The Supreme Eternal Prime God : 1000x System From Beginning

Chapter 19 – The World Begins to Notice

The moment Xiao Lin stepped off the battlefield, a wave of silence followed him, a hush that stretched across the massive courtyard where hundreds of disciples had gathered to watch the first round of the Outer Court Selection Tournament, their expressions frozen in disbelief, their eyes wide with something between admiration and fear, their bodies still tense as if expecting some unseen force to strike them down should they even breathe too loudly in his presence.

No one spoke.

No one moved.

Because what they had just witnessed should not have been possible.

A battle of ten contestants, a chaotic skirmish meant to test the limits of their strength, a fight where alliances, tactics, and endurance determined survival—had ended in mere moments, with one man standing untouched, undefeated, and completely unchallenged.

And now, as he walked past them, his golden-flecked eyes calm, unbothered, utterly indifferent, they felt it.

The weight of his presence.

The suffocating realization that he was no longer an Outer Court disciple.

He was something far, far greater.

Seated within the private pavilion reserved for the top-ranking Outer Court disciples, a small group of cultivators watched Xiao Lin’s retreating figure with unreadable expressions, their gazes flickering between carefully controlled neutrality and poorly hidden anxiety.

At the head of the group sat Huang Xue, the second-ranked disciple of the Outer Court, his fingers drumming lightly against the armrest of his chair, his sharp eyes narrowed in contemplation as he replayed every moment of the battle in his mind.

The way Xiao Lin had moved.

The way he had dismantled his enemies.

The way he had not simply fought—but dominated.

A long silence stretched between them before one of the seated disciples finally spoke, his voice tight with unease.

"This… this isn’t normal."

Another disciple, his jaw clenched, nodded stiffly. "I don’t care what kind of training he’s gone through—no one should be able to fight like that at only the Sixth Level of Qi Gathering Realm. Not against opponents who were at higher cultivation levels, not with that much ease."

A third, more skeptical voice scoffed. "Maybe he was hiding his strength this whole time."

Huang Xue let out a quiet chuckle at that, shaking his head. "If he was hiding his strength, then that only makes him even more terrifying."

The words sent a shiver through the others.

Because if this was only the beginning, then what would happen when he truly unleashed himself?

But while the gathered disciples whispered in anxious tones, debating amongst themselves, one figure remained silent.

Zhan Kanzi.

Unlike the others, he had not spoken since the tournament had begun.

He had simply sat there, watching.

Waiting.

And now, as his dark eyes followed Xiao Lin’s form disappearing beyond the edge of the arena, his lips curled into a small, unreadable smirk.

"Let him climb," he murmured, more to himself than anyone else.

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Zhan Kanzi exhaled, tilting his head slightly. "I want to see how high he can go."

A pause.

Then—his smirk widened.

"Before I break him again."

Deep within the secluded gardens of the Inner Court

Su Luo.

She had not gone to watch Xiao Lin’s battle.

She had not needed to.

She already knew exactly what had happened.

She could feel it in the whispers that carried through the academy.

She could see it in the way disciples moved, their steps more cautious, their voices quieter, their eyes flickering toward the tournament grounds with something dangerously close to awe.

She could hear it in the way his name had changed.

No longer spoken with mockery.

No longer dismissed as a passing anomaly.

But spoken with reverence.

With fear.

Because the man they had once called a cripple was no longer the same.

And that thought left a strange, unfamiliar weight pressing against her chest.

She had always believed in him.

Even when the world turned against him.

Even when the academy abandoned him.

Even when his own family cast him aside.

She had never once doubted that he would rise again.

But now, as she stood there, listening to the quiet murmurs, feeling the weight of his growing legend settle over the academy like an approaching storm—

She wondered if she had ever truly known the man he would become.

Xiao Lin arrived at his training courtyard, stepping into the familiar silence of the ancient stone pathways, his breath steady, his body relaxed, his mind already focused on the next stage of the tournament—the one-on-one duels.

The first round had been nothing more than a test.

A way to gauge the insects scurrying beneath him.

But now, with only the strongest remaining, the real battles would begin.

And he had no intention of simply winning.

No—he would break them all.

Slowly, deliberately, he sat beneath the towering training pillars, closing his eyes, his Qi flowing smoothly through his veins as he began refining his strength once more.

There was still more to be done.

More power to claim.

And the Inner Court?

It was no longer his goal.

It was merely another stepping stone.

Far above the Outer Court, deep within the highest chambers of Azure Dragon Academy’s main hall, a single figure stood alone before a vast, ancient window, his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze locked onto the distant battlefield below.

He had been watching.

From the very beginning, he had been watching.

And now, as the whispers of Xiao Lin’s strength spread like wildfire, as the name that had once been forgotten was now etched into the minds of every disciple within the academy, the corners of his lips curled ever so slightly.

"Interesting," he murmured.

A pause.

Then—

"Perhaps it is time I met him myself."

The light from the window cast long shadows across the room.

And in that moment, as the world began to shift, as the heavens themselves seemed to stir—

Xiao Lin’s path to power had only just begun.