As Lv Bai made his move, the vast mana representing the Golden Core Stage swept through the tavern without restraint.

However, because there were no cultivators above the Golden Core Stage present, no one could accurately judge his specific realm.

In fact, on the sixth day of embarking on the path of cultivation, Lv Bai easily stepped into the late stage of the Golden Core realm with his exceptionally formidable talent.

And this was not even his limit.

It should be noted that he also retained a certain ability known as the "Spiritual Time House," which allowed him to elevate his cultivation to unimaginable heights at will.

Perhaps due to his rapid advancement, he couldn’t achieve perfect control and lacked various magical treasures and divine techniques typical of cultivators.

But these were merely trivial details in the face of absolute overpowering cultivation realm.

The main focus was to use his aura to suppress others.

The ordinary people in the tavern had already fled upon sensing the danger, leaving behind mostly spectators, loose cultivators, and disciples from various immortal sects.

When they saw Theo Flame being sent flying by Lv Bai’s magical hand seal, they were all incredulous, their faces changing color.

"What!?"

"Who is this person? How does he possess such profound cultivation?"

"When did Cyan Hope Sect produce such a formidable genius?"

"The genius unmatched for a century by the Baptism by Fire Sect was completely powerless under this person’s hand, not even the saint heirs and saintesses from the major sacred lands are any better, right?"

Even disciples from Cyan Hope Sect were visibly shocked upon witnessing this scene.

To be precise, Fatty Feng and others found it even harder to believe.

After all, they were well aware of Lv Bai’s background, knowing he had been cultivating for merely a week.

"No... impossible." Theo Flame’s face was ashen.

After taking a hit from Lv Bai, his bones shattered, and most of his body became a bloody mess, unable to even stand.

Having faced Lv Bai’s attack head-on, Theo Flame had lost all will to fight, feeling as if he had collided with a hundred-ton construction vehicle, even doubting he was nothing more than a speed bump under Lv Bai’s assault.

The young man drinking upstairs couldn’t sit still after Lv Bai revealed his realm and stood up with a solemn expression.

Even though Theo Flame shared the same realm, as a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, he had confidence in suppressing his opponent using the various secret techniques and divine powers of the Sword Pavilion.

However, facing Lv Bai was different; the gap in realms was not so easily bridged.

Compared to the shocked cultivators around, Lv Bai’s expression remained unchanged, still carrying an incredibly amicable smile.

The remaining disciples from the Baptism by Fire Sect naturally dared not continue confronting Lv Bai. Using the excuse of seeking help for Theo Flame, they hurriedly retreated with the severely injured Theo Flame, not even cleaning up the corpse of the dark-skinned young man.

"This Fellow Daoist has impressive skills. May I know how to address you?" asked the drinking young man, cupping his hands toward Lv Bai.

"Cyan Hope Sect, Lv Bai."

Lv Bai courteously responded.

The young man was quite straightforward, so Lv Bai naturally wouldn’t make trouble intentionally.

Using some light body technique, the young man gracefully landed on the ground and then walked up to Lv Bai: "Fellow Daoist Lv is also here to participate in the Initial Dao Assembly, right?"

"You could say that."

"Before leaving the sect, my master warned me that talents are as numerous as carp crossing a river, which I didn’t take seriously. Unexpectedly, today I witnessed such an outstanding figure as Fellow Daoist Lv."

The young man sighed deeply: "Well then, see you at the Initial Dao Assembly. I look forward to witnessing Fellow Daoist Lv’s divine power at the assembly."

After speaking, the young man untied the wine gourd at his waist, tilted his head back, and started drinking, ton by ton. As he drank, he walked off into the distance, appearing quite carefree.

The other cultivators in the tavern, perhaps feeling they lacked the same qualification, watched silently, not stepping forward to converse with Lv Bai as the young man did.

Having lingered for so long, Fatty Feng finally managed to break free from his disbelief.

Observing the corpse of the dark-skinned young man on the ground, he hesitantly said, "Senior Brother Lü, with things turning out this way, perhaps it’d be best to notify Elder Wang?"

Lv Bai rubbed his chin. He didn’t take the matter seriously and instead said.

"Let’s settle down at the accommodations arranged by Purple Cloud Manor first."

...

After all, with the Initial Dao Assembly imminent, Purple Cloud City was teeming with cultivators.

After Lv Bai led the Cyan Hope Sect disciples away, the events that transpired in the tavern spread rapidly from person to person, as if with wings.

However, to say it caused a great uproar would be an exaggeration.

As some of the spectating cultivators mentioned, a Golden Core Stage cultivator under thirty is indeed a rare genius, a rarity akin to phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, but it’s not unheard of.

To be precise, leaders among each generation of top Great Teachings are typically Golden Core Stage.

People who heard about it merely felt Cyan Hope Sect hit the jackpot by acquiring such a talented disciple.

Unless it was revealed that Lv Bai achieved this realm after merely a week of cultivation, such matters would merely become idle chatter over tea, nothing more.

For most Immortal Sect disciples participating in the Initial Dao Assembly, they wouldn’t regard such a prodigy as their rival.

This news, however, seemed to stimulate various talents, prompting them to start showcasing their skills.

Lv Bai, residing at the training ground arranged by Purple Cloud Manor, also caught wind of the rumors.

Rumor had it that Taishi Sect’s true inheritor entered the city and immediately competed with Sword Pavilion’s sword-carrying disciple.

The true inheritor emanated profound mysterious true intent, glowing like a human-shaped sun.

Meanwhile, the Sword Pavilion’s sword-carrying disciple of that generation boasted an innate sword heart, with sword intent sharp and unreserved.

The duels between young talents created scenes rivaling those of the older generation.

Reports quickly emerged, claiming Golden Scale Sacred Land’s saint heir challenged Brahma Palace’s young courtyard master to submit, drawing significant attention.

For a time, Purple Cloud City witnessed a convergence of winds and clouds, with various factions stirring.

Initially, Lv Bai felt these events had little to do with him, but a group of Death Fighters kept instigating trouble, leading to frequent provocations at Lv Bai’s training ground.

Lv Bai casually disposed of two groups of troublemakers, realizing it didn’t deter future provocations.

Simply giving them a beating had no real effect, while continuing to kill might cause public indignation.

Thus, he decided to ignore them, patiently awaiting the Initial Dao Assembly’s commencement.

Fortunately, he didn’t have to wait long.

The next day,

As dawn broke, the sound of massive drums abruptly resonated through every corner of the city.

Transparent purple clouds spanned the sky, pointing toward the city’s central square.

The Initial Dao Assembly was about to begin.