novelraw Chapter 204 — Monsters of the New Generation
Chapter 204 — Monsters of the New Generation
Xu Wen slowly exhaled while looking toward the final two disciples standing before the Heaven Measuring Monument.
The atmosphere across the training grounds had already changed completely.
Earlier, the administrators had arrived expecting an evaluation.
Now, every single one of them stood focused on the remaining disciples with genuine tension in their eyes.
Because the force values displayed so far had already exceeded normal standards by an absurd margin.
And yet—
The strongest two had not moved yet.
Xu Wen adjusted the scroll in his hand before speaking calmly.
"...Next."
The moment the word fell—
Luo Chen stepped forward.
A wide grin spread across his face immediately, sharp and confident in a way completely different from Xiao Rui’s chaotic nonsense. He stretched his shoulders lazily while walking toward the monument, dark blue spiritual energy already flickering faintly around his body like currents flowing beneath deep ocean water.
The disciples instantly straightened.
Because everyone inside the sect knew one thing very clearly.
If Wang Tian represented overwhelming force—
Then Luo Chen represented destruction sharpened into instinct.
Near the disciple rows, Su Quan raised one hand calmly.
"Don’t hold back."
Luo Chen looked toward her and laughed loudly.
"When have I ever held back?"
"That," Muo Qian muttered nearby, "is the problem."
Even Xu Wen narrowed his eyes slightly while observing him.
Compared to the previous disciples, Luo Chen carried a far more dangerous atmosphere.
Not unstable.
Not reckless.
But aggressive in a way that made people instinctively cautious.
Luo Chen eventually stopped before the monument and rolled his neck once before planting one foot firmly against the stone floor.
Dark blue spiritual energy erupted outward instantly.
BOOM.
Four deep purple spirit rings manifested behind him while dense blue qi spiraled violently around his arm. Unlike Muo Qian’s compression or Lu Fang’s elegant refinement, Luo Chen’s spiritual energy moved like crashing tides smashing directly against the surroundings.
The ground beneath his feet cracked instantly.
Several nearby disciples stepped backward from the pressure alone.
Wang Tian stood near the front rows with both arms folded, a massive grin stretched across his face.
"That’s it."
His eyes gleamed brightly.
"Break it."
Luo Chen laughed again.
Then—
He struck.
BAAAAAAAAAANG!
The entire training ground trembled violently.
A terrifying shockwave erupted from the Heaven Measuring Monument as compressed spiritual force exploded outward in every direction. Dust burst upward from the stone floor while nearby disciples immediately raised their sleeves to shield their faces against the pressure wave.
Even the surrounding formation arrays flickered heavily.
The monument shook hard enough to produce a deep metallic resonance throughout the mountain.
Then—
The number appeared.
35,000
The world became silent.
Not shocked silence.
Dangerous silence.
Several administrators physically froze.
One slowly lowered his recording scroll like his arm had forgotten how to function properly.
Xu Wen stared at the number without blinking.
"...Impossible."
A Nascent Soul Fourth Level disciple should not possess force output at this level.
Not even close.
King Tian Long’s expression turned completely serious now.
Because this result no longer represented talent.
It represented abnormality.
Meanwhile—
Luo Chen stared at the number for exactly one second.
Then grinned proudly.
"Hah!"
He pointed directly toward Wang Tian.
"Did you see that you shi—"
Suddenly—
A hand grabbed his shoulder.
Before Luo Chen even reacted, Wang Tian casually swung him backward and tossed him several meters away like a sack of potatoes.
"Shut your mouth, Luo Chen."
"YOU THREW ME!"
"You were about to say something embarrassing."
"I SAY EMBARRASSING THINGS WITH PRIDE!"
Several disciples immediately nodded.
"...That’s true."
Even Xu Wen looked momentarily stunned by the sheer nonsense happening directly after a force value that could terrify entire sects.
Luo Chen climbed back up while dusting his robes angrily.
"You so called Emperor."
Wang Tian ignored him completely.
Then—
He stepped forward.
And the atmosphere changed instantly.
No laughter.
No noise.
No unnecessary movement.
Wang Tian cracked his knuckles slowly before rolling his neck once.
CRACK.
CRACK.
A deep purple aura began spreading outward from his body in heavy waves, spiritual pressure thick enough to make the surrounding air visibly distort.
His purple pupils glowed sharply.
Spiritual energy leaked from his eyes themselves.
Not violently.
Naturally.
As though power could no longer remain contained within him properly.
Several disciples unconsciously stepped backward.
Even the administrators felt pressure settling onto their bodies.
Inside Wang Tian’s mind, however—
A different thought appeared.
...These toys again.
A faint smirk crossed his face.
I used to see things like this everywhere in my previous life.
The Heaven Measuring Monument before him suddenly felt far less impressive.
Then Wang Tian slowly raised his fist.
Purple spiritual energy exploded upward around him like rising flames.
The pressure across the training grounds increased instantly.
Several younger disciples nearly lost balance.
Then—
Wang Tian grinned.
Wildly.
