The status of the imperial family really is different.

They even unprecedentedly reported his identity out loud.

Just looking at how the nearby teams reacted made that clear. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

With that shout, he instantly drew everyone’s gaze over.

"The Third Prince is also a high-grade Spirit Body!"

"This is a blessing for our Great Zhou!"

"The Third Prince bears the mandate of heaven; of course he’d be a high-grade Spirit Body!"

"The Third Prince might be a bit gluttonous and lazy, but his talent is absolutely stunning!"

...

With so many people, no one knew who said what, so some ended up saying things they really shouldn’t have.

All in all, though, it was a chorus of flattery.

Long Jie stuck out his big belly, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, and even let his lecherous gaze sweep over Steward Yu.

Steward Yu seemed to feel that scorching gaze and happened to look up at Long Jie; at once, she swallowed back all the words she’d been about to say.

She only waved expressionlessly toward the back, signaling Long Jie to go wait behind.

Long Jie was in high spirits just now; he lifted his right foot, ready to step onto the platform.

At that moment, from the platform two "long dragons" of people away, a series of loud shouts suddenly rang out.

The shouts were earth-shakingly loud, to the point that Long Jie’s just-lifted foot froze in midair.

"Fourth Prince Long Ming! Mid-grade Dao Body! Mid-grade Dao Body!! Mid-grade Dao Body!!!"

The Steward announcing the good news had his face wrinkled into a mass of smiles, actually shouting three times in a row.

Over there, a man in a gold-threaded yellow robe turned his head and, deliberately or otherwise, glanced in Long Jie’s direction.

Envious cries and gasps of amazement instantly erupted around the yellow-robed man’s mid-grade Dao Body!

Long Jie’s face darkened; he lowered his head and quickly walked onto the platform.

Damn that fourth brother!

He’d never known the guy’s talent and always thought it worse than his own—how could he be a Dao Body?!

The worst part was, he was actually a mid-grade Dao Body!

Thinking back to how he’d been flaunting himself everywhere after testing as a high-grade Spirit Body, he now felt like nothing but a pig.

No one knew what was going through Long Jie’s mind right now, but what Steward Yu was thinking was written all over her face.

Her beautiful eyes looked resentfully toward the Fourth Prince’s testing platform as she muttered indignantly:

"That girl Zixuan actually tested out another Dao Body, while the best I’ve gotten here are only two high-grade Spirit Bodies—how is this even fair?!"

The resentment in her words swept straight toward Yang Yan, who was first in line in the team.

"You, yes you! What are you looking at? Get up here and test!"

Steward Yu pointed at Yang Yan and snapped.

Yang Yan was the first in this batch and was supposed to go to the first old Steward, but at her words he could only lower his head slightly and walk forward.

Amitabha!

Hopefully this demon girl has forgotten what I look like.

Unfortunately, things did not go as Yang Yan wished.

Seeing Yang Yan still keeping his head down and ignoring her, Steward Yu slapped the wooden table in front of her hard and barked sharply:

"What are you here for? To face the wall or count ants? Raise your head and put your hand on the stone tablet!"

At that moment, the provoked Steward Yu seemed to have jumped straight into menopause.

Yang Yan showed a wry smile, grumbling inwardly:

Who on earth did I offend?!

There was no hiding from this, so he had no choice but to lift his head, then place his hand in the groove on the stone tablet before him.

"You!"

In the instant Yang Yan raised his head, Steward Yu recognized him—this was that lecherous little pervert!

But the words she was about to spit out were forcibly choked off by the scene before her.

Even the two Stewards conducting tests to the side simultaneously turned their heads, eyes wide as they stared at the stone tablet blooming with dazzling radiance.

On the stone tablet touched by Yang Yan’s right hand, a gentle white glow slowly emerged.

In just the blink of an eye, the white glow transformed, turning into a pillar of white light that shot straight into the sky, instantly drawing the gaze of everyone in the training field!

No, not just these people.

In the distance were tens of thousands of Named Disciples standing around as spectators.

Behind them, there was an endless stream of people rushing in from outside the mountain gate to be tested.

In the sky above, several blinding streaks of Sword Aura suddenly appeared!

Even without anyone explaining to him, that white pillar of light piercing the heavens had already told Yang Yan the result of his test.

Because within the pillar of light, a few large characters faintly appeared, then gradually solidified.

This strange spectacle was so clear that even people dozens of miles away could see it.

For a time, everyone within Ancient Abyss Sect couldn’t help but look up.

Many elders and disciples who were in seclusion were shocked awake, their faces full of bewildered astonishment.

At the foot of Ancient Abyss Mountain lay dozens of towns and villages; countless mortals living there dropped whatever they were doing upon seeing the scene in the sky.

Many adults grabbed their children and knelt directly on the ground, kowtowing again and again.

"An Immortal has manifested! An Immortal has manifested!"

These mortals didn’t know the truth, but the four characters appearing in the white pillar of light revealed an unbelievable fact to those Named Disciples and the hundreds of thousands of testers——

Celestial Flood Dragon Saint Body!

To be honest, not only others, even Yang Yan himself, as the person involved, was a bit dazed.

Only now did he faintly recall that the old Daoist from Star-Picking Palace had said he had a Flawless Divine Body, hadn’t he?

How did it suddenly become some Celestial Flood Dragon Saint Body?!

Of course, Yang Yan had no way of understanding the painstaking intentions of the old Daoist from Star-Picking Palace right now.

To keep his true talent from being discovered by outsiders, that old Daoist had likely used some Blinding Technique, that was all.

Compared to Ancient Abyss Sect, Star-Picking Palace was like the bright moon compared to mortal dust.

Forget Ancient Abyss Sect, even stronger sects wouldn’t be able to see any clues on Yang Yan.

"It...it’s actually a Sacred Body!"

"A Sacred Body... our Great Zhou has birthed a Sacred Body?!"

"A Sacred Body, truly a Sacred Body! Born in accord with the Great Dao, a Dao Sacred Body, a child of the heavens!!"

"Heavens! Our Ancient Abyss Sect actually has a Sacred Body appear! Am I dreaming?"

"This...this is a Saint Son! Uu—Saint Son!"

The old Steward to the left front stared at Yang Yan, so excited he could hardly speak; two streams of muddy old tears rolled straight down as his body trembled slightly!

Those nobles who’d wanted to see Yang Yan make a fool of himself all gaped.

Even if they found it unbelievable and were unwilling to admit it, their mouths hung open and not a single word came out.

The quicker-witted ones were already thinking about how to curry favor with and befriend Yang Yan.

As for their earlier sarcasm and ridicule, that was just a joke, just a joke.

Steward Yu’s heart was a maelstrom of emotions; her pretty face, originally frosted over, was now completely shrouded in shock.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——

Countless streaks of multicolored Sword Aura suddenly appeared one after another in the sky.

These were Inner Sect Disciples and even Core Disciples of Ancient Abyss Sect rushing over to watch the commotion.

A Sacred Body’s aptitude had always been something out of legend in Ancient Abyss Sect!

At this moment, however, Yang Yan felt a jolt in his heart.

Why was this power so overwhelmingly strong, to the point that it actually made him feel a sense of dread?!