Talent?

Fang Yan's heart pounded furiously as he saw the so-called young master clasping his hand.

His eyes scanned everyone on the stage who had an envious look in their eyes as they focused their gaze on the young man.

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to Shi Yi in the VIP box, who had a smile on her face and her gaze fixed on the young man. He could even see the excitement in her eyes.

His teeth clenched while nails dug into his palm, his face became dour. A sudden sense of foreboding engulfed him, and he heard noises screaming inside his head, telling him that all of this achievement should've been his.

He was supposed to be the shining star. Everyone should have been paying attention to him. Shi Yi should have been happy for him. No one in the world can match his talent, so why were all these people focusing on someone who couldn't even hold a stick against him?

So what if Young Master Andy isn't from this world? Could he match his talent? Could he come close to his potential?

Unable to ignore this unfairness, he lost control of his emotions and let out a hoarse yell. It was so loud that it echoed throughout the mountains.

"WAIT!"

"What are you doing?" The scrawny man grabbed Fan Yan's hand as he hurriedly whispered. But it was too late, as every eye turned to Fang Yan's, while his gaze was fixed on Young Master Andy.

When that scrawny man saw this, his grip loosened, and he bowed his head to hide his face as he slowly backed away, vanishing into the crowd.

Everyone in the crowd drifted away from Fang Yan, who had become the center of attention for the whole gathering.

There was a deafening silence before a ruffling of dress broke the atmosphere as everyone's gaze shifted to the young man on stage, who just turned around.

"What is it?" Suddenly, the Grand Elder of Eternal Palace's stern voice echoed throughout the mountains, as his squinted eyes were fixed on the Young Man in white, who stood alone in the crowd.

Fang Yan's gaze shifted from Andy to The Grand Elder. He took a deep breath and clasped his hands as he said,

"Sorry for the interruption, but isn't it ridiculous to give anyone a great opportunity without even evaluating his talent? Isn't it unfair to someone more talented?"

"Who do you think y.?" Grand Elder's voice echoed again, but he came to a halt when he saw Andy gesturing for him to stop.

Grand Elder's lips pursed, but he eventually nodded, relenting to the young man's status.

Andy's attention was drawn back to Fang Yan, who was staring at him. His lips curled into a thin smile when he saw the man in front of him. He knew well that this asshole would definitely interrupt. While reading the book, he completely grasped Fang Yan's personality, which was that of an attention-seeking whore.

"Oh! So you believe it was unfair to you?" Andy's mellow voice echoed as everyone's attention was drawn to him, and his gaze was fixed on Young Man in front of him.

Fang Yan's lips pursed, but he confidently nodded his head, his gaze fixed on this so-called Young Master, "Yes, it is unfair to me."

When Andy heard those words, he nodded, "Okay, so what was your name again?"

"Fang Yan," Fang Yan's proud voice echoed throughout the mountain, while his eyes took a quick glance at the woman of her dreams, but his heart ached to see a scornful look on her face directed at him.

Andy gave a nod. "So, Fang Yan, don't you think life is unfair? This is a world in which the strong survive while the weak die. Did you see any fairness when a weak man suffered at the hands of a strong?"

Fang Yan averted his gaze as the image of his Old Man flashed through his mind. His teeth clenched as he moved his head for a nod, but he whiffed his head and said, "But what if I'm more talented than you?"

Andy fell silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on Fang Yan, his eyes peering slightly.

When Fang Yan saw that Young Master Andy could not answer his question, his lift curled upwards, but then he heard a calm voice.

"Fine, let's assume what you said is true. What do you want me to do?"

It stunned Fang Yan for a moment, but he quickly responded, "If I am more talented than you, you should leave this world forever?"

His face lit up with a smile, as he was confident in his abilities. His attention shifted to Shi Yi, who had furrowed brows and a concerned expression on her face. However, a soft voice reached his ears once more.

"But what if I am?" What are you going to do?"

His gaze shifted to Andy, who had a slight smile on his face. Unconsciously, a voice escaped his lips.

"It's impossible,"

Andy's brows arched, but he smiled and said,

"Oh! Maybe, but what if I am? What are you going to do?"

When he heard those words, Fang Yan fell silent, his lips pursed as he said,

"I will do whatever you say,"

Andy's face lit up as he heard those words. He clapped his hands and said, "Fine, come on stage."

While all of this was going on, everyone's attention was drawn to two men who were deciding their future based on their talents.

Fang Yan, who dared to speak with Andy, intrigued everyone.

They were even more impressed with Andy, who, despite having come from the higher world, calmly resolved the issue, unlike those arrogant Young Masters.

