Chapter 9: I Am the Once-in-a-Millennium Prodigy

“The Hall of Talents.”

Lin Fan stood under the signboard of the hall, unable to recover from his shock for a long time.

This name…

It was so imposing.

It perfectly reflected the superiority of a genius like himself. It seemed that no matter where he went, talents would always be in high demand.

“Brother, let’s go inside quickly,” said Ni Mingyang, whose tone toward Lin Fan was friendly, without any sense of urgency.

But he had no choice but to be nice—Ni Mingyang still felt sore in his most sensitive area.

His junior brother had struck in a sneaky and underhanded way. He definitely needed to report this to Senior Brother Meng.

“Okay… okay,” Lin Fan finally responded with a nod, following Ni Mingyang as they stepped inside.

As they walked, Lin Fan noticed that the Saint and Devil Sect was indeed a great sect. The area was so vast that it almost felt like a maze.

“Outer disciple Ni Mingyang is here to recommend a talent for an audience with Elder Li,” Ni Mingyang said respectfully while standing outside the hall.

“I know…” A deep, eerie voice echoed from the pitch-black hall. The sound was terrifying and chilling.

Even Lin Fan, who feared neither heaven nor earth, couldn’t help but shiver involuntarily.

“Senior Brother, why does Elder Li sound so creepy?” Lin Fan whispered cautiously.

“Shh, watch your words, junior brother. Remember, when you see Elder Li later, don’t panic, understand?” Ni Mingyang suddenly recalled something and regretted not telling Lin Fan earlier. But now that they were already at the hall’s entrance, he couldn’t explain in detail.

“Panic? What panic?” Lin Fan was puzzled, frowning. Was this Elder Li some kind of man-eating tiger?

But even so, Lin Fan wasn’t afraid. If it came to that, he could always use the “Monkey Steals the Peach” technique.

“Shh, be quiet. Elder Li is coming,” Ni Mingyang’s expression changed suddenly as he stood respectfully in place.

Lin Fan stole a glance at the figure emerging from the darkness ahead.

Clad in black robes, the figure was quite tall and imposing.

“Uh…”

At that moment, a ray of sunlight illuminated Elder Li’s face. Lin Fan’s expression changed abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief—and a hint of fear.

This… this…

How could a person look like this?

Half human face, half skull, with the faint pulsing of his exposed brain clearly visible.

It was terrifying—absolutely terrifying.

Remembering Ni Mingyang’s warning, Lin Fan quickly lowered his head and stopped staring at Elder Li.

Even with his usual composure, Lin Fan had never seen anything like this before.

If Ni Mingyang hadn’t warned him beforehand, he would have screamed, “Ghost!”

“Elder Li, this is Lin Fan. He has reached an extremely high level in the “Titan Grade Devil Body” technique and can withstand my full-power strike at the late eighth Foundation stage,” Ni Mingyang introduced carefully.

“The Hall of Talents” was the foundation of the Saint and Devil Sect, where countless extraordinary disciples were registered. The sect would then heavily invest resources into their development.

When the Hall was first established, the sect placed great importance on talented disciples. But as time passed and more and more talents emerged, the sect’s resources could no longer be endlessly supplied. Therefore, although the Hall still provided many resources today, it no longer offered the same level of fervent support as before.

“Oh? This is interesting—I should take a look,” Elder Li said, showing a flicker of interest.

Lin Fan stood there, his frail body suddenly trembling.

Oh my god.

Don’t stand this close to me, please.

Lin Fan lifted his head slightly, and the moment his eyes met Elder Li’s, he saw the green flames flickering in the elder’s sockets and the half-skull face.

“Scared of my face?” Elder Li chuckled, looking at this new disciple. Although Lin Fan’s expression wasn’t particularly respectful, Elder Li wasn’t angry.

“N-no…” Of course not! Telling the truth at this moment would be sheer stupidity.

But Elder Li’s face was genuinely terrifying to look at.

“The ignorant are blameless. In the future, you’ll meet people even more terrifying than me,” Elder Li said with self-deprecating humor, then placed a hand on Lin Fan’s shoulder.

Instantly, Lin Fan felt a current of energy flowing through his body, as if probing something inside him.

Lin Fan was almost in tears.

Damn it, being inspected twice in one day! You won’t get my sacred treasure!

But an even more terrifying thing happened.

The green flames in Elder Li’s eyes, which had previously been calm, suddenly flared up, glowing even brighter and staring at Lin Fan so intensely that his skin crawled.

Heaven above, what kind of person is this? Why is his gaze so embarrassing?

Penetrating—that was the only word to describe those eyes.

“Genius…” Elder Li gripped Lin Fan tightly, his expression suddenly ecstatic.

“A peerless genius!”

“He actually reached such a level in the “Titan Grade Devil Body”—a rare prodigy unseen for ten thousand years…”

Ni Mingyang, who had been standing respectfully all this time, had been wondering why Elder Li was speaking so much today. When he heard the first sentence from Elder Li, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Of course his junior brother was a genius—that’s why he recommended him here.

But when he heard the rest, Ni Mingyang was stunned.

A peerless genius?

A once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy?

Lin Fan, who had been somewhat nervous before, opened his eyes wide in shock upon hearing Elder Li’s words.

“Haha…”

“Genius…”

“A peerless genius!”

“A once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy!”

“Elder Li, someone like me, a once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy, surely deserves the full protection of the entire sect, right? Shouldn’t I become a direct disciple of the Sect Leader, personally trained by him?” Lin Fan was delighted at the Saint and Devil Sect’s appreciation for talents.

Someone like me, a once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy, would surely be treated like a treasure, wouldn’t I?

With the sect’s top-tier resources combined with my own system, how far could it be until I become a god and conquer everything?

Haha…

As he thought, Lin Fan was delighted. He never expected this world to value him so highly. Heaven had been kind to him indeed.

But at that moment, Elder Li, who had been so excited, suddenly calmed down.

“Alright, very good. Come and collect your basic supplies for an outer disciple. Ni Mingyang, here is the reward for recommending a talent. Then take this new junior brother to his assigned residence and explain the sect’s rules to him,” Elder Li said calmly.

“Yes, Elder Li,” Ni Mingyang respectfully accepted the reward and nodded.

“Eh…” At that moment, it felt as if a bucket of icy water had been poured over Lin Fan from head to toe, instantly sobering him up.

“Elder Li, I’m a once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy, and this is all the treatment I get?” Lin Fan was helpless. Had the elder’s earlier excitement all been an act?

He had already mentally prepared himself to meet the Sect Leader. How could things turn out like this?

“A mountain ten thousand feet high starts from the ground. Take one step at a time. Don’t rush.”

With those words, Elder Li’s figure gradually disappeared into the dark hall.

What the hell…

Lin Fan was utterly helpless. This rhythm was completely off.

In novels, peerless geniuses were either killed or treated like treasures.

Why was someone like me, a once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy, treated like this?

Heaven and Earth, give me an explanation!