Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

“43 holes, just barely considered an elite, but still not qualified to ascend onto Celestial Clouds Island.” At the side of the pillar, there was a young man seated in a cross-legged position, making his assessment. He had a head of red locks, which was very eye-catching.

The person who had struck just now was defiant, and retorted, “I have been watching here for quite some time, and all those before me have only managed to light up 30-plus holes; I have lit up more than 40, and that is still not enough?”

“Not enough!” The red-haired young man shook his head. “You’re inferior to even me, and you still dream of gaining the favor of Lord Holy Son?”

He didn’t stand up. With a casual movement, he delivered a punch through the air towards the stone pillar. Weng, rows of holes immediately lit up, actually reaching as many as more than 50.

The gap was clear. Firstly, he had struck the pillar from a distance, and secondly, he was merely seated and delivered a casual strike. If he tried his best, he would probably be capable of achieving as many as 60 holes, or even 70 holes.

[1] In other words, the finals is the only time they can bet on their own win.

[2] Previously author called this the 临尘渊, which translated to Mortality Barrier Pool, but has switched to calling it 临尘渊, translating to Severing Mundane Pool