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"Oh, I see!" Ren Pingsheng said somewhat regretfully. He was in good form and really wanted to continue fighting, but since the other party said so, he had no choice. He couldn't just cling on endlessly!
Seeing that Ren Pingsheng looked clearly unsatisfied, Yao Yuping felt a chill in his heart. This guy couldn't be a battle maniac, could he? Otherwise, why would he have fought for so long without showing any signs of discomfort? At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief; if the fight continued, he would definitely lose. After all, he could barely hold his sword steady now.
"Hmph, I only admired your initial-stage Martial Master cultivation for being able to fight me to this extent. That's why I don't want to continue competing with you. This ranking doesn't mean much to me," Yao Yuping said confidently before turning away.
"Hehe, what an interesting person," Ren Pingsheng chuckled and shook his head, but he also gained a clearer understanding of his own strength. Yao Yuping's ability should be considered average among the perfected Martial Masters. Even if he could win, it would come at a significant cost.
"What a pity. It seems that my strength can only be considered above average entering the Sword King Tomb this time. There are probably quite a few who are stronger than me. If only I could advance my strength further, then I wouldn't have to fear anything." As he stepped down from the challenge platform, he knew that since he had just broken through not long ago, it wouldn't be easy to break through again.
"However, if I'm careful, there shouldn't be any major problems. With three or four days left, I should focus on enhancing my Cloud Artistic Conception!" The direction he was heading was the Realm of Artistic Conception. Like the Outer Court, it was a place specifically for improving one's understanding of Artistic Conception.
After exchanging points for three days of training, Ren Pingsheng entered the Realm of Artistic Conception and began practicing the Wind and Cloud Sword Technique and the Ethereal Step. He aimed to deepen his understanding of Cloud Artistic Conception and strive to increase his strength.
While he was fully immersed in his training, he was unaware that outside there was quite a stir due to changes in the Silver Ranking. In fact, the Silver Ranking often changed every few days and usually didn't cause such a commotion.
However, this time Ren Pingsheng had reached the fiftieth position with his initial-stage Martial Master cultivation. This made everyone uneasy. An initial-stage Martial Master entering the Silver Ranking was like a slap in the face to those who were all perfected Martial Masters on the list!
Especially those ranked below fifty; their eyes turned red with envy as they rushed to challenge Ren Pingsheng. Some even sought out Yao Yuping for information about him but were met with closed doors. The entire inner court was stirred up because of Ren Pingsheng's unintentional actions.
"Indeed, he's still young and inexperienced; he's too restless. To have such strength at the initial-stage Martial Master level means that the Demon Emperor from Demon Soul Valley is likely within him; otherwise, how could he display such monstrous talent?" Li Yun thought upon hearing this news and immediately confirmed his previous suspicions. He couldn't believe that Ren Pingsheng achieved all these feats solely based on his own abilities.
"Hmph, since that's the case, don't blame me; some things are beyond your reach," he murmured softly to himself, his eyes filled with coldness.
"Cloud drifts without trace, clouds roll and unfold; departure and arrival are indifferent; change comes from within." So it was! In Stone House, Ren Pingsheng wore a smile as his figure moved like flowing clouds and flowing water—ethereal and free. His Movement Technique became more casual and less rigid.
"Fifteen percent understanding of Cloud Artistic Conception is not bad. It's time to leave." He gently stood up and walked outside. Three days had passed already, and it was almost time for the Sword King Tomb to open in a month.
After leaving the Realm of Artistic Conception, Ren Pingsheng did not return to his residence but went to the Outer Court to gather with Chu Xiao, Fei Hou, and Chen Cheng Batian for a good chat. He had a premonition that this trip might take quite some time before he could return. So he wanted to say goodbye to these friends with whom he got along well.
Of course, he didn't mention where he was going; he only said that he planned to go out alone for some experience and might not return for a long time so they shouldn't worry.
The gathering was brief; after chatting and laughing together for a while, they parted ways.
"Is it already time?" Ren Pingsheng felt the Sword King Order in his hand begin to tremble slightly, knowing that the moment was approaching. He raised his eyes to gaze at the distant night sky and felt inexplicably melancholic. Perhaps it was because he would be parting for some time. He hadn't expected to develop some feelings for this place.
He gave a bitter smile as he felt the Sword King Order vibrating in his hand. Then a white light spread out, quickly enveloping Ren Pingsheng. Soon after, he sensed a familiar spatial fluctuation, a feeling that only occurred during teleportation.
After a dizzying spin, it took over a minute for Ren Pingsheng to regain his senses. The moment he became aware, he cautiously surveyed his surroundings. Only after confirming there was no danger did he let out a sigh of relief.
"The sensation of long-distance teleportation is indeed unpleasant. But where is this? I can't even recognize if it's a remote wilderness," he muttered helplessly, shaking his still slightly dizzy head.
