The Ultimate of All Ages Novels - Chapter 0008
### **Chapter 08: Ultimate of All Ages – No Shortcuts to Power**
A **deathly silence** filled the training grounds as Li Yunxiao walked past **Lan Fei**, not even sparing him a glance.
It was **the ultimate insult**.
Lan Fei’s **hands trembled**, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
**“This trash is looking down on me?!”**
His entire life, **he had never been ignored like this**—not by peers, not by teachers, and certainly **not by someone like Li Yunxiao**.
Rage boiled in his chest.
But the sheer **calmness** in Li Yunxiao’s posture, the **ease** with which he had endured the Gravity Chamber, made a single horrifying thought creep into Lan Fei’s mind—
**”What if I can’t beat him anymore?”**
He **violently** shook the thought away. **No. That was impossible.**
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### **The Crowd Reacts**
“Did you see his expression just now?”
“He didn’t even look tired… It’s like he just finished a morning jog!”
“This is insane. Who knew he was this strong?”
A growing murmur spread among the students, filled with disbelief, awe, and a **hint of fear**.
Among them, Luo Yunshang stood silently, her sharp gaze locked onto Li Yunxiao’s **every movement**.
**”Even after 24 hours in the Gravity Chamber… he remains composed. No signs of fatigue. No internal damage.”**
Her fingers clenched into a fist.
**”Just what kind of monster is he becoming?”**
She had expected him to survive for a few hours at most. Even **she** would have struggled to endure for a full day.
Yet, he had walked out **stronger than before**.
That wasn’t natural. That wasn’t **human**.
**”He’s changing… and fast.”**
But how?
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### **Li Yunxiao’s Perspective**
Li Yunxiao, on the other hand, was in deep thought.
**“Not enough. My body is still too weak.”**
Yes, he had endured **tenfold gravity for an entire day**.
But he was **not satisfied**.
His **Tyrant’s Body Refinement Technique** had only reached the **initial stage**. He still had a long way to go before his **flesh alone could rival a Martial Lord’s**.
But what he needed now was **resources**.
**Alchemy ingredients. Rare metals. High-tier spiritual herbs.**
Without them, his progress would **slow down**.
His mind immediately thought of **Jia Rong**—the artificer who now owed him **a very large debt**.
**“He should have gathered my materials by now.”**
A smirk played at the corner of his lips.
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### **The Artificers’ Guild – Jia Rong’s Desperation**
Meanwhile, inside the **Artificers’ Guild**, Jia Rong was sweating bullets.
Before him, neatly arranged in a storage ring, were **six sets of materials**.
Not ten. **Only six.**
“I—I searched everywhere,” Jia Rong stammered, his voice filled with anxiety. “But some of these materials are **too rare**, even for the guild! I’ve already used up my **entire savings** to acquire these six sets!”
He gulped, **his face pale**.
“Yunxiao… no, Young Master Li, please understand!”
**”Please understand?”**
Jia Rong **froze** as a voice sounded from behind him.
Slow. Cold. Amused.
Li Yunxiao **had arrived.**
Jia Rong **jerked his head up**, coming face-to-face with **those unreadable golden eyes**.
For a moment, he felt as if he were standing before **an emperor, rather than a young boy**.
“Only six sets?” Li Yunxiao mused. “I asked for ten.”
Jia Rong swallowed hard. “I… I did my best—”
“Then your best is **not enough**.”
The **casual** way he said it sent a shiver down Jia Rong’s spine.
“You have **one more day**,” Li Yunxiao continued, his tone completely indifferent. “If you can’t get the remaining four sets…”
He **paused**.
“You **won’t** like what happens next.”
Jia Rong felt **his knees weaken**.
He knew—this was not a bluff.
Li Yunxiao wasn’t just **some kid playing around**.
He was **serious**.
And **dangerous**.
With a deep bow, Jia Rong clenched his fists.
“Understood!”
He turned and **rushed out** of the guild, determined to complete his task.
Li Yunxiao watched him go, his smirk growing.
**”I don’t need shortcuts. I just need people who can deliver.”**
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### **The Next Morning – The Academy Gates**
Lan Fei stood at the academy’s entrance, arms crossed, his face **dark**.
He had spent **all night** training, pushing his **meridian circulation** to its limits.
Today, he would prove himself.
Today, he would **crush Li Yunxiao**.
But when he saw **Li Yunxiao approaching**, his stomach twisted.
Because Li Yunxiao **looked completely unbothered**.
Not a single bruise. No sign of fatigue. **Like nothing had happened at all.**
“Morning, Lan Fei,” Li Yunxiao said with a **smirk**.
Lan Fei’s fists clenched.
“…Enjoy your last day standing, trash.”
Li Yunxiao chuckled. “Oh? You’re still talking?”
His **mocking tone** sent a ripple of laughter through the onlookers.
Lan Fei’s face **turned red with anger**.
“Just wait. Tomorrow, on the training grounds… I’ll put you in your place!”
**”Tomorrow?”**
Li Yunxiao **tilted his head**, then gave a lazy shrug.
“Nah. **I don’t feel like waiting**.”
The air **instantly grew tense**.
Students **stopped breathing** for a moment, realizing what he had just implied.
“…What?” Lan Fei’s voice **dropped a pitch**.
Li Yunxiao **smiled**.
**”Let’s settle this now.”**
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### **End of Chapter 08**
**Next: The Fight Begins – Lan Fei vs. Li Yunxiao!**