Fang Yan hesitated before proceeding to the stage, while Andy turned around to face the people on stage who were staring at him.

"I apologize for the inconvenience, but do you have anything that can assess an individual's talent?" Even though he knew one rock at the stage's base was the Talent Measuring Stone, he still asked.

When they heard the question, every elder's face changed, and they looked at each other as if communicating something. After a while, the Elder of the Profound Blossom sect spoke up.

"We have a Talent Measuring Stone and an Age Measuring Stone," she clarified, pointing to the rocks.

"The Age Measuring Stone determines your bone age, whereas the Talent Measuring Stone determines your talent based on the colors. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet are the primary colors. While Red is the worst talent, Violet is a once-in-a-lifetime talent."

Andy nodded when he heard those words as he asked, "Thank you, but how should I use it?"

The elder from Profound Blossom Sect smiled as she said, "Just place your hands on it."

The calmness of this young man really impressed her. If she were a few years younger, she could have pursued him openly.

Andy smiled and turned to see Fang Yan standing nearby. As he approached the stone, he nodded and gestured to walk towards it.

Fang noticed the gesture and moved slowly towards the stone. When he saw the calm expression of the young man in front of him, his heartbeat sped up and an ominous feeling rose in his heart. But when he remembered the words of the supreme saint, he threw the thoughts away.

Everyone who saw this scene was astounded when they saw two young men standing in front of the stone.

One wore a white robe, his black hair was tied back, and his deep black eyes drew everyone's attention. On the other hand, a young man in black robes with his Whitish Silvery Hair drooped down to his waist, while his black mask created a mysterious aura around him. Both of them resembled men from other worlds.

Andy examined the first stone, which had numbers engraved on it. It was the stone used to determine the age of a person. "You First," he said, turning around to face Fang Yan.

Fang Yan placed his hand on the stone and nodded. After a while, a light appeared and moved upward until it stopped at the number eighteen.

Fang Yan's gaze was fixed on the number as he removed his hand and motioned for Andy to continue.

Andy nodded and placed his hand on the hand. When he placed his hand, he felt something enter his body and roam throughout it, and it returned to the stone. The white light suddenly glowed and came to a halt at seventeen and a half.

While he nodded when he saw the numbers, everyone else at the venue was flabbergasted. They'd heard Young Master Andy was the Core Formation Realm Master, but nobody thought he'd be this young. When they imagined the level of talent he would have, their hearts sped up.

After a while, Andy motioned to Fang Yan to assess his talent. Just as he was about to place his hand on the stone, one elder said."Just pour your energy into the stone,"

Fang Yan pursed his lips but nodded as he placed his hand on the stone. As he poured the energy into the stone, his heartbeat sped up. The color of the stone gradually changed. It started out red, then orange, then yellow, then green.

When the color of the glow changed, everyone's heartbeat sped up. Fang Yan's gaze was fixed on the stone, which was now glowing with Indigo. Suddenly, a smirk appeared on his face as the glow abruptly changed and a violet hue spread across the stage.

Everyone on the stage was sweating profusely. They were witnessing something extraordinary. A violet-level talent hasn't appeared on this continent in thousands of years. Everyone on the stage was sprinting their thoughts as they peered at the young man in white.

Many people's eyes filled with doubt and pity as they looked at Young Master Andy. Fang Yan smiled as he gestured for Andy to take his turn. But he was caught off guard to notice that the man in front of him has an indifferent expression on his face.

Andy poured energy into the stone as he placed his hand on it. He was surprised to discover that the stone was sucking his energy, but he still nodded as he poured more energy into it.

The Stone glowed as Color changed from Red to Orange to yellow to Green to Blue to indigo. But it seemed to stop at indigo.

Many people shook their heads, while others pitied Andy. Even the elders were disappointed; they had hoped to witness a miracle today.

As Andy was gazing at the stone, he heard a proud voice, "I told you, I am more talented."

Andy was taken aback for a moment when he heard those words. He turned his head to see that Fang Yan was looking in one direction. He shifted his gaze to see that Shi Yi was glaring at Fang Yan with an indescribable gaze in her eyes.

His lips curled into a smile as he said, "Is it?"

Suddenly, the glow of the stone changed from Indigo to Bright Violet.

Fang Yan, who was staring at Shi Yi, had a bad feeling when he noticed everyone's surprised expression.

He spun his face. His heartbeat sped up as he stumbled backward when he noticed the Stone shining brightly in Violet Light.

His attention was drawn to the Young Man in front of him, who had a slight smile on his face, but his next words pulled his soul out.

"You were saying something?"

Everyone on the stage dropped their jaws as a sound of crack resounded throughout the mountains and the stone turned from bright violet to midnight black.