Liu Huangshu was completely baffled by Ye Junlin’s attitude—he had never met such a weird person in his life.
“Even though I don’t have 200 levels of Mental Power, I can still use a little trick to detect how much Mental Power others have.”
“Do you want to give it a try?”
Liu Huangshu was determined to make this lofty guy face reality.
Mental Power was incredibly difficult to cultivate!
Each level of difference was, exaggeratingly speaking, like a chasm!
According to the standards for a Spiritual Formation Master, it ranged from level ten to twenty.
But Liu Huangshu estimated that Ye Junlin barely reached level ten; he could only manage the pinnacle level of a Spiritual Formation Master, which was still far from the threshold of a Ground Formation Master!
His view stemmed from the obvious fact that Ye Junlin had no clue about cultivating Mental Power; his knowledge in that area was nearly blank, so having such a weakness was only normal.
“Even a True Immortal who has attained enlightenment usually has around twenty levels of Mental Power. Not to mention, you’re not even an Immortal yet, so it can only be lower,” Liu Huangshu mused to himself.
“Alright, help me measure it.”
Ye Junlin nodded; it was the first time he heard that Mental Power had such grading, and he found it quite novel.
Since he had no concept of levels regarding the Mental Power in his mind, he wanted a rough way to gauge it.
Liu Huangshu brought his fingers together, raised them to his chest, and muttered some incantation. Then, with a sudden glare, he pointed at Ye Junlin’s forehead and shouted, “Open!”
In an instant, Ye Junlin felt a buzzing in his head—he sensed his sea of consciousness vibrating wildly, as if a massive door had swung open, allowing a glimpse at the contents within.
“Hmph, just as I expected, merely ten… huh?!”
Liu Huangshu initially thought that what he saw was the whole picture, only to discover there was more behind it.
It felt like mistakenly assuming a road had come to an end, only to turn a corner and find a wide avenue extending further.
Liu Huangshu continued to delve into the sea of consciousness, trying to see how much Mental Power Ye Junlin truly possessed. As he dug deeper, the vibrations in his heart increased.
“Fifteen, eighteen, twenty?! Wait, there’s more! Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three…”
Liu Huangshu’s eyelids twitched. This young man’s level of Mental Power had already far exceeded the basic threshold of a True Immortal, and it wasn’t even the limit; it showed signs of continuing upward.
“Stay calm, stay calm. Back in the day, I had thirty levels of Mental Power before becoming an Immortal. My talent was even better than his…” Liu Huangshu consoled himself, trying to find a reason to suppress Ye Junlin.
After all, reaching thirty levels of Mental Power is the basic value for ordinary Celestial Immortals. At that time, he wasn’t even an Immortal, yet cultivated his Mental Power to rival Celestial Immortals, proving how terrifying his natural talent was.
Thus, it was clear that Liu Huangshu was indeed the only Formation Master in the Kunlun Realm, a rare genius among all Immortal Emperors who reached two hundred levels of Mental Power!
So, he was filled with confidence, firmly believing that his talent was truly monstrous, and even the Four Absolutes of the Kunlun Realm, who ranked above Immortal Emperors in the past, would have to bow down.
No matter how impressive the future generations were, they couldn’t possibly surpass him!
Absolutely impossible!
Then, this notion was immediately overturned by the reality in front of him. Liu Huangshu suddenly felt like he got slapped in the face, his cheeks burning, his eyes wide as saucers.
Wait, how did this kid’s Mental Power reach thirty levels?!
No, it had already surpassed that!!!
“Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-five, forty, forty-three, forty-five!” Liu Huangshu felt dry in the mouth, his lips trembling uncontrollably, as his inner shock increased exponentially.
If thirty levels of Mental Power were the upper limit for Celestial Immortals, then reaching forty-five levels meant achieving the level of a Profound Immortal.
This guy hasn’t even become an Immortal, yet his Mental Power has already reached the level of a Profound Immortal?!
What kind of freak is this?!!
