the past nearly twenty years, Bo Xiyu’s actions have been worthy of the title of the Mercenary King’s son. The youngest Five-star Mercenary, the youngest Dark Heavenly Strong. Each prestigious title, along with his appearance, poise, and cultivation, has molded him into the undisputed top young genius in the Mercenary World. Just as he was prepared to secure this Xuyang Trial and be acclaimed as the number one genius of the Eastern Continent, Yue Jinghua appeared. He, Yue Jinghua, was far too young; looking at the light yellow fuzz on his lips, he must be only around sixteen or seventeen years old. However, in contrast to his age, his rise has been meteoric. So fast that it has partially overshadowed the brilliance of genius Bo Xiyu. As the "only son" of the Mercenary King Bo Sai, Bo Xiyu cannot tolerate anyone overshadowing the brilliance that inherently belongs to him. When Bo Xiyu learned that Five Saints Town would nominate Yue Jinghua as the mercenary representative, he rushed to the town, A brief glimpse at the Dragon Court left him without much impression of Yue Jinghua. After all, that day in the Dragon Court, whether it was Zong Shaoqing from the Divine Court or Jade Finger Killing God from the Assassin Alliance, or even Jin Nuo, the Imperial Dragon Knight, all were outstanding youths. Next to them, the slender, soft-skinned Yue Jinghua appeared merely like a clown. However, after returning from the Sky Dragon Palace, out of courtesy, he visited Helen Tavern, to pay respects to his father’s old friend Helen. Helen’s words caught Bo Xiyu’s attention. Whether intentional or not, Helen mentioned the changes in Qin Dongting, but in the end, she seemingly casually mentioned, "That young mercenary named Yue Jinghua is not a simple character; he can wield sword shadow techniques." Sword Stacking Shadows, Boxing’s Residual Image, and Spear Wind Whistle are recognized as the pinnacles of weapon training. Bo Xiyu, who has practiced with a spear for many years and learned from a famous spear family on the continent, has yet to master the Spear Wind Whistle. Thus, when he found out that Yue Jinghua could already execute Sword Stacking Shadows with the sword, he began to formally take notice of him. Today, seeing him in person, Bo Xiyu is even more cautious of Yue Jinghua. Bo Xiyu, who has met countless people, still cannot see through Yue Jinghua. Because mercenary classes exist, the Mercenary World has not set specific cultivation levels for each Star Level of mercenaries, which directly leads to a problem: to this day, Bo Xiyu has not been able to ascertain how high Yue Jinghua’s real cultivation level is. Just from appearances, even wearing a mask, Yue Jinghua is an extremely eye-catching person. Yet moments ago, when he stood among the crowd, he did not attract anyone’s attention, as if he were merely a wisp of air. This couldn’t help but remind Bo Xiyu of something his father, the Mercenary King Bo Sai, had once said: The so-called strong, are like crystals under the sand, capable of hiding their edge, yet able to reveal their brilliance at the right time. So, as Yue Jinghua was about to turn away and leave, Bo Xiyu stepped forward and made his request. Having come to Canglong Continent for nearly two years, Yue Jinghua has naturally heard of the Xuyang Trial. The Xuyang Trial, held once every five years, is only open to Dark Practitioners under the age of twenty from the continent. Google seaʀᴄh 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾※𝙣𝙚𝙩 Thus, it is also called the cradle of the powerful on the continent. It is said that the top three winners of the Xuyang Trial have the chance to be taken under the wing of the continent’s top powerhouses, the Ten Saints. Even for other participants who do not rank in the top three, being in the top ten offers hope of becoming a key training target for the two powerful nations and several major organizations. But, what does this have to do with her? Yue Jinghua rolled her eyes, if she weren’t waiting to see a good show, she would probably have turned around and left. She does not care about Bo Xiyu, or the son of the Mercenary King. "Second Generation Soldier," as if Yue Jinghua hadn’t seen plenty of them? Seeing Yue Jinghua remaining calm and collected, Bo Xiyu was even more uncertain and wary. Despite her young age, Yue Jinghua was indeed not simple to keep such composure. "Sorry, I know this request is too much, but I promised my father that I would definitely win this Xuyang Trial. If you don’t agree, we will have to compete right here," Bo Xiyu said, making a gesture of invitation, implying he wanted to compete with Yue Jinghua. The two stood opposite each other, facing off. Suddenly, the sky turned pitch dark, as if a heavy mass of clouds was pressing down. Feeling an unusual air fluctuation from the sky, combined with the crowd’s dramatic gasps, Bo Xiyu couldn’t help but look up. As he looked up, even the composed Bo Xiyu felt his brow twitch. In the sky, the Cloud-Riding Ship carrying the Imperial Tax Officer, Niu Er, and a squadron of Imperial Soldiers had already crossed the cloud barrier and reached an altitude of ten thousand meters. Just as the Cloud-Riding Ship was about to ascend to the Sky Dragon Palace, suddenly, the patch of stationary clouds in the sunny sky began to churn. Like the rolling waters of a rising tide, the Sky Dragon Palace, which had been stationary since it appeared, started to move. "It’s moving, it’s really moving." The crowd was as agitated as boiling water, everyone on their toes looking eagerly, wishing they each had a pair of Dark Beast wings to ascend to the high sky and see for themselves. On the Imperial Cloud-Riding Ship, the soldiers were scrambling, and the tax officer Niu Er was so frightened his heart nearly leapt out of his chest. The Sky Dragon Palace, which Niu Er, the Tax Officer had termed the Qing Family’s "immovable property," astonishingly "took off" under everyone’s watchful eyes. It was seen "it" whipping its dragon tail while its eight claws, like rising through mists, emitted a strange "dragon chant" and then flew away into the distance. The speed of the flight was as fast as a sky dragon, even if the Imperial Dragon Knight Jin Nuo were here, riding the Black Beauty, the speed would be just . On the Cloud-Riding Ship, the Imperial Soldiers watched as everything descended into chaos, who would have expected the Dragon Palace to "fly." Oh boy, that was a thousand-year-old ancient building. "Man the helm, chase it, turn the steering wheel, chase!" In the sky, the desperate and frustrated roar of Tax Officer Niu Er rang out. Who would blame the Imperial Ministry of Revenue for always using various excuses to cut the budget of the Military Department, and this time, the Military Department had sent over only an old retired ship driven by five Dark Arrays. By the time the crew frantically turned the steering wheel, controlled the sails, and prepared to give chase, the Dragon Palace had already flown out of sight. Faced with such a situation, Niu Er, the Tax Officer, got so angry he kicked his legs, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.