I Can Give Talents-Chapter 259 – Legendary Grade

"Peak Core Formation Realm at 25? Is that impressive? When did you reach the Core Formation Realm?" Leyvi asked. The only cultivation genius he knew was Senior Sister June, who had once mentioned reaching the Core Formation Realm at age 20. She was his only reference point.

Crown Prince Dastan quickly stood up, seizing the opportunity to brag again. "Daa hahaha! Let this prince broaden your horizon with the timeline of a true genius. This prince started cultivating at the age of ten, possessing a Legendary-grade spirit root. At 13, this prince reached the Foundation Building Realm, and at 17, the Core Formation Realm! In four or five years, this prince will reach the Nascent Soul Realm, and the Soul Formation Realm by slightly over 100 years old. How's that? Are you impressed now? This is what you call a genius!"

Core Formation at 17? Leyvi was stunned. That was even faster than Senior Sister June. This clown prince might actually have a chance to marry her. But then Leyvi paused, recalling something the prince had said earlier.

"Clown Prince, what's this Legendary-grade spirit root?" Leyvi asked. In his mind, he had already guessed something. He had always believed that Anda's spirit root surpassed the top grade, given her incredible spiritual energy absorption speed. This might be the answer to that question.

Crown Prince Dastan felt another stab to his heart at being called "Clown Prince," but he endured it. Then he processed Leyvi's question. "Wait, you don't know this either? What are you people doing over there? Now this prince suspects it's not your continent that's backward—it's you who's backward. Did you come out of a cave or something?"

"Well, pretty much. You can say it like that. I don't know many things," Leyvi admitted openly. It was in his nature to wait until an opportunity to learn presented itself, like now, rather than actively seeking out answers. It was likely that the Cloud Continent already knew about this, but Leyvi just hadn't stumbled upon the information yet.

Crown Prince Dastan's mouth twitched. It turned out Leyvi was one of those ignorant types. The prince felt stupid for feeling proud while explaining such basic knowledge to him.

"Legendary-grade spirit root is any spirit root that reaches perfect harmony with the body's system, inducing an additional powerful suction effect while cultivating. Let me show you," Crown Prince Dastan said, stepping closer to Leyvi. He began absorbing spiritual energy from the surroundings.

A moment later, Leyvi felt an invisible vortex form around the prince, and spiritual energy was rapidly drawn into him. It was the same kind of invisible vortex that Anda had whenever she cultivated! So her spirit root had indeed reached the legendary grade! Leyvi realized.

"Daa hahaha! Did you feel that suction? That's what it means to be a cultivation genius! Only the luckiest of the lucky can possess a legendary-grade spirit root!" Crown Prince Dastan's arrogance soared to new heights.

"Reach perfect harmony? Are you saying that cultivators can make their bodies reach perfect harmony with their spirit roots and become legendary grade?" Leyvi asked, ignoring the prince's bragging.

"Theoretically, yes. But no one has ever figured out how to do it intentionally. Take this prince, for example. This prince's spirit root reached perfect harmony the moment it finished developing. But there are others who achieve it after their bodies undergo some changes. Researchers have spent centuries studying this phenomenon but still can't pinpoint why spirit roots and bodies reach perfect harmony. So, Leyvi, you can throw away any thoughts of having a legendary-grade spirit root. Only the chosen ones, like this prince, deserve this level of luck. Daa hahaha!"

Leyvi's mouth twitched. He turned around and began hopping away toward the towering tree. He had no desire to continue talking to the clown prince.

"Ahh... Leyvi! Wait for this prince! You promised to protect this prince!" Crown Prince Dastan called out, scrambling after him.

"I said I'd let you follow me. If you can't even keep up with me, someone at a much lower cultivation stage, then just admit you're useless," Leyvi said without stopping.

"This prince is not useless! This prince has no problem keeping up with you!" Crown Prince Dastan declared, clumsily executing his movement technique—something he had never really needed to use before.

While hopping, Leyvi's thoughts drifted back to the legendary-grade spirit root. Anda achieved hers right after obtaining the Heavenly Fragrance Harmony Body. The legendary spirit root requires perfect harmony, and her unique body has 'harmony' in its name. What a coincidence—or maybe that's why 'harmony' was included in the name. Leyvi's mind raced further. Does that mean the Yin-Yang Heavenly Bliss Dual Cultivation method we discovered, which came from a state of Yin-Yang harmony, was also influenced by Anda's unique body? The more he thought about it, the more plausible the conjecture seemed.

