In the South Sea continent, a saying had always been passed down.
"The most dazzling is Qi Muchu, and the loneliest is Xuanyuan Di.
The terror of Qi Muchu lay in his well-roundedness— not only was his martial arts unparalleled, but he was also a master in all arts such as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Wherever he appeared, he instantly attracted the attention of others, and anyone who stood by his side would fade in comparison and be overshadowed by his brilliance.
Xuanyuan Di was the other extreme.
He had rarely made public appearances in the Martial World, not out of modesty, but disdain. Only those familiar with Xuanyuan Di knew that in his heart, there were very few in this world deemed worthy of his notice.
What business did he have with his reputation being passed down by those mere mortals?
Maple Forest Sea, one of the renowned holy lands of the South Sea and the location of the Xuanyuan Clan.
Xuanyuan Di, at twenty, slowly walked out from the bamboo forest.