In the next moment, Liu Huangshu’s pupils trembled as if he saw a terrifying scene he had never witnessed in his life.
Just when he thought that forty-five levels of Mental Power was the man’s limit, he continued to probe and found more!
Forty-six, forty-seven, fifty-five, fifty-six, sixty, sixty-three, sixty-seven, seventy…
At this point, Liu Huangshu’s expression looked as if he had been stunned; his eyes nearly popped out, mouth gaping wide, body shaking like a leaf.
What does this even mean?
It’s like you’re peacefully fishing by a lake when suddenly the fishing line yanks fiercely, and you anticipate that it’s a big fish biting. But as you eagerly pull the rod, you’re yanked into the water, only to see that what’s biting isn’t a fish, but a terrifying dragon stretching a thousand meters long, lurking at the bottom of the lake!!
Seeing this, Liu Huangshu’s mindset cracked right then and there.
If he had previously prided himself on being a monster with Mental Power, then this man before him was like the ancient patriarch of monsters!
A true monster!
When he saw Ye Junlin’s Mental Power had already shattered the ninety-level barrier and showed no signs of stopping.
Liu Huangshu’s scalp prickled with fear, shaking in shock as he muttered, “Ninety-one, ninety-two, ninety-three, ninety-four…”
Finally, after measuring, it came out that Ye Junlin’s Mental Power level was…
One hundred levels!!!
The Formation Master, revered by everyone in the Kunlun Realm, had only thirty levels of Mental Power before becoming an Immortal, considered an unbreakable record back then, but now compared to this…
Instantly crushed to dust!
What does one hundred levels of Mental Power even mean?
If True Immortals are at twenty levels, Celestial Immortals at thirty, Profound Immortals at forty-five, and Immortal Sovereigns at seventy, then reaching one hundred levels means you’re at the level of an Immortal King!!
This person’s Mental Power is comparable to that of an Immortal King!
In this, Liu Huangshu felt deeply bitter, realizing he was just a ridiculous clown—his proudest talent over the years was utterly crushed by this junior with overwhelming superiority.
But at the same time, Liu Huangshu felt quite happy because he thought he had accidentally discovered a peerless treasure. In the future, this person’s mastery of formations might even surpass him. With such a supreme talent, how could the Kunlun Realm not be revived?
For a moment, Liu Huangshu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, as overwhelming emotions swirled within him.
Ultimately, he hugged his head with both hands, face a mixed expression of crying and laughing, “One hundred levels… boohoo… hahaha… one hundred levels… boo… haha…”
“Liu, Senior Liu, are you okay?!” Ye Junlin was taken aback by this reaction, gradually shifting to a strange expression.
What’s with you going nuts after just measuring my Mental Power?
At the same time, Ye Junlin also grasped the crucial point; he now knew his Mental Power was one hundred levels.
“Oh, so I’m only one hundred levels? That’s still way off compared to Senior Liu’s two hundred levels.”
“Senior Liu, you really were impressive back in the day~”
Ye Junlin sincerely expressed his admiration.
He instinctively felt that, compared to two hundred levels, one hundred levels were indeed pretty weak!
The laughter and tears immediately came to a halt.
Whoosh! Liu Huangshu dashed forward at lightning speed, grabbing Ye Junlin by the collar, his eyes glaring fiercely, as if trying to read something from his expression.
“Uh, did I say something wrong?” Ye Junlin felt a bit confused.
Once Liu Huangshu confirmed that Ye Junlin was being genuine and not mocking, his expression softened a little.
Well, anyway, this kid doesn’t even know what level his Mental Power corresponds to. I’ll hold off on telling him the truth for now; his personality would definitely send him flying high.
“Indeed, you haven’t become an Immortal yet, and your Mental Power has already reached one hundred levels, that’s really…”
As he spoke, Liu Huangshu suddenly turned grim, gritting his teeth, his eyes twitching as he struggled to force out a few words through clenched teeth.
“Not bad!”