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Regarding the matters concerning Gu, Xu Qiaoshan was aware that there was no need to ask further. Such a prominent figure, akin to someone soaring through the Nine Heavens, could not be measured by ordinary standards. It was uncertain how Yan Dong and the Daoist Sect were faring in their pursuit of that individual. The things the Daoist Sect sought had never been easy to obtain, yet many remained silent this time, for a saying from the Ninth Underworld circulated within the cultivation world.
The Dao Zun had never accounted for that variable.
Gu had also heard that saying, which Ye Youluo likely first uttered. After the battle in the Eastern Extreme Secret Realm, Ye Xiezi returned to the Sect and echoed similar sentiments.
Such a simple phrase had silenced everyone.
What was the Dao Zun? A being of great stature, truly detached from the passage of time, an immortal who understood all things yet remained unknowable. That saying might be the most fitting description of the Dao Zun; only the Dao Zun could oppose another Dao Zun.
Neither Yan Dong nor Youluo could calculate Gu Na as a variable, and the implications of that were profound.
Heaven and Earth do not deny; they regard all beings as mere pawns. Who would dare deny that? The Dao Zun's piece on the chessboard of Tiandong could only be moved by the Dao Zun himself. Among countless cultivators in the Dust Realm, Bu Luo was merely a piece on that chessboard. One could not rule out that behind Gu lay a multitude of secrets waiting to be revealed.
At this moment, it seemed no one wished to extend their reach; if they accidentally touched something they shouldn't, it could lead to their destruction, perhaps even preventing them from re-entering Lutuo.
Victory.
Defeat.
The arena echoed with those two words as they emerged between the two combatants, leaving everyone uncertain about whom they referred to.
In the arena, Jiang Anbo stood covered in dust after being struck down by Xu Zhu Di, yet he wore a wicked smile. Zhu Lan, who should have been reveling in triumph, instead wore a gloomy expression because Jiang Anbo's Blazing Sword was already poised at his throat.
Retrieving the magical artifact, Zhu Lan shook his head, realizing that he had indeed lost that time. Although both were evenly matched, Jiang Anbo's endless array of underhanded tactics truly left Zhu Lan feeling flustered, inevitably leading to mistakes. Initially, Yi Dong seemed to have the upper hand, but then Jiang Anbo turned the tables. Xu Zhu Di was not as fast as the Blazing Sword at first, which led to his defeat as well.
Luck, sheer luck, ha ha.
Jiang Anbo, who had won fairly against Zhu Lan, smiled with satisfaction. As he returned to the stands with Zhu Lan, he was about to boast about Yi Dong when he noticed Gu, who was panting heavily, alongside the tense Hong Yulong and Xu Qiaoshan.
Zhu Lan, curious to observe, did not leave. He wanted to gauge the strength of the Heavenly Ranking High Leg and see just how formidable they were.
There were countless Eastern Golden Core Nascent Soul Cultivators, yet only a few could make it onto the Two Lists. It was a rarity indeed; in such a vast Dust Realm, why were those individuals singled out? There seemed to be no reason for it.
Although the number of Nascent Souls was less than that of Golden Cores, Coco knew that only two cultivators had managed to rank on the Heavenly Ranking with Golden Core cultivation in five hundred years. If one were to look at Yi Dong's ranking, it was likely that for a millennium to come, no one would surpass Gu as a Golden Core Cultivator.
Even some cultivators who usually stayed within the city but had their own matters to attend to learned that Xu Qiaoshan had come into town to challenge Hong Yulong. They all set aside their tasks and made their way to the arena stands, hoping to gain some insights from the duel between the two.
Heavenly Ranking High Legs were seldom seen; it was undeniable. When they secluded themselves for cultivation, they rarely appeared in various dangerous places or forbidden zones. When they did show up in some small town and were recognized, they would be surrounded by curious onlookers.
It was only before the Sky East Tournament during that special period when those Heavenly Ranking High Legs hiding who knows where emerged like rabbits startled from a fire—one after another—causing Golden Cores to become as common as dogs and Nascent Souls to be everywhere; High Legs lost their value.
I found myself tainted by some unclean things.
Although unaware of what Gu did every day, Hong Yulong's keen perception allowed him to notice that Gu was unconsciously emanating a chill from the Ninth Underworld after months of accumulation.
That technique, Little Five Annihilation, was something Gu had comprehended within the Chaotic Dao Foundation. Coupled with fragments of memory from the Primordial Celestial Demon, he had crafted his own spell. While it consumed less spiritual energy and operated for longer compared to the authentic Little Five Annihilation, it couldn't withstand the fact that Gu's external chill had long entangled with his spiritual energy. Each time he healed someone, it drained an immense amount of his strength, making it difficult for Gu You to endure.
Every time he exerted himself to such an extent, the toll it took was something an ordinary cultivator would not be able to withstand.
Bu Luo had no doubt. With nothing to gain, the Mahayana Practitioner had been outside the Cave Heaven for days, undergoing treatment. Even though he could only catch a glimpse of the situation, combined with the long-term insights gained from the Dao Foundation, Gu's realm was subtly trending toward a higher level. Those things were becoming increasingly apparent to him.
No matter; could it be that Xu Qiaoshan from the Eastern War Book was involved?
Jiang?
Xu Qiaoshan asked, intrigued by the young man who was drenched in sweat and appeared somewhat disheveled. The unintentional aura he exuded was enough to make Xu feel something from another level, though he couldn't quite articulate what it was.
He felt a bit tired.
Gu nodded slightly and then said, "Is it possible that after Xu Qiaoshan challenges Hong Yulong, he will challenge me next? If it were an ordinary mistake, Gu Na's state wouldn't pose much of a problem. But if it's against a Late Stage of Nascent Soul cultivator like Hong Yulong, it might become overwhelming."
Please.
Seeing that Gu had no intention of sparring, Xu Qiaoshan politely said "please" and stepped forward toward the center of the Grand Arena.
Hong Yulong smirked and followed closely behind, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
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