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Chapter 14: What Defines a Genius
Luo Yun's face was somewhat grim as he slowly shook his head, then turned his gaze toward Liu Qingfeng.
"Old Liu, do you know he's from Sin City?"
Liu Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged. "Where he comes from, what does it have to do with whether he is my student or not?"
"Moreover, according to the rules of Sin City, no matter how sinful one was before, once they leave, it's no longer held against them."
"Unless they commit murder again."
"As long as he doesn't make a mistake, he remains my student."
While speaking, Liu Qingfeng walked up to Yu Sheng and stood in front of him, shielding him with his body.
Yu Sheng, who had been very quiet, looked up somewhat bewildered at Liu Qingfeng's back, seemingly puzzled. After a long while, he silently lowered his head again.
Meanwhile, Du Xu, still lying on the ground, watched Yu Sheng with a gaze that carried a trace of indescribable nuance.
Seeing Liu Qingfeng's stance, Luo Yun scratched his head in slight irritation.
"Forget it, this has nothing to do with me."
"My enemies are demons, not humans."
Speaking in a dull tone, Luo Yun glanced at the gradually dimming night sky. "That's it for today's assessment. We'll continue tomorrow."
"The factory is huge, find anywhere you like to sleep."
"It’s been several years, how about a drink?"
With that, he put an arm around Liu Qingfeng's shoulders, looking somewhat expectant.
Liu Qingfeng shook his head. "My student is still here."
Luo Yun snickered and whispered something into Liu Qingfeng's ear, his eyebrows raising towards a corner where a surveillance camera was located.
But Liu Qingfeng didn't seem interested in continuing the conversation and turned to leave.
"Ah, Brother Liu is still as dull as ever."
"The silent type."
Teasing, Luo Yun returned to his SUV under everyone's gaze and drove off, leaving behind the stunned students.
Just like that, he left?
This is outside the city!
Away from the protection of the Security Bureau, Reserve Forces, and Mo Pavilion, who knows what might happen!
And he didn't even mention the assessment would continue into the next day.
As the sky darkened and the desolate surroundings became apparent, everyone's anxiety instantly heightened.
Fortunately, the teachers leading the group remained with them, guiding each school's students into the factory.
However, the factory seemed to have been idle for some years. The air was filled with a musty smell, and the walls were cracked and peeling.
Rust speckled some of the iron doors.
...
"What in the world is he up to!"
"I swear, if I ever team up with this guy again, I'm an idiot!"
Inside the monitoring room, two people were still groaning in misery.
The assessment was halfway through, and he had left?
And he had left them behind too?
If they had been assigned to some other remote city, they probably would have finished by now!
And...
What made them even more miserable was a teammate who was soundly asleep behind them.
The only consolation was that the assessment had at least revealed a few promising talents.
The first to come to mind was Xiao Zifeng, who always had a wild streak.
There was also Du Xu, known for his craziness.
But most importantly... there was Yu Sheng from Sin City.
Sin City, a place shrouded in mystery for most people, and Yu Sheng's decisive, ruthless actions had taken everyone by surprise.
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If the rules of this assessment had allowed for killing...
Du Xu might have been a corpse the moment he made his move.
This was no joke.
In no time, Yu Sheng had become the subject of their keen observation.
...
In a corner.
Zhao Zicheng looked at the dirty floor and ultimately decided against sitting down. Li Kai and Yang Ruoxin also remained standing.
However, Liu Qingfeng and Yu Sheng casually took their seats.
"Teacher, there's something I don't understand," Zhao Zicheng said, looking at Liu Qingfeng with a hint of respect and caution in his eyes.
Liu Qingfeng nodded, always more gentle when addressing his students: "Go ahead."
"The greater the talent, doesn't it mean the higher the future achievements?"
"Why doesn’t the Demon Exorcism Pavilion... ever look at our talents..."
Zhao Zicheng was puzzled.
He believed that his Five Stripes potential might not rank high in the grand scheme of things, but compared to those present, it was still considered superior.
The child-like skirmishes before an awakened were merely a joke.
Including Yu Sheng.
Although Yu Sheng currently dominated everyone present in strength, when everyone fully awakened and their eggs hatched, if Yu Sheng's awakened item turned out to be mediocre while theirs were exceptionally powerful, Yu Sheng would return to mediocrity within half a year.
And they would soar.
Therefore, to Zhao Zicheng, this seemed highly unreasonable.
Liu Qingfeng looked up, gazing intently at Zhao Zicheng, and slowly began to speak, "Do you think talent is important?"
"Indeed, talent is the most crucial factor for reaching the pinnacle."
"But geniuses are not scarce in this world."
"With such a vast population of humans, it's normal to have some geniuses emerge every year. If having talent meant standing at the pinnacle of this world, then humans would have subdued the demon race long ago."
Liu Qingfeng's words also caught the attention of students from other schools.
Everyone instinctively listened to Liu Qingfeng.
"I've seen countless geniuses."
"But what happened to them?"
"How many of them truly rose to prominence?"
"I've seen those who believe they are uniquely talented and superior, filled with arrogance, only to capsize in a ditch."
"I've seen the favored sons of prestigious schools who stepped onto Demon-Suppressing Pass, only to tremble with fear, not slaying a single enemy before being decapitated."
"I've also seen those who held themselves in high regard, immersed in luxury and pleasure, missing their prime cultivation period, and ultimately fading away."
Liu Qingfeng's voice was somewhat somber, his eyes filled with reminiscence.
Once, he too was a young man.
His talents were not exceptional.
He had personally witnessed some of the favored children of his era, praised by countless people. Some rose like the blazing sun, displaying invincible prowess.
Others... were like a joke, like canaries that never showed any edge of their own.
"The world never lacks geniuses."
"Mo Pavilion could easily pick out a handful, each with talents surpassing yours."
"But does that hold any value?"
"You haven't been to the four great passes of the human race, where human life is as cheap as dirt, even less valuable than a sip of water or a piece of bread."
"Survival doesn't depend on your talent, but on your temperament and your luck."
"Lesser talent doesn't mean you can't reach the pinnacle of this world."
"But a poor temperament is truly terrifying."
"Without a resolute determination to forge ahead, a calm mind in the face of adversity, and sufficient vigilance..."
"In the end, it's just a joke."