I Am a Cultivation Prodigy
In the Mortal Realm.
Kingdom of Warblade.
Outside the General's Mansion.
Tian Shanshan had just returned from a stroll through the royal city when she suddenly stopped in her tracks at the sight of someone ahead.
She was about to turn and leave when the person spotted her.
It was a young woman who appeared to be about Tian Shanshan's age.
Strikingly, she looked identical to Tian Shanshan.
The only differences were her white clothing and a small mole on her right cheek.
This was Tian Shanshan's younger sister, Tian Laichi.
Her name sounded more fitting for a man.
But those who knew the name understood the General's intentions.
"Well, if it isn't my dear sister. Where might you be off to?"
A voice dripping with sarcasm rang out.
Tian Shanshan frowned, took a deep breath, and walked forward.
Tian Laichi looked at Tian Shanshan with a contemptuous smile. "By the way, sis, you haven't gathered all your team members yet, have you?"
Tian Shanshan replied coldly, "How is that any of your business?"
Looking at her sister, Tian Shanshan's eyes were filled with disgust.
In truth, the two had been close as children.
But when they reached the age to begin cultivation, their relationship grew increasingly distant.
The reason was their difference in cultivation prowess.
Their father had only two daughters.
There was no preference for sons over daughters.
But because their father valued martial strength above all else,
Whichever daughter showed higher cultivation talent received more of his affection.
At first, Tian Shanshan, being the elder sister, had better aptitude and higher cultivation.
As a result, she received all of her father's doting attention.
Even so, she was still kind to her younger sister, often sharing the cultivation resources their father gave her.
But a few years later, her sister suddenly progressed at an astonishing rate, surpassing her in one fell swoop.
Consequently, her sister became the apple of their father's eye.
What Tian Shanshan never expected was that from that moment on, her sister would constantly work against her!
She even competed with her at every turn.
When there was no justification, she would even manipulate their father to take her side!
"As your sister, I'm just concerned about you. I'd hate for you to not even qualify for the martial arts competition. How else would we sisters meet then?"
Tian Laichi said with a smile.
That smile carried a hint of malice.
Tian Shanshan clenched her fists, then suddenly let out a cold laugh. "You think your team is so strong? I hate to break it to you, but we've recruited someone extremely powerful. Prepare to lose!"
With that, Tian Shanshan couldn't be bothered to say more.
She brushed past her sister.
Tian Laichi chuckled.
"Sister, you look quite pretty when you're putting on a brave face. But I have some bad news for you. The Prime Minister's only son has returned, and he's joined our team. Tsk tsk, he's at the Core Formation realm, you know."
Tian Shanshan's steps suddenly halted.
She gritted her teeth and said, "So what?"
With that, she entered the General's Mansion.
They had a powerful person on their side too!
They'd settle this at the competition!
My dear sister!
...
Qingyuan Town.
After dinner, Chen Ping An sat cross-legged on the bed, taking out three books.
He needed to memorize them first.
The oil lamp cast his elongated shadow on the wall.
With a serious expression, he looked at the books.
Soon, he finished the first one.
This was the one he cared about most.
The Flying Technique!
Chen Ping An planned to read through it once to familiarize himself, then memorize it.
That way, he could practice gradually later.
But as soon as he finished reading, he was dumbfounded.
He realized... he seemed to have mastered it already!
"What... How did I suddenly understand it all?!"
Chen Ping An couldn't describe the feeling.
After just one read-through, he found he had completely grasped it!
Chen Ping An stood up on the bed and tried to circulate the warm energy within his body.
The next moment.
To his shock, he began to float!
"Holy crap! I really learned it?!"
Chen Ping An controlled the warm energy inside him, directing his flight.
Just like that, he floated back and forth in the small room.
His face broke into a wide grin, but to avoid disturbing Su Ling's sleep, he held back from laughing out loud.
After some experimentation, he landed back on the bed.
He didn't immediately go outside to try flying.
Instead, he turned his attention to the other two books.
He swallowed hard, then eagerly picked up the books and began reading intently.
Soon after, he finished the book on sword techniques.
Once again, he was left in a daze.
Because he found that he had mastered it completely!
"This can't be real! Could it be that although I don't have a spirit root, I'm actually a super cultivation prodigy?!"
He had only read it once!
How could this be possible?
Of course, these two books weren't particularly advanced.
But the introduction of the books stated:
For a typical genius, mastering either of these in a month would be considered exceptional talent.
He had learned them just by looking at them once. What level did that put him at?
Super-mega-prodigy?
He didn't dare to imagine further.
Chen Ping An finally turned his attention to the book on body techniques.
After a while, he mastered that as well.
He glanced at Su Ling's room, then tiptoed out of the house.
Without hesitation, he tried to fly.
The next moment.
His entire body rose into the air, soaring into the sky in an instant.
Under his control, he began to glide through the heavens.
His speed was incredible, leaving Qingyuan Town behind in the blink of an eye.
Feeling the night wind whistling past his ears, he couldn't help but shout "Awesome!" at the top of his lungs.
His voice echoed through the sky.
After flying excitedly for a while, Chen Ping An finally let himself hover in the air.
Most cultivators at the Foundation Establishment realm wouldn't dare to do this.
Because floating in the air required a massive amount of spiritual energy to maintain, as well as exceptional skill.
Otherwise, one might lose balance and fall.
But Chen Ping An was as stable as if he were standing on solid ground.
There was no helping it; his spiritual energy was inexhaustible.
Chen Ping An took out the Golden Feather divine weapon and began to practice his sword techniques.
He swung towards the air in front of him.
With a loud "swish," the air seemed to explode.
It was as if the very air had been sliced apart.
Hearing this sound, Chen Ping An's eyes lit up.
He continued to practice his sword techniques repeatedly.
As he did so, the sound of air being cut grew louder and louder.
Chen Ping An had a feeling that if there were a wall in front of him,
It would have collapsed entirely!
"Epic win!"
Chen Ping An was overjoyed.
His eyes shone with delight.
Then he put away his weapon and began to practice his body techniques.
That's right, he was practicing them right there in the sky.
He executed a series of incredible maneuvers in mid-air!
If anyone had seen this sight, their eyes would have popped out of their heads.
Because it completely defied common sense.
Even the rooster and cleaver in the courtyard below were amazed.
"It seems the master has begun to awaken some of his abilities," said the rooster.
"The master has always been the most talented being in all the realms," the cleaver said proudly.
"Actually, there's something you might not know,"
At that moment, a piece of clothing in the house suddenly spoke up.
As soon as it spoke, everything around fell silent.
The cleaver and the others stopped talking, waiting for this entity to continue.
"In fact, those three cultivation methods in the Chaos Realm that rival the Origin of Destiny were created by the master himself. He never imagined that the three methods he casually threw together and discarded would cause such a bloodbath in the Chaos Realm, with everyone fighting over them. And to hide this embarrassing past, he secretly concealed the fact that he was the creator, pinning the blame on the Supreme Dao instead..."
After hearing this, the cleaver and the others sharply sucked in a breath of cold air.