The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 600

“Tang Ming, how do you want this competition to be decided?” one of the elders asked, his voice calm but carrying across the arena.

Tang Ming lifted his chin, pride glinting in his eyes. “A few years ago, I placed eleventh in the herb knowledge test. My name is carved into the stone stele rankings—you can see it for yourself.”

There was no modesty in his tone—only certainty. Among the younger generation, he stood alone. Everyone ranked above him had long since died. There was no one left to challenge his claim.

“So,” he continued, glancing at Alex, “I’ll take the herb ranking test again. I’m confident I’ll enter the top ten. You should take it too. Whoever ranks higher wins this competition.”

“Alright,” Alex said.

His voice was flat, almost indifferent. The truth was, he didn’t care.

“Good!” Tang Ming grinned, already turning away. “I’ll head to the medical pavilion now.”

Without waiting another second, he rushed down the peak toward the stone stele test, his robes fluttering behind him.

He left Alex standing in the arena with the referee.

The referee watched Tang Ming disappear, then let out a quiet sigh. “He truly believes he’s going to win… and no one even bothers correcting him anymore.”

Alex glanced at him. “So… what now?”

The referee looked exhausted, as if the outcome had already drained him. He raised his hand lazily.

“I declare Jun Jiu—ranked first on the stone stele rankings—as the winner.”

For a moment, there was silence.

Then the disciples burst into laughter.

No one questioned it. No one objected.

Waiting for Tang Ming’s result would’ve been nothing but a waste of time.

Without any trouble, Alex advanced to the next round. Only sixteen remained.

“I want to fight him.” Alex’s next opponent—a very big guy—stepped forward, eyes burning with confidence—confidence built on disbelief.

He refused to accept that Alex was unbeatable.

That belief didn’t last long.

Moments later, he was on his knees, head lowered in surrender.

Even elders couldn’t defeat Alex—what chance did an outer disciple have?

Soon, Alex stood among the top eight.

For the outer disciples, this was more than just another round.

This fight would decide their fate for the entire year.

Their rank would determine everything—their resources, their status, their future within the sect.

And for many of them… it was the difference between rising—or being forgotten.

“Jun Jiu.”

A very beautiful female disciple stepped onto the arena, her movements calm, deliberate. She didn’t take a fighting stance. Instead, she faced Alex with a faint, confident smile.

“I don’t want to fight you,” she said. “Let’s compete in something else—herb cultivation.”

Alex looked at her for a moment, then gave a small nod. “Alright.”

To him, it made no difference.

With Gaia’s complete knowledge of herb growth—and the countless experiments he had already run in the virtual lab, testing every possible method to push growth to its absolute limit—this kind of competition was effortless.

“I choose the Eternal Blue Flower,” the beautiful woman said, her smile widening.

A ripple of shock spread instantly through the crowd.

“That’s cheating!” a disciple shouted from outside the arena. “Xiao Huang is Elder Xiao’s disciple! Only their lineage has ever grown the Eternal Blue Flower!”

“Exactly! For hundreds of years, it’s been passed down only between them!”

“It’s impossible for anyone else to grow it!”

“I heard even the sect library doesn’t have a complete method—just fragments of basic records!”

“There’s no way Jun Jiu can beat Xiao Huang in this!”

The murmurs grew louder, turning into a wave of certainty.

This wasn’t a fair competition.

It was a trap.

Alex, however, simply nodded again. “Okay. I agree.”

Xiao Huang’s smile deepened, almost radiant with victory. In her eyes, the outcome was already decided.

“Good,” she said. “We’ll both write down our methods. Then we’ll let an elder judge.”

Her confidence wasn’t without reason.

The judge would be Elder Xiao—her own master.

And in the entire sect, no one understood the Eternal Blue Flower better than her.

There was only one thing Xiao Huang had worried about—

That Alex might refuse.

But he didn’t.

And now, there was nothing left that could threaten her win.

Paper and ink were brought forward.

The two of them sat across from each other and began to write.

The arena fell into a tense silence, broken only by the faint scratch of brush against paper.

Alex finished first.

Without hesitation, he set his brush down.

One of the staff members quickly collected his paper and delivered it to Elder Xiao.

The old woman took it, her expression indifferent as her eyes scanned the contents.

A second passed.

Then her lips curled in disdain.

“What nonsense.”

She scoffed, her voice sharp and dismissive.

“This is complete garbage.”

With a flick of her wrist, she threw the paper aside as if it disgusted her.

“Even as a theoretical method, this is nothing but fantasy. Unrealistic. Absurd.”

Xiao Huang’s paper was finally delivered to Elder Xiao.

The moment the old woman began reading, her expression lit up. A wide, satisfied smile spread across her face.

“Yes… this is correct. Good. Very good.”

She lifted her head and looked toward the Peak Leader. “I’ve reviewed both submissions. My decision is clear—Xiao Huang is the winner.”

Li Qingxue’s brows drew together. “Are you certain?”

Elder Xiao gave a short, confident laugh. “Of course, Miss Li Qingxue. You may be a core disciple, but I’ve spent my entire life cultivating the Eternal Blue Flower. Who could possibly understand it better than I do?”

The referee didn’t hesitate. He raised his hand.

“The winner is Xiao Huang.”

A ripple moved through the arena.

Alex simply nodded.

He didn’t argue. Didn’t react.

To him, this competition had been nothing more than a way to pass time. His method was correct—he knew that—but it was far beyond what these people could comprehend. Too advanced. Too far ahead of their understanding.

And he had already secured a place in the top ten.

That was enough.

Li Qingxue would have no reason to make a move against him now.

He turned, ready to leave the arena and return to his hut.

But before he could take more than a step, a sudden commotion broke out among the elders and the Peak Leader.

Li Qingxue’s voice cut through the noise. “There may be valuable insight in Jun Jiu’s theory. How can you dismiss it as garbage without even properly reading it?”

Elder Xiao let out a harsh laugh.

“I don’t need to read the entire thing,” she said, waving a hand dismissively. “The moment I saw him claim the Eternal Blue Flower could grow to twenty-five centimeters, I knew it was nonsense.”

Her eyes gleamed with certainty.

“In all my years, the largest I’ve ever cultivated was twenty centimeters. That alone proves his theory is absurd.”

The Peak Leader leaned forward slightly, his tone calmer, more measured. “It wouldn’t hurt to read it fully. He is ranked first on the herb stele. There may be something worth considering—perhaps a new perspective.”

“Rubbish is still rubbish,” Elder Xiao snapped.

She rose to her feet, her sleeve flicking sharply as she pointed directly at Alex.

“You—Jun Jiu!”

Her voice rang across the arena, loud and unforgiving.

“You’d better admit it yourself—that what you wrote is complete nonsense!”

Her gaze burned with disdain.

“An Eternal Blue Flower reaching twenty-five centimeters? Who do you think you are?”

She let out a cold, mocking laugh.

“I’m starting to wonder… have you ever even seen an Eternal Blue Flower in your life?”

Alex frowned, his gaze locking onto the arrogant elder.

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