A dangerous kind of excitement burned inside his purple eyes as spiritual energy rolled off his body in heavy waves, distorting the air around him. The stone beneath his feet trembled faintly from pressure alone.
He slowly raised one fist.
"Now..."
His voice echoed across the training grounds.
"...I’ll show you what true power looks like."
And then—
He punched.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
The explosion no longer sounded like a physical impact.
It sounded like detonation.
The Heaven Measuring Monument shook violently as cracks burst across the stone floor beneath it, spreading outward in jagged lines across the entire arena. A monstrous shockwave erupted from the point of impact hard enough to force even the elders’ robes backward while the surrounding formation arrays flashed wildly trying to stabilize the overwhelming pressure flooding the training grounds.
Several younger disciples were pushed backward despite defending themselves.
The mountain wind itself scattered.
Purple spiritual energy surged into the sky like a storm breaking free of restraint.
Then—
The number appeared.
38,000
Silence.
Complete silence.
Nobody spoke.
Nobody moved.
The administrators stared at the glowing number above the monument with expressions that no longer resembled shock.
This was beyond shock.
This was disbelief.
A Nascent Soul disciple had just displayed force output approaching Spirit Lord standards.
One administrator’s hand trembled slightly while holding his recording brush.
Another looked at Wang Tian like he was witnessing a monster wearing human skin.
Xu Wen’s fingers tightened unconsciously around the scroll in his hand.
His voice came out low.
"...What kind of sect have we walked into...?"
Nearby, Luo Chen clicked his tongue loudly before clenching his fist in frustration.
"...Crazy bastard beat me again."
Meanwhile, Wang Tian turned around slowly toward the disciple rows before spreading both arms wide open like a victorious emperor accepting worship from the heavens themselves.
The grin on his face looked completely unbearable.
"Tremble before greatness!"
Several disciples immediately shouted back.
"SHAMELESS!"
"You practiced that pose beforehand!"
"Senior Brother Wang Tian is farming aura again!"
Luo Chen looked disgusted.
"...I regret cheering for you earlier."
Wang Tian pointed at himself proudly.
"And yet history will remember me."
"It will remember you as mentally unstable."
"That still counts."
Even King Tian Long failed to suppress his laughter this time.
Near the elders, Shaurya slowly rubbed the side of his forehead while watching Wang Tian and Luo Chen emotionally terrorize the entire sect with complete confidence.
A deep sigh escaped him.
"...Yeah."
His expression turned complicated.
"I definitely taught these idiots too much aura farming."
A brief pause.
Then he folded his arms seriously.
"...I should reduce the aura farming classes."
A golden system window instantly popped up before him.
[I have been telling you this for a long time.]
Shaurya stared silently at the floating panel for a second.
Then his eyes narrowed.
"...You know what?"
The system suddenly felt danger.
[Host—]
"If even you’re complaining now..."
Shaurya nodded to himself thoughtfully.
"...then clearly the training isn’t enough."
The system window froze.
Completely.
"...I’ll increase the timing."
Silence.
The system had no response.
It was speechless.
Nearby, Lin Shu slowly covered her face.
"...There’s no saving this sect anymore."
Elder Liya sighed deeply beside her.
"Tsch."
Her gaze moved toward Wang Tian dramatically spreading his arms beneath the sky while Luo Chen argued beside him like the two had just conquered the continent itself.
"...My brother becomes more arrogant every day."
Meanwhile, the administrators remained completely silent while staring toward the five disciples standing before the monument.
Five young cultivators.
Five monsters.
And every single force value had shattered common cultivation logic more thoroughly than the last.
Xu Wen slowly lifted his gaze toward Shaurya.
For the first time since arriving at the Sanatan Flame Sect—
The exhaustion in his expression disappeared completely.
What remained instead—
Was seriousness.
Real seriousness.
Because he finally understood something important.
The Sanatan Flame Sect was not simply a rising sect.
It was the beginning of something dangerous.
The training grounds remained silent long after Wang Tian’s result settled above the Heaven Measuring Monument.
38,000
The glowing numbers reflected across the stunned faces of the administrators while the pressure from Wang Tian’s attack still lingered faintly in the air.
Several younger disciples looked completely energized now.
Others looked traumatized.
One outer disciple stared at Wang Tian like his worldview had just collapsed.
"...Wang Tian is actually terrifying."
"Actually?" another whispered back. "What part of him looked safe before this?"
Meanwhile, Wang Tian still stood proudly near the monument with both arms folded across his chest, his purple aura slowly fading around him while spiritual energy crackled faintly near his eyes.
Completely satisfied with himself.
Luo Chen clicked his tongue loudly from nearby.
"You’re lucky."
Wang Tian smirked immediately.
"Luck implies you had a chance."
"...Say that again."
"I said—"
Before another argument could start, Xu Wen stepped forward.
"Enough."
His voice was not loud.
Yet the entire training ground fell silent instantly.
Not because of pressure.
Not because of authority alone.
But because everyone could hear the seriousness beneath his tone now.
