Urban Supernatural Medical Saint-Chapter 1251 - 1250: Ten Restrictions

The Elf King slowly stepped out from the carriage.

Crowned and dressed in finery, he gazed upon the world with a commanding presence.

From a vantage point, he surveyed all beings.

When the Elf King's gaze fell upon Fang Yu, he paused slightly, then nodded towards Fang Yu and said, "Old man... congratulations!"

Such magnanimity could accommodate so much.

All the kneeling subjects couldn't help but admire.

The Elf King faced such discourteous behavior from an old man yet showed no anger, even offering congratulatory words.

With such a demeanor, ascending to the throne was not surprising at all.

Even Fang Yu found it peculiar, truly remarkable for the Elf King.

Was this a deliberate act of tolerance, or was he genuinely magnanimous?

Fang Yu couldn't determine.

Most things in this world could be distinguished between real and fake, but the human heart, the hardest to discern... Even with Fang Yu's mastery of the Divine Dragon Transformation, he couldn't gauge the human heart.

The heart... the most terrifying entity in this world.

With a smile, Fang Yu offered a brief salute to the Elf King, disregarding the others.

"A foot offered to me, and I return a yard."

This made the accompanying elders look displeased... Zhou Zhenchuan, the National Guardian General, looked even more displeased.

Even the Elf King must offer him some respect, yet this old man didn't even bother to greet them! Truly exasperating.

However...

If the Elf King wasn't angry, would a general jumping in be making a fool of himself?

"Everyone, rise!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Everyone slowly stood up, looking at the Elf King with reverence.

They couldn't believe the Elf King appeared here today, indicating how seriously the test was taken by His Majesty.

Scanning the stele outside the forest checkpoint, the Elf King sighed and said, "Ten restrictions, yet no one ever passes... Old man, do you have confidence?"

This was pure courtesy.

None present, including Bai Xiaolan, believed Fang Yu could pass the ten restrictions.

These ten restrictions were personally set by the State Preceptor.

They had existed for fifty thousand years.

In this fifty-thousand-year span, many young talents attempted the ten restrictions, yet none succeeded, most being stopped at the third or fourth restriction.

Those with better talents reached the fourth or fifth restriction.

Even the Elf King only reached the sixth restriction!

Gradually, these ten restrictions became a symbol of talent testing.

The more restrictions one could overcome, the more the privileges and status over regular cultivators.

...

Fang Yu gave a faint smile and said, "Before coming, I learned about the ten restrictions, which were said to be set by your State Preceptor himself... I'm quite intrigued to witness the magic of these restrictions. Before understanding them, I was confident there's no restriction I can't break in this world. But after some understanding, I must lower my expectation slightly... considering it's your State Preceptor's masterpiece. Hmm... just an eighty percent chance."

Eighty... eighty percent?

Everyone was astonished.

Is this guy addicted to boasting?

Eighty percent, he claims.

Even if not passing, eighty percent by proportion means passing at least eight restrictions!

Reaching the eighth restriction is absolutely a prodigious feat!

This aged man, with no cultivation knowledge, claims eighty percent.

It truly fulfills the saying—

The fearless are ignorant.

It's almost everyone's inner thought among the Elf Clan.

"Old man truly knows no fear... Do you even grasp how difficult these ten restrictions are?" the Elf King said.

"No..."

"..."

Well, this is awkward.

This old man not only boasts but also lacks conversational skills.

The Elf King immediately lost the desire to continue this topic with him; once attempted, the power of the restrictions would be evident, no need to elaborate or discuss further.

"I've heard, old man, you defeated our Full Saint realm expert with a single move. As per the test rules, life or death matters not, naturally, I won't blame you... But I wish to know, what method did you use to kill a Saint? Could you share?" the Elf King asked.

"This... honestly, it would be very complex to explain! Considering your decent attitude, I'd love to tell you! But time is tight, and explaining would take three days and nights. Let the test proceed." Fang Yu seriously said.

It may sound right.

After all, Fang Yu's journey is immensely complex, starting from his cultivation to breaking through to the Heaven Stepping Realm, effectively reaching power level comparable to Human Immortal Realm, and becoming an ordinary person. Truly hazardous and winding, explaining would take three days and nights.

That's partly why Bai Xiaolan barely bothered to explain upon returning.

However...

Fang Yu's attitude in saying this made him unlikable.

The crowd really disliked an outsider standing before the Elf King, with an irreverent look, nonchalantly indifferent.

Prideful, defiant!

This seems like a temperament and character exclusive to the youth, yet appearing in an aged man's demeanor, indeed discomforting.

But since the Elf King wasn't angry, others refrained from commenting.

The Elf King showed a faint smile, saying nothing.

Behind him, General Zhou Zhenchuan couldn't resist disdain, saying, "Old man, I truly envy your courage... Although I don't know what method you used to defeat our Full Saint realm expert, I must warn you, these ten restrictions are no joke."

"Oh, so you were joking before? No wonder your Princess resisted the marriage pact, treating marriage as child's play, joking isn't right! I've always taken it seriously! Don't be fooled by my age; I can be the Princess's Prince Consort!" Fang Yu said.

"You—"

"Alright!" The Elf King raised his hand, interrupting them.

Given such public quarrels, it truly appeared distasteful, especially for Zhou Zhenchuan's rank quarreling with an ordinary person, demeaning.

Aware of this issue, Zhou Zhenchuan felt anger internally but outwardly forced himself to calm down gradually.

"Begin the test... Wish you good luck."

"Thank you!" Fang Yu saluted, advancing towards the forest entrance.

Just then.

Bai Xiaolan grabbed Fang Yu's arm, speaking softly, "Wait, I'll meet with the State Preceptor."

"See the State Preceptor? Why?"

"The State Preceptor is my mentor and has always favored me. I'll speak, maybe the State Preceptor will give you favor." Bai Xiaolan said.

"Is that so..."

Fang Yu's gaze carried a strange and complex expression, "You don't believe in me?"

"No..."

"Bai Xiaolan, don't bother seeing the State Preceptor... I have my own method to break the ten restrictions. If you're set on visiting the State Preceptor, you might remind him... be cautious of the backlash forced by the restrictions. That's all—" Fang Yu said.

"Mr. Fang!" Bai Xiaolan said earnestly.

"Trust me—"