Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1433: The Aggrieved Canny Yorke

True Energy Weaponization is the ability to condense True Energy into divine weapons without hindering one’s own attacks, serving as a powerful aid in combat.

These divine weapons fight alongside the cultivator.

This is a formidable technique that only exists for those at the Saint Stage Late Phase and above.

It is precisely this technique that creates the immense disparity in strength between the Saint Stage Late Phase and the Saint Stage Mid Phase.

If a Saint Stage Late Phase cultivator does not utilize the technique of True Energy Weaponization, a Saint Stage Mid Phase cultivator might still manage to hold their ground, albeit briefly.

However, once True Energy Weaponization is initiated, the Saint Stage Mid Phase can be defeated in an instant!

It’s akin to what occurred at the Hill Mountain City’s Main Mansion during the battle between Quentin Campbell, the personal disciple of Inner Sect Elder Evander Mullins from the Moon Radiance Sect, and Hill Mountain City’s City Lord, Tabo Garcia.

Initially, Tabo Garcia could withstand several moves from Quentin Campbell.

But as soon as Quentin Campbell condensed a massive hammer with True Energy and smashed it down, Tabo Garcia was instantaneously overpowered and defeated. freewebnøvel.coɱ

The chasm between Saint Stage Late Phase and Saint Stage Mid Phase was laid bare.

Although these two cultivation levels are only separated by one phase, when the former fights with their full power, the gap is as unbridgeable as a canyon.

Wyatt Barnes focused entirely on his cultivation on the second level of the Jewel Tower, casting aside all distractions.

Thus, he was unaware that the outside world was in complete uproar over his defeat of Ricky Ridge.

A new Outer Sect disciple who had just entered the sect, without even locating his new residence, decisively defeated Ricky Ridge, who had previously ranked eighty-fifth among Outer Sect disciples in strength.

"In the history of our Moon Radiance Sect, has there ever been someone who defeated a top-100 Outer Sect disciple the very day they entered the sect?"

"Our sect has always recruited young prodigies under the age of forty... While some of them may have exceptional talent, the idea of defeating a top-100 disciple as soon as they join the sect is downright impossible."

"Everyone who ranks in the Outer Sect’s top 100 is nearly at the peak of the Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection. Such individuals can outright crush ordinary Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection Martial Artists!"

"By that logic, Wyatt Barnes has created history in our sect... A history where an incoming disciple defeats a top-100 Outer Sect disciple immediately upon joining!"

"If I hadn’t witnessed it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe such a ’monster’ could exist."

"This ’monster’ would be considered an unparalleled Martial Dao genius, even across the entire Martial Dao Sacred Land!"

...

Within the Outer Sect, countless veteran disciples were buzzing with heated discussion. Their expressions were filled with astonishment as they fervently debated Wyatt Barnes’ overwhelming victory over Ricky Ridge.

Although many of them had noticed that Ricky Ridge’s first punch mysteriously veered off course, sparing Wyatt, they dismissed it as their own delusion.

As for the second time Ricky Ridge used his Holy Weapon spear and an equally bizarre misalignment occurred, they hadn’t seen it clearly due to their distance.

Otherwise, the discussion would surely be centered around this strange phenomenon.

"Canny Yorke, you brought Wyatt Barnes into the sect... Do you know where he’s from?"

Soon after, numerous disciples cornered Canny Yorke, their curiosity about Wyatt’s origins burning intensely.

They were eager to uncover what kind of blessed land could give birth to such an extraordinary individual.

"I don’t know."

Canny Yorke shook his head.

He had led Wyatt from behind the stone platform and hadn’t heard the whispers of the crowd in front, leaving him unaware of Wyatt’s connection to Hill Mountain City.

"I never expected this batch of Outer Sect recruits to be of such high quality... Wyatt Barnes seems to be the thirteenth ’Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection’ this time."

One Outer Sect disciple sighed.

"Ten years ago, during the entry examination I joined through, there were only nine Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfections."

Another disciple also let out a sigh.

"That beats my time joining the sect. Back then, only five Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfections made it in."

Yet another disciple piped up.

For a moment, the Outer Sect disciples surrounding Canny Yorke were filled with nostalgic lamentations, shaking their heads continuously as though trying to shake them off altogether.

"He’s not a Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection."

Canny Yorke frowned and responded.

His words were like a drop of rain amid a scorching drought, immediately drawing the attention of the nearby disciples, causing them to shut their mouths in unison.

"Canny Yorke, who are you saying isn’t a Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection? You... surely aren’t referring to Wyatt Barnes, are you?"

"What a joke! Wyatt Barnes is the one who defeated Ricky Ridge. Even the twelve other Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfections who joined before him had to meekly hand over their Holy Stones to Ricky’s extortion. Now you’re saying Wyatt isn’t a Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection?"

"Canny Yorke, spare us your tricks."

...

The group of disciples chattered noisily once again.

"He really isn’t a Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection."

Canny Yorke smiled wryly, unsurprised by their disbelief.