The amusement from earlier had faded completely.
Xu Wen slowly turned toward the Heaven Measuring Monument once more while several administrators hurriedly rechecked their recording scrolls for what was probably the fifth time since the evaluation began.
One administrator finally spoke carefully.
"...Administrator Xu Wen."
For the first time today—
His voice carried uncertainty.
"The disciples alone already exceed Level Nine Sect combat standards."
Another administrator nodded immediately while staring at the glowing force values still lingering across the monument.
"And not barely."
"These numbers are abnormal."
"No..." another corrected quietly while looking toward Wang Tian and Luo Chen.
"...This entire sect is abnormal."
Silence followed.
Xu Wen did not respond immediately.
His eyes moved slowly across the disciples standing beneath the orange sect banner.
Nascent Soul disciples.
Young cultivators producing force values rivaling veteran experts.
Perfect foundations.
Stable spiritual control.
No wasted aura.
No weak links.
None of it aligned with reality.
None of it should have existed inside a newly established sect from a lower kingdom.
Then—
His gaze slowly lifted toward the elders standing at the front rows.
Elder Jian Fan stood with his arms folded calmly, his expression unchanged from beginning to end.
Elder Wan still carried his relaxed smile as though the disciples shattering common cultivation standards was perfectly normal.
Elder Liya looked more tired than shocked, like she had already grown used to this level of nonsense long ago.
Even Elder Wu remained completely composed.
Not one of them looked surprised.
Not one.
And that—
That disturbed Xu Wen more than the force values themselves.
Because if disciples of this level already existed...
Then what kind of monsters had trained them?
Xu Wen slowly turned his head.
Toward Shaurya.
The young sect master still stood there casually with both hands resting inside the pockets of his black coat, looking completely relaxed beneath the countless stunned gazes around him.
Like this outcome had been expected from the very beginning.
Xu Wen studied him carefully for several long seconds.
Then finally spoke.
"...Sect Master Shaurya."
Shaurya looked toward him casually.
"Hm?"
Xu Wen’s brows furrowed slightly.
"Do you understand what these numbers represent?"
Shaurya tilted his head slightly.
"Strong punches?"
Several administrators physically looked exhausted hearing that answer.
King Tian Long immediately covered his mouth to suppress his laugh.
Xu Wen closed his eyes briefly.
Then exhaled slowly.
"These disciples should not exist within a sect of this level."
His gaze sharpened.
"Several of them already possess combat standards capable of rivaling elite disciples from major Level Eight sects."
A pause.
Then—
"And your disciples are still young."
The atmosphere around the administrators grew heavier.
Because that was the truly frightening part.
Potential. Growth. Time.
Xu Wen lowered the scroll in his hand slightly.
"...If this continues for several more years..."
He stopped there.
Because he already knew the conclusion.
This sect would become a problem for the balance of the entire region.
Shaurya, meanwhile, simply smiled faintly.
"They worked hard for it."
No arrogance.
No boasting.
Just simple pride.
And somehow—
That answer unsettled Xu Wen even more.
Because the disciples of the Sanatan Flame Sect did not look like tools.
They looked loyal.
Connected.
Like they genuinely trusted the man standing before them.
That kind of sect was the hardest kind to deal with.
Xu Wen finally shifted his gaze away from Shaurya and looked back toward the elders standing at the front rows.
His expression became serious once more.
"...Proceed with Elder Evaluation."
The atmosphere shifted instantly.
Several disciples straightened excitedly.
Even Wang Tian’s eyes lit up again.
"Oh this is gonna be good."
Luo Chen immediately grinned beside him.
"Finally."
Nearby, Xiao Rui whispered toward Sheng Lu dramatically:
"...We may witness murder today."
Sheng Lu nodded seriously.
"Emotional murder."
At the front of the formation, Elder Wan sighed softly.
"...Why do I suddenly feel targeted?"
Elder Jian Fan folded his arms calmly.
"Because they are all idiots."
"That’s fair."
Meanwhile, the administrators quickly began recalibrating the monument formations. Several additional spirit cores were placed around the arena while silver inscriptions spread further across the ground beneath the monument.
One administrator wiped sweat from his forehead nervously.
"...Please survive."
Another muttered back quietly.
"I’m speaking to the monument."
But Xu Wen did not laugh.
Because his instincts were already warning him.
The disciple evaluations alone had shattered common standards.
The elder evaluations...
would be significantly worse.
Shaurya stood quietly near the front while watching the preparations with both hands resting casually inside his pockets.
Completely relaxed.
Like he already knew exactly what was about to happen.
Xu Wen noticed that expression immediately.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"...Sect Master Shaurya."
Shaurya looked toward him.
"Hm?"
Xu Wen studied him carefully for a moment before asking slowly:
"...Exactly how strong are your elders?"
A small smile appeared on Shaurya’s face.
Not arrogant.
Not mocking.
Just confident.
"You’re about to find out."
The formation beneath the monument activated completely.
Silver light surged upward.
The pressure across the mountain intensified once more.
To Be Continued.....