Chapter 234: People Fear Fame Like Pigs Fear Being Fat

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless aliens crashed into it, causing the entire green light barrier to vibrate violently, yet it remained completely unshaken.

Inside the Formation, the Martial Masters in the front row raised their shields simultaneously, their Intelligent Weapons extending continuously.

From their bracers, pauldrons, and backs, energy turrets rose up one after another.

The next instant.

Millions of white beams erupted simultaneously.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A large number of aliens were vaporized before they could even get close, exploding into a sky full of blood mist.

In the rear, the Second-Class intelligent life flickered with blue light in their eyes, their mechanical hearts operating at high speed.

Under their control, heavy artillery turrets continuously adjusted their angles.

Every volley instantly cleared a large area.

Further back, the Foundation Establishment Cultivators sat cross-legged, with millions of Flying Swords hovering in the sky.

"Slash!"

Guided by their Divine Sense, the Flying Swords transformed into a river of blades, shooting out and covering the sky.

The entire army Formation seemed like a massive, precise war machine.

The aliens charged madly, while the believers held the line steady.

However, compared to the beginning, the war was no longer so easy.

Martial Master believers began to be knocked flying, and Foundation Establishment Cultivators began to run out of spiritual energy.

Casualties were gradually increasing.

Even so, the entire army Formation remained as steady as a mountain.

Millions of believers faced hundreds of millions of Foundation Establishment aliens, yet they did not retreat a single step.

"Master, we've entered the top 100." Yang Da's voice rang out.

The moment he heard this.

Yang Fan looked up immediately, without the slightest hesitation, and spoke loudly.

"I request to end the assessment."

As his voice fell, the entire battlefield seemed to have had a pause button pressed on it.

Those frantically charging aliens all froze in place.

The next moment.

Mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and severed limbs all began to dissipate into data.

The Taichu Battlefield, which had originally been like purgatory, instantly returned to emptiness.

It was as if the battle that had lasted for several hours had never happened.

"Assessment ended: Student: Yang Fan. Status: Demi-god. Divine Kingdom Talent: Hundred-fold Time Sequence. School Ranking: 99."

As Yang Fan's ranking in the Taichu Battlefield surged into the top 100.

The entire Primordial Academy completely exploded with commotion.

There were nearly ten million students at the Primordial Academy, and the lower rankings changed every day.

Fluctuations of hundreds of thousands or even millions in ranking wouldn't even warrant a second glance.

But the significance of entering the top 1,000 was completely different.

Those who could rank at this level were mostly the peerless prodigies and Human Race Prodigies of the fourth year.

Not to mention the top 100.

This was already an existence truly standing at the pinnacle of the entire Primordial Academy's pyramid.

And Yang Fan was only a second-year student.

…

Inside the Virtual World, various messages almost instantly flooded the screens.

"Yang Fan? A second-year is this fierce?"

"Holy crap, I just saw him at several hundred thousandth place, and in the blink of an eye, he's in the top 100?"

"I know this guy. He was present at the gathering of the younger generation of the Five Great Families back then, and he even won an S-Rank Building from a Sima Family Genius. He cultivates three paths in his Divine Kingdom simultaneously; he's very strong, but I didn't expect him to be this strong."

"I was at the scene too. Looking at it now, this Yang Fan was still giving the Sima Family some Face."

"Absurd, is this year's batch of second-years this monstrous?"

…

Meanwhile, in a certain virtual space, Ma Huainan stared fixedly at the leaderboard.

His eyes gradually turned red, and his fists clenched until they creaked.

"Yang Fan!!!"

"Everything I lost, one day I will take back with my own hands!"

He stared fixedly at that name, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

The entire Primordial Academy. Countless communication groups, countless forums. Almost everyone began to discuss this second-year monster who had suddenly burst onto the scene.