A day later, Leyvi finally stopped hopping. It wasn't because he was out of Qi—his reserves were still ample—but because his legs were exhausted. Traveling by hopping used far less Qi compared to flying, as he only needed to burst a small amount of Qi with each leap. However, repeating the same motion for an entire day had taken a toll on his leg muscles. By now, he had no idea how far he had traveled, but the landscape around him was still a vast savanna. Just how wide is this area?

Behind him, Crown Prince Dastan approached with a smug expression. "Daa hahaha! Tired already? This prince was so stressed earlier that this prince forgot about this spirit artifact in my space ring. This prince got tired for no reason! With countless spirit stones at my disposal, this prince no longer needs to tire myself traveling! However, it's a shame that this prince's valuable collection had to be used."

Leyvi ignored the prince's bragging and instead scrutinized the vehicle. It had a sturdy metal frame with array plates embedded along its body, connected to two wheels. At the top of the frame was a long seat and a handlebar for steering. Like most vehicle spirit artifacts, it was powered by spirit stones. Every time the prince pressed the handlebar, the array plates glowed, propelling the vehicle forward. It was a far advanced version of the bicycle that mortal people always used for travel.

Leyvi also owned several vehicle spirit artifacts—modified carriages he had used for group travel in the past—but their speed paled in comparison to his current hopping speed.

Leyvi didn't really need a vehicle spirit artifact like this, as he could rely on Mr. Bison or Scarlet for transportation. Unfortunately, they had been scattered randomly by the portal, leaving him without this means of travel. If not, why would he be hopping around? He would just relax on Mr. Bison's back and let him do the traveling.

"What do you call this spirit artifact?" Leyvi asked.

"This prince calls it the Crown Rider. A perfect name for a Crown Prince like this prince," Crown Prince Dastan replied, his bragging tone unwavering.

"Clown Rider? I agree," Leyvi said sarcastically. The verbal jab was so sharp that Crown Prince Dastan nearly fell off his vehicle.

Leyvi smirked as he noticed the extra space at the back of the seat. There was enough room for him to sit and share the ride. In the blink of an eye, Leyvi moved and took the seat.

"Let's go, Clown Prince. Continue moving toward that tree. We still have a long way to go," Leyvi ordered.

"Oi, this prince didn't allow you to ride this amazing Crown Rider! Get off!" Crown Prince Dastan protested, trying to shake Leyvi off.

"Just move. Why so noisy? Or do you want to stay here waiting for me to rest? The faster you meet your Royal Guard, the better," Leyvi said, completely unfazed.

"Argh! Dammit! This prince has never had to work for someone before! It's humiliating for someone of my stature!" Crown Prince Dastan whined, but he still accelerated the Crown Rider.

"Hmph, what's humiliating about working for someone? What makes you think that just because you have status, it's beneath you to do something for someone else? You're the future king. A king works for the benefit of his people. Are you saying it's humiliating to be a king? Your grandfather is the king, right? Is he humiliating to you? No wonder you're the Clown Prince. If you continue like this, your stupid kingdom will perish under your rule," Leyvi said, his words unfiltered and cutting. He felt the clown prince had become way too arrogant again, and it was time to pull him back to reality.

The Crown Rider suddenly swerved, nearly crashing, as Crown Prince Dastan felt multiple stabs to his heart from Leyvi's harsh words.

"Dammit, Leyvi, can you shut up? This prince can't stand your voice! You call this a Clown Rider, so that makes you a clown too," he barked, trying to deflect the criticism.

"Why? Do you feel annoyed? Just imagine everyone who has to endure your annoying voice as well. I'm always a clown, so this spirit artifact is perfect for me. You should give it to me too," Leyvi doubled down, his tone relentless.

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"Arghhh!" Crown Prince Dastan screamed in frustration, his voice echoing across the savanna.

Five days later.

"Leyvi, this prince feels like that stupid tree on the horizon hasn't gotten any closer. What's going on? Is it really that far?" Crown Prince Dastan asked.

Over the past five days, he had grown more accustomed to Leyvi's presence, and his immunity to Leyvi's insults had reached a high degree. He no longer felt as much sting when Leyvi called him "Clown Prince."