PHS Chapter 133 (Patreon)

Chapter 133: A Battle Record for a Lifetime

The man's words were spoken softly, yet they struck the ears of the crowd like a clap of thunder on a clear day.

"What?"

"Impossible! How could the Sacred Son of Primal Beginning have been defeated? He hadn't lost, had he? At the final moment, it was clear he still had strength in reserve!"

"That's right! If that man hadn't appeared, the outcome might still be undecided!"

"Don't speak nonsense. That's a Saint from the Primal Beginning Sacred Land, the Sacred Son's own Grandmaster-Uncle. Would you doubt his words?"

"If they had continued to fight, the outcome would likely have been the Sacred Son's death, with the Young Lord of the Golden-Winged Peng clan suffering heavy injuries."

"This…"

"Does this mean that the twenty-fourth on the Human Prodigy Leaderboard is inferior to the seventeenth on the Demon Prodigy Leaderboard?"

"What? Isn't it obvious enough? For a direct comparison, the human side would need someone ranked seventeenth or higher to say with confidence that they could suppress the Young Lord of the Golden-Winged Peng."

"In that case, the prodigies of the demon race are no weaker than those of the human race…"

An uproar swept through the crowd.

Some had anticipated this result, but many more found it impossible to accept.

Within human territory, for a human prodigy to be defeated by a demon prodigy—no matter how one looked at it, it left a bitter taste. But there was nothing to be done. The Sacred Son of Primal Beginning had met his match today.

If another prodigy, ranked higher than him, had been here, it would have been a different story. But if it had been someone ranked lower, they would likely have been defeated even more quickly.

"A while ago, Ye Chen, the second on the Prodigy Leaderboard, came to Great Desolate City. He didn't stay long before leaving in a hurry. If he had lingered, would the Young Lord of the Golden-Winged Peng have had any room to be so arrogant?" someone sighed.

"Don't worry," another person consoled. "When the prodigies ranked higher than the Sacred Son of Primal Beginning hear of today's events, someone will surely step forward to reclaim face for the human race."

"Let's hope so…"

Many people let out a soft sigh.

In the center of the field, Jin Chen held his hand and stood tall. The other party's Saint had already admitted defeat.

There was no need for him to go for the kill. Killing a Sacred Son was easy, but leaving afterward would be difficult. Ultimately, this was human territory.

And not far away was Great Desolate City.

Perhaps Senior Pavilion Master was watching. His identity was difficult to guess, but he was most likely human. For him to rashly slay a human prodigy, what if he displeased the Senior Pavilion Master? The loss would not be worth the gain.

Jin Chen glanced at the Sacred Son of Primal Beginning but said no more. Although he had defeated him, his own condition was not good. The proper course was to go and heal his wounds first.

"Let's go back," Jin Chen said, then turned and stepped onto his chariot.

The old man driving the chariot channeled his True Essence, and with a sound of breaking air, the chariot transformed into a streak of light and shot into the clouds, soon disappearing from view.

After Jin Chen's departure, only the two from the Primal Beginning Sacred Land remained.

"Grandmaster-Uncle…"

The Sacred Son of Primal Beginning's face was ashen, his aura in disarray. He looked down with shame and said in a low voice, "Disciple… has disappointed you, Grandmaster-Uncle."

Originally, his Protector had been a Sacred Lord-level elder.

But after the Prodigy Leaderboard was released, the Primal Beginning Sacred Land saw their Sacred Son's potential. To be ranked twenty-fourth, as long as he did not fall, a position as a Great Saint in the future was all but guaranteed.

Because of this, the Primal Beginning Sacred Land had directly replaced the Sacred Lord-level elder with a Grand Elder, a Saint, to protect their junior personally.

Thinking of how much the Sacred Land valued him, the shame in the Sacred Son's heart deepened.

"Do not be discouraged."

The middle-aged man glanced in the direction Jin Chen had departed and said faintly, "The Golden-Winged Peng clan has a deep heritage and an unparalleled bloodline. Even the Master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets believed he was worthy of seventeenth place on the Demon Prodigy Leaderboard."

"He surely has his extraordinary qualities."

"You lost this time. You can win it back next time."

"Disciple will follow Grandmaster-Uncle's teachings."

The Sacred Son of Primal Beginning's mouth was filled with bitterness.

He had already given his all, yet he had still been unable to defeat his opponent. To be honest, he had no confidence that he could win their next encounter. After all, while he would grow stronger, Jin Chen would surely not be standing still.

"You think you cannot win it back?"

The man seemed to see through the Sacred Son's thoughts. He spoke again, "Do not forget, the events of today have already spread. In a moment, the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets may very well update the Prodigy Leaderboard!"

He was not wrong. In fact, the moment he had stepped forward and admitted defeat, the Prodigy Leaderboard had already been updated. On the latest list, after the information for both the Sacred Son of Primal Beginning and Jin Chen, this battle record had been added.

The only difference was, one had lost, and one had won.

"I…"

The Sacred Son of Primal Beginning was speechless.

Was this battle record going to follow him for the rest of his life?

Right now, the Prodigy Leaderboard had spread throughout the entire human race and was continuing to spread across the world at an astonishing speed. Soon, everyone would have a copy. Everyone would praise the might of the Young Lord of the Golden-Winged Peng.

And he would have become his opponent's stepping stone.

"The only way to wash away the shame of your defeat is to win next time."

The middle-aged man's voice was heavy with meaning. "Have you forgotten your purpose in coming to Great Desolate City?"

"Disciple dares not forget!" the Sacred Son of Primal Beginning said respectfully.

The main reason he had come to Great Desolate City today was to ask the Master of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets if there was a way for him to advance further. In the end, before he had even entered the Pavilion, he had gotten into a fight with Jin Chen and been severely injured.

"After your injuries have recovered, you will go to the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets."

The middle-aged man glanced toward Great Desolate City and said in a deep voice, "You carry the glory of the Primal Beginning Sacred Land on your shoulders. The next time you see the Young Lord of the Golden-Winged Peng, you must win! Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands!" the Sacred Son of Primal Beginning declared.

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