…

At the Gu Family Grounds, Third Elder Gu Xuanting looked at the leaderboard and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Good!" "Excellent!" "As expected of my son-in-law!" "Entering the top 100 of the Taichu Battlefield in his second year, he has hopes of becoming a High-tier God!"

Beside him, Lu Qinglan also revealed a smile.

"The girl's judgment is indeed good."

"Among the peerless prodigies of this generation in the Primordial Academy, Xiao Fan's potential can at least rank in the top five."

Speaking of this, Lu Qinglan's expression suddenly became a bit more serious.

"However…" "He seems to have performed too well." "Entering the top 100 of the Taichu Battlefield in his second year, the aliens will likely take notice of him."

Hearing this, the smile on Third Elder Gu Xuanting's Face also slightly faded.

After a moment of silence, Third Elder Gu Xuanting spoke slowly.

"Nowadays, the federation highest intelligent life has become increasingly strict regarding the information protection of peerless prodigies."

"It won't be that easy for the aliens to deduce Xiao Fan's Divine Kingdom coordinates."

"Furthermore…" Third Elder Gu Xuanting suddenly smiled. "Even if they really find the coordinates." "Those Alien Demi-gods might not necessarily be able to beat this kid."

Lu Qinglan frowned slightly, "What if a God takes action?"

Third Elder Gu Xuanting shook his head, "Impossible, the cost is too high."

"Given the value Xiao Fan has currently displayed, it is not enough for the aliens to invest such a huge cost."

After a pause, Third Elder Gu Xuanting continued: "After he collects his rewards, I will meet with him and urge him to achieve a Breakthrough to become a God in his third year." "By then, he can form an offensive and defensive alliance with the other Gods of our Gu Family." "It won't be that easy for the aliens to touch him again."

Hearing this, Lu Qinglan finally nodded gently. "Xiao Fan's Divine Kingdom talent is Hundred-fold Time Sequence; the probability of him achieving a Breakthrough to become a God in his third year is very high."

…

Meanwhile. Inside the Taichu Battlefield.

Yang Fan was originally waiting for the rewards to be distributed. But the next moment, space twisted slightly, and a familiar figure slowly appeared.

"Greetings, Senior Gu Yuan." Yang Fan hurriedly bowed.

Senior Gu Yuan's aura was even more unfathomable than Third Elder Gu Xuanting's. Moreover, he could mobilize the Taichu Battlefield's permissions; his status was likely even higher than his father-in-law's. Yang Fan naturally dared not be disrespectful.

Senior Gu Yuan looked Yang Fan up and down, becoming more satisfied the more he looked.

"You are very good." "Based on the performance of your believers, entering the top ten or even the top five would not be difficult." "Why give up?"

Yang Fan was slightly stunned upon hearing this, then asked seriously: "Senior, is there a reward for entering the top ten?"

Senior Gu Yuan: "…" He was silent for two seconds before replying: "No."

Yang Fan nodded, "That's right then."

The corner of Senior Gu Yuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

According to the Primordial Academy's regulations, there were only four rewards for the Taichu Battlefield. They corresponded to the millionth place, hundred-thousandth place, ten-thousandth place, and the top 100, respectively. Theoretically, Yang Fan had already taken all the rewards he could. But even so, most peerless prodigies would still continue to climb the rankings. After all, one lives a life for nothing more than fame and fortune. Rewards were one aspect, but ranking above others was equally important. So-called geniuses had their own pride; who would be willing to be inferior to others?

Senior Gu Yuan stared at Yang Fan, his gaze gradually becoming strange. This kid… how is he completely different from those geniuses he knew? He had absolutely no sense of competition. He was the spitting image of someone who—would not get up early without profit.

"Ahem, entering the top 100 is certainly good." Senior Gu Yuan coughed lightly and continued: "But if you could enter the top ten, your name would likely spread throughout the Five Great Families, and even every faction of the entire Human Race would know of your existence."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan, however, revealed a look of confusion, "People fear fame like pigs fear being fat, wouldn't that be very dangerous?"