<h4>Chapter 811: Gods Envy The Elite?</h4>


    Trantor: Rain Editor: Chrissy


    Those who reached forty were qualified enough to start cultivation in the sect. Sixty meant regr. Cultivator in sixty could never get great achievements but just small sess. Seventy meant the cultivator would have the opportunity to get great achievements. Above eighty was brilliant. Cultivators above eighty could surely do great in the martial art, and also had the chance to push the limitation of the martial art. Whoever got above eighty would definitely be elders in the sect.


    Those who were above ny werepletely suitable for that martial art. Only those who reached ny would set up a goal aiming at Human Realm Upon Heavens. There were no more than five hundred people in the entire history who had ever reached ny. A small part of them died before they reached the highest achievement. Most of them were backbones of the sect.


    However, ny was not the best yet. There were some people who actually reached ny-five! They were perfect for that martial art. Whoever reached ny-five would be perfection in the history! There were only seven people in the history who reached ny-five!


    In fact, this ‘perfection’ actually didn’t mean the best. There was one man, only one in the history, who reached ny-eight! That was better than ‘perfection’. He was the ‘super perfection’!


    Theoretically, if there was people who reached ny-eight, it should be possible to reach ny-nine and one hundred. In fact, only those who reached one hundred was perfect!


    However, in the history of Cold Moon Pce, there was never anybody who had reached ny-nine. Not even one.


    They all looked at the pir and then looked at Ye Xiao. Everybody was guessing.


    “I guess he would have over ny,” the eldest grandmaster said.


    “Ny is not a problem. I think he will reach ny-five. I have never been wrong about prejudging a young man!” the second eldest grandmaster said.


    “I think he will get ny-eight.” The youngest seemed confident.


    “Can you please stop being so tiresome!” the other two said at the same time. “Do you know the great ancestor who built our sect got how much in this? Ny-eight! For tens of thousands years, only he himself got a ny-eight! Nobody else got higher than ny-seven! This man is talented. I agree. But it is impossible to reach ny-eight!”


    The youngest grandmaster was pissed. “I don’t think so. He is so talented that he is just like a monster. I think he can reach ny-eight! Have you two ever seen a man like him before?”


    “Look. I know he is unreasonably talented. However, it is impossible that his talent fits the martial art perfectly. He can’t be even stronger than our great ancestor...”


    The three of them stopped talking at the same time.


    Everybody was holding their breath.


    The Heaven’s Selection began.


    Twelve beams of moonlight started to shined on Ye Xiao at the same time.


    And then twelve beams of light emitted out from Ye Xiao, shooting over to the pirs!


    In the stare of everybody else, the pirs started to shine dazzling lights at the same time!


    “This is it! This is going to decide the young man’s future!” An elder sighed. He looked nervous. These men weren’t the ones taking the Heaven’s Selection, but what was happening on Ye Xiao reminded them the old days when they were being selected.


    Everybody looked nervous.


    The oldest grandmother sighed. His eyes were moistened. “Every time when Ie here... I think of our beloved master...”


    The other two grandmaster both had the same feeling. Their eyes were wet and their noses were sour.


    “I... I got an eighty-five on Sacred Glow of the Moon. Master was so happy. He told me I would have a great future... He was so happy that he didn’t need to be the only person who cultivates this martial art...” The youngest grandmaster sighed. “Oh... Master...”


    The oldest grandmaster rubbed the eyes. “Generation after generation... We started in this ce... I kept thinking about the old days... When I think of our brothers... I feel grieved. Why can’t they just be immortals...”


    The three old men were gloomy.


    “Holy heavens! They are all lit up!”


    Somebody eximed. He obviously didn’t believe what he saw.


    The three old men looked up to the pirs.


    They were stunned.


    The starlight was so bright in the hall, as if all the starlight in the universe hade to this ce at this particr moment!


    The moonlight was twice brighter!


    The twelve pirs, which represented the twelve martial arts in the sect, were all lighting up!


    They were all rising up!


    It rose slowly, but it was recognizable. That was so terribly astonishing!


    They were all shocked, in a good way!


    In the center of the twelve pirs, the young man was shining in starlight and moonlight. His eyes were closed. He just stayed there quietly. However, there were countless splendid lightsing out from his body!


    “Forty! He reached forty in all pirs!” Yue Changtian couldn’t even blink, “How is this possible...”


    “All fit? Howe!” Another man was also shocked.


    “Totally the same on twelve martial arts...” An elder nodded.


    “This is going to be difficult...” Another elder sighed.


    They never wanted a disciple to cultivate multiple martial arts, no matter how talented he was. For them, it was not a good thing that a young disciple was suitable for multiple martial arts. To focus on one martial art, the young man would definitely reach a certain level. However, to cultivate different martial arts at the same time, he would never go to the peak of the area.


    A person was limited by the physical condition. To cultivate all the twelve martial arts, Ye Chongxiao might be an expert of all different martial arts, but he would never be the best in any of the martial arts.


    [Ye Chongxiao is such a talented man, but he is suitable for all the martial arts! Why?]


    [It doesn’t emphasize particrly on any one martial art!]


    [The gods must be envy at him!]