Everywhere he went was a scene of joy and harmony, filled with endless laughter and cheerful voices. The prodigies from the more distant Cave Heavens and Blessed Lands flashed looks of disdain, but deep within their pupils lay a hidden anticipation and fear.
Why hasn't he come over yet? When will it be my turn? I'm so young, so handsome, and so talented. There's no reason for them to praise everyone but me. Wouldn't that make me look bad?
For a moment, Wang Xiu seemed to become the star of the entire venue, capturing everyone's attention.
Just then, the once-clear sky, which had not a cloud in sight, suddenly became overcast with dark clouds. Thunder crackled from the void as thick columns of purple lightning poured down from the heavens like solid streams of light, striking within Vermilion Bird City. The prodigies from the various Cave Heavens and Blessed Lands were taken aback, quickly scattering to avoid being hit by the astonishingly powerful thunder.
