70 Chapter 1370 A Generation of Young Elites Finished The tournament grounds of the Martial Arts Tournament of Mount Netheris and spectator areas of Mount Netheris strictly prohibited the use of flying exotic beasts . There were no exceptions - regardless of status . Even the chief guardians of the major syndicates had to proceed on foot . By 8 a.m. , the mountain peak swarmed with elite fighters from the Netheris Syndicate and minor sects Ke the Black Faith Order . Each young elite carried an aura of indomitable pride , their gazes sweeping dismissively over the crowds . " Look - the one leading the procession ! That's Vania , Grandmaster of the First Syndicate ! She was the first among our generation to break through to the Grandmaster realm ! " " Not only is Grandmaster Somerland peerlessly skilled , but her beauty rivals the heavens ! " Daphne followed the pointing fingers to a jade - skinned woman in azure robes , so exquisite she seemed carved from moonlight . " I thought they claimed such looks were ' ugly ' ? " Daphne muttered . " How does Vania qualify as a peerless beauty then ? " Arthur whispered , " Dad said noble houses use different standards . " " Vania's father is a Cardinal under the High Pontiff - so she's judged by aristocratic metrics . " Every year at the Martial Arts Tournament at Mount Netheris , the tournament finalists receives noble status from the High Pontiff himself . " Once ennobled , they adopt elite privileges … including redefined beauty norms ." Robin snorted . " What a cesspit - even appearances get rankings . This is ridiculous ! " The commoners here must be brainwashed to accept such nonsense . " While they were throwing shades , another elite arrived . The newcomer was built like a bear , broad - shouldered and rugged . He had a thick beard covering his face . He was as fierce and imposing as a legendary warrior . It was Frederick , the Second Syndicate's Peak Grandmaster . Following closely behind were Cecily Wentz , High - tier Grandmaster of the Fourth Syndicate ; Reiss Ave , High - tier Grandmaster of the Fifth Syndicate ; Aurelia Rein , Peak Grandmaster of the Sixth Syndicate ; Bexley Brine , High - tier Grandmaster of the Seventh Syndicate ; and Gerard Lugie , Peak Grandmaster of the Eighth Syndicate . As Hacyon took in this gathering of elites , the usual frost in her eyes melted into reluctant reverence . Among the Netheris Syndicates ' rising generation , her cultivation was the weakest . 08:07 Sat , 31 May AO Chapter 1370 A Generation of Young Elites It was not for lack of effort , but because of her origins . 必 号 : 92 % 合 Finished While others in the syndicate's martial academies began combat training immediately , Hacyon had been forced to dual - track . Her father , former Archmage of the Lightborn Sect , had ensured her curriculum included the Dark Syndicate's indoctrination courses - mandatory for all commoners of the Netheris Domain . For the first three years , all her time was spent studying doctrine . Only in the remaining seven years of seclusion could she begin martial arts training . And even after , doctrine exams recurred annually , stealing time from cultivation . The eight elites before her had all surpassed the Grandmaster tier . Hacyon knew she'd worked twice as hard . Yet here she stood - a mere First - rank Master . The weight of inferiority pressed down as the elites gathered . Arthur noticed his sister's clenched fists and whispered , " You're stronger than them . Dad said you were able to learn martial arts cultivation in half the training time . " In such a short time frame , you'd reached the level of First - rank Master . That shows your talent is far greater than theirs . " With one more year , you could surpass them all - win the tournament ! " A flicker of pain crossed Hacyon's face . She managed to force a smile upon seeing her brother's warm smile . " They had resources I'll never touch . I can never reach their heights . " They only needed years to First - rank Grandmaster - it took me ten . " Arthur , do you know why ? " Arthur shook his head . " They have the advantage of the Bloodshade Fruit , something we can never hope to obtain . " Hacyon's voice turned brittle . " Without it , even if I trained for decades , the highest I could reach would be Peak Master . I'll never enter the Grandmaster realm in this lifetime - let alone touch the perfected state of a Warlord . " But him ? " She gestured toward the gathering elites . " He was fed Bloodshade Fruit from age one . He was trained personally by Warlords and Archmages . Now , at our age , he's already at the Peak Warlord tier . " With our background , how could we ever compare ? " Her voice dripped with resentment - not just at her limitations , but at the system that created them . Everyone knew exactly which Peak Warlord she meant . Netheris ' Crown Prince , the tenth son of the High Pontiff of the Dark Syndicate : Alessia Rogue . 08:07 Sat , 31 May Chapter 1370 A Generation of Young Elites He was also the future successor to the High Pontiff . 91 % Finished After this tournament , he would assume the position of High Priest at the Dark Syndicate's headquarters . Alessia had dominated the Mount Netheris Martial Arts Tournament since age ten - undefeated champion for eight straight years . He was unrivaled and undisputed for those eight years . He was the strongest of Netheris ' younger generation . Arthur thought for a moment . " Hacyon , their power comes mostly from Bloodshade Fruit enhancement . It's artificial - unstable . If you could get some too … perhaps , you might be able to compete with them ." Hacyon ruffled his hair with a tired smile . " You've never seen Alessia in action . The power of someone beyond the Grandmaster level is terrifying . " Legend has it that last year , the High Pontiff ordered the Third Syndicate's Four Warlords to fight Alessia at full strength . " He matched them . He even gained the upper hand.. " In all of Netheris , only the High Pontiff , the nine Sub - Pontiffs , and the chief guardian surpass him now ." Robin let out a soft chuckle . Hacyon's eyes flashed . " I've been wondering this whole journey - how can someone as weak as you dare mock true power ? " Let me warn you again : one more reckless provocation toward Grandmasters like Jaxon , and I won't shield you again ! " Daphne smirked . " You're comparing fireflies to the sun ." " You- ! Such arrogance ! " Hacyon's fists trembled . " Arthur , stay away from them ! Their stupidity will get you killed ! " She glanced at Robin's indifferent expression and shook her head . Fools . They've never witnessed a Warlord's might . When Jaxon crushes them , they'll finally understand the chasm between heaven and earth . Robin beckoned Arthur closer . " Come , I'll teach you how to defeat most of these so - called ' elites . " " Pfft ! " Hacyon didn't even turn back . Her brother was a mere Peak Warrior - no match for even the weakest Netheris Syndicate fighter . " Just keep quiet before you invite disaster , " she called over her shoulder , marching toward the summit . Yet Arthur lingered , eyes bright with curiosity as he whispered , " Mr. Ramsey … can you really do that ? " ་་་ 08:07 Sat , 31 May A. The Deadly Assassin Robin In a romance-themed observation show, several participants undergo a series of interactions and conflicts filled with love, misunderstandings, and power struggles. In the end, one couple rises to over...