If he were standing in their shoes, he wouldn’t believe someone capable of defeating Ricky Ridge wasn’t a Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection either.

Noticing Canny Yorke’s bitter expression, several disciples furrowed their brows.

Judging by his demeanor, he didn’t seem to be lying.

"Could he possibly be an ’Entering the Saint Realm’ cultivator?"

One of the disciples gasped, his face pale with shock.

Entering the Saint Realm!

In an instant, they all froze, each gulping nervously as they stared at Canny Yorke with hope-filled eyes, "Canny Yorke, he couldn’t really be in the Saint Realm, could he?"

"If he’s in the Saint Realm, everything makes sense. A Saint Realm cultivator, even at the ’Saint Stage Early Phase,’ would be an overwhelming force. Not just Ricky Ridge—he could even contend with the top-ranked Outer Sect disciple in the sect."

"Exactly!"

...

They reached a swift consensus.

"He’s not a Saint Realm cultivator."

Canny Yorke shook his head, "Like us, he’s also at the Transcending Mortal Realm stage."

"A Transcending Mortal Realm cultivator? Are you saying... he’s merely at Transcending Mortal Realm Early Phase?"

One disciple frowned.

"Hey! Canny Yorke’s claiming that Wyatt Barnes, who effortlessly crushed Ricky Ridge, is just some Transcending Mortal Realm Early Phase disciple. Do you all believe it?!"

Another disciple, eager to stir trouble, shouted to the nearby crowd of Outer Sect disciples.

"Wyatt Barnes, Transcending Mortal Realm Early Phase?"

Immediately, distant disciples scoffed, "What a joke! A Transcending Mortal Realm Early Phase disciple outperforming Ricky Ridge, who ranks eighty-fifth among Outer Sect disciples?"

"Haha... Canny Yorke, are you dreaming?"

"Perhaps even Canny Yorke hadn’t anticipated the new recruit he ushered into the sect would turn out to be someone stronger than Ricky Ridge."

"Canny Yorke, are you feeling inferior after witnessing Wyatt’s overwhelming strength? Is that why you’re making excuses to downplay his actual cultivation stage?"

...

More and more disciples approached, ridiculing Canny Yorke nonstop.

His face flushed red from their taunts, until he reached a breaking point and erupted in frustration, "I never said he’s at Transcending Mortal Realm Early Phase! For your information, he’s a Transcending Mortal Realm Late Phase cultivator."

Transcending Mortal Realm Late Phase!

Canny Yorke’s words carried undeniable weight.

The moment the words left his lips, the crowd surrounding him froze in stunned silence.

Witnessing their shock, Canny Yorke couldn’t help but feel a surge of satisfaction.

Frightened now, aren’t you?

"He’s lost his mind! Canny Yorke has completely lost it!"

"If he’s not insane, he must still be dreaming... This is utter nonsense!"

"A Transcending Mortal Realm Late Phase cultivator defeating someone near the Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection peak, and doing so effortlessly? That’s the biggest joke I’ve heard in my entire life!"

"Canny Yorke, you need medication!"

...

The disciples, initially struck dumb, now returned to ridiculing Canny Yorke with even greater fervor.

They didn’t believe Wyatt Barnes was at Transcending Mortal Realm Early Phase.

They certainly didn’t believe he was at Transcending Mortal Realm Late Phase either.

"You’re the ones who’ve lost your minds!"

"You’re the ones who are speaking nonsense!"

"You’re the ones who need medication!"

Canny Yorke shouted back furiously, "Don’t believe me if you want—I couldn’t care less! When the rest of the entry batch arrives, you’ll see for yourselves whether I’m telling the truth or not."

With that, a frustrated and humiliated Canny Yorke stormed off, heading back to his stone hut.

The remaining disciples glanced awkwardly at one another.

"It seems we’ve pushed him too far."

"Hmph! He’s a good actor... Initially, I almost believed him, since a Transcending Mortal Realm Early Phase cultivator defeating someone at Small Perfection isn’t entirely impossible, just extremely rare."

"Same here. I was half-convinced at first... But claiming Wyatt isn’t at Early Phase, but Late Phase? Does he think we’re fools?"

"Defeating someone near the Small Perfection peak while being at the Late Phase? Utter foolishness!"

...

The disciples cursed and jeered at Canny Yorke as they dismissed his claims.

"Hey! Someone’s coming... It’s Misael Jones! I recall Misael was also present during today’s entry examination. That unfamiliar face beside him must be another new recruit, right?"

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed disciple pointed to the distance and called out.

"This unfamiliar person... Have any of you seen him before? I haven’t."

"Me neither."

"That confirms it. He must be one of the new disciples who just passed the examination."

"Let’s go! Let’s question them."

"Exactly! Let’s get clarity so we can rub it in Canny Yorke’s face later. He dared to fool us, then threw a tantrum when we wouldn’t fall for it. He may act well, but we’ll catch him out eventually!"

...

The group excitedly rushed toward the two figures approaching in the distance—one a middle-aged man; the other, a young man.