"Just a few One Hundred Thousand miles; this hardly qualifies as long-distance teleportation. It should be at least hundreds of thousands of miles," Demon Emperor said dismissively.
"Hundreds of thousands of miles? Is there such a long-distance teleportation?" Ren Pingsheng asked in surprise.
"Well, you haven't encountered it yet. The ten Secondary Cities in Snow State all have teleportation arrays, and they are separated by hundreds of thousands or even millions of miles, which is why they have teleportation arrays. Some major powers also set up teleportation arrays. However, cities below level one almost never have them. Once you experience more, you'll understand."
"Secondary City? I've never seen one; I really need to check it out sometime." Just as he finished speaking, the sound of fighting suddenly reached him from afar, immediately putting him on alert.
A few minutes later, Ren Pingsheng approached the source of the commotion, where three High-Level Martial Artist Realm fighters were surrounding a single Perfected Realm Martial Artist.
"Kid, hand over the Sword King Order. You must have just teleported here! We didn't expect our luck to be this good. Even if your cultivation is one level higher, you're no match for the three of us," one of the three, clearly the leader, exclaimed with delight.
"Hmph, fool. Does having numbers matter? The Sword King Order is on me, but unfortunately for you, you'll never see it." The besieged man was dressed in black and had a cold demeanor; he merely flicked his Longsword, moving with lightning speed and flickering around. The three attackers fell to the ground in disbelief, with only a trace of blood left at their throats.
"What a fast sword and impressive strength," Ren Pingsheng thought to himself as he watched from the shadows. The man's swift and precise movements were undoubtedly among the top tier of Martial Master Realm Martial Artists.
The Black-Clad Cold-Faced Man glanced disdainfully at the lifeless trio before leaving with an indifferent expression.
"It seems that the Sword King Order didn't teleport directly to Cloud Hidden City, but rather to this vicinity. The varying distances caused some to arrive earlier and others later. I didn't expect there would be people lurking around here trying to seize the Sword King Order."
Ren Pingsheng quickly pieced together what had happened; it seemed many knew about the Sword King Tomb. At least the news of this teleportation must have spread for opportunists to appear.
"Ah!" Suddenly, a distant scream echoed faintly. It seemed someone else had died; it was unclear whether it was the owner of the Sword King Order or another opportunist.
"I need to be cautious; there are likely quite a few people around here," Ren Pingsheng thought warily. He then vanished from sight, preparing to search for the direction of Cloud Hidden City. He believed that it couldn't be far away.
However, perhaps due to his good fortune, just a few minutes later, he was intercepted by two individuals. Both had attained the level of High-Level Martial Artist Realm, looking at Ren Pingsheng with fierce expressions.
"Kid, you don't seem that strong; are you here to fish in troubled waters?"
"Hehe, two big brothers, you're right; I'm just trying my luck. After all, who would want to miss out on such a huge opportunity?" Ren Pingsheng replied with an ingratiating smile.
"Hmph, with someone like you, I could easily slap you to death. Don't overestimate yourself. Tell me, have you seen anyone capable?" one of them asked rudely.
"Not long ago, there were sounds of fighting coming from that direction, but unfortunately, I didn't dare to go over at the time. I just don't know if they're still there," Ren Pingsheng casually pointed in a direction and replied politely.
"Nonsense, we just came from that way not long ago. It seems like you're not being honest! You wouldn't happen to have the Sword King Order on you, would you?" the two said with a hint of meaning.
Ren Pingsheng remained silent; he had only wanted to slip by unnoticed, but it seemed that wouldn't work now. With a sigh in his heart, he swiftly drew his Azure Wind Sword. The Sword Light flashed, illuminating the night and the eyes of the two men. They were startled, and just as they were about to counterattack with joy in their hearts, they felt a pain in their throats and then lost their breath entirely.
"Well, more people are coming; this is really troublesome!" He touched their bodies and then they vanished without a trace, leaving those who pursued them empty-handed.
"The person definitely hasn't gone far; chase after them!" This time there were three people, one of whom was a Perfected Realm Martial Artist. It seemed they had also come for the Sword King Order.
"Hehe, although the Sword King Order is a good thing, being out here in the wilderness can easily cost you your life if you're not careful. Unless you're very close or arrived here early," Ren Pingsheng hid in the shadows and watched them leave before disappearing again.
"It looks like I need to find a place to hide properly. Tonight is destined to be an unsettled night." He no longer searched for Cloud Hidden City but instead took some time to find a place to conceal himself.
With his Azure Emperor's Breath Control Technique's power, as long as he didn't reveal himself, even someone beneath or above a tree would hardly notice him.
After just one hour had passed, Ren Pingsheng hiding in the tree heard screams coming from several places. Moreover, the situation was escalating.
"What a crazy night; so many people have already died before even entering the Sword King Tomb."
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