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"Which is stronger, Tenglan Shixiong or Chief?"
Tan Siyuan, Hu Yang, and Yuda Zhi walked together with Gao Gong. After all, neither Yuda Zhi nor Hu Yang had ever considered battling those fierce individuals. They followed Tan Siyuan and Gao Gong, protecting Yi Dong Junior, hoping to blend in. As for rankings, I don't deny it. Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, and that even more monstrous Chief?
Coco believed Tenglan Shixiong was slightly stronger. After all, age mattered; in the Cultivation World, living longer meant knowing more and accumulating experiences, which led to greater strength.
That statement indicated Yuda Zhi had some understanding of the cultivator's path. Even if one were an ordinary person, a lifetime could be enough to master what they were not good at—let alone a cultivator.
A Golden Core Cultivator could spend nearly three years in idle pursuits. I don't deny it; eventually, there would be some breakthroughs. Coupled with the long accumulation of Dong Lai, a Golden Core Cultivator's hope of breaking through to Nascent Soul was immense. I don't deny it; during the Divine Period, the barriers between humans and gods were significant, while other realms could be comprehended over a long time.
Thus, having lived over fifty years longer than Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, clearly provided a substantial advantage. Who knew how many Talismans Tenglan had yet to use? How many secret techniques remained unutilized? How many life-saving elixirs did he possess? So if it came down to a fight, Tenglan's chances of survival would certainly be greater than Gu's.
But why did Tenglan Shixiong lose before?
Hu Yang's example was hard to refute. After all, in front of everyone, losing meant losing. No matter how many opportunities I had missed because I lost, in this harsh reality of cultivation, losing was simply losing—there were no excuses or reasons that anyone would listen to.
Whether to use one's advantages depended on one's judgment of the situation. Even if I had numerous advantages at my disposal but failed to utilize them initially, they were meaningless.
This didn't account for their respective Spirit Pets' strengths. Tenglan Shixiong's Azure Wind Antelope might be a noble beast among predators; what use did Chief's little fox have?
Chief Senior Brother had never used weapons; how could I know if he had any hidden weapons up his sleeve?
As the two argued back and forth—one insisting that Tenglan was undoubtedly the stronger while the other claimed Gu had merely been lucky—Gao Gong felt a bit embarrassed. The two were completely oblivious to their status as disciples from prestigious families and seemed unaware of the significance of their participation in the Demonstration. Shaking his head, Gao Gong turned to discuss swordsmanship with Tan Siyuan.
Mingyue's Sword astonished everyone, bringing the previously unnoticed Outer Sect Disciple into the spotlight. It was no surprise that Tan Siyuan would surely secure a place on the Dongyi's Two Lists rankings.
Tan Siyuan was bound to enter the Outer Court, and perhaps in a couple of years, he might inadvertently become a True Inheritance disciple. In the future, it would be beneficial to rely on him; at that time, leaving a good impression could potentially help Yi Dong himself.
Ah, that move! It was only after receiving guidance from Xuanming Senior Brother that I was fortunate enough to comprehend it. He had scolded me many times for it.
Tan Siyuan blushed slightly as he gestured with his Willow Sword. Most female sword users preferred slender swords, which allowed for more varied techniques and tricky angles. The elegance of holding a Willow Sword between one's legs was far removed from the roughness associated with men, making it quite popular among women.
"Have you seen Chief Senior Brother wielding a sword?"
The two who were arguing fiercely nearby overheard Tan Siyuan's words and quickly gathered around.
I think it was called Liangyi Sword, but I can't recall clearly. One half is black, and the other half is red, with a gray hilt. It looks like a very peculiar sword. The black side has never shone, while when the red side lights up, it feels as if the entire world is illuminated by countless rays of light, trapping you in a vast net with no way to escape.
"Liangyi Sword? I've never heard of it. What level of treasure sword is that?"
Gao Gong looked at Tan Siyuan with fervor. When it came to treasure swords, Gao Gong had an almost fanatical interest. Every time he heard about their possession of a treasure sword, he longed to see it with his own eyes. With his humble abilities, how could he possibly admire Tiandong's renowned swords?
It seemed at least to be a sword of artifact level; however, I wonder why Chief Senior Brother never summoned its spirit.
During battles, artifacts hold an advantage over Spiritual Energy. One reason is that artifact spirits can fight independently to some extent, thereby protecting their wielder and unleashing powerful spells.
It might even be an exceptional one.
Yuda Zhi pouted, feeling that it was unfair for all the good fortune to be monopolized by Coco and Bei Qin. Surely, they should leave a way out for others. With such cultivation and strength, combined with their mastery of magical artifacts, they were practically invincible. They could already rival Tenglan, who was known as Zhongshang, and had long since made a name for themselves as a Divine Cultivator. Yuda Zhi shook his head vigorously, not daring to think any further.
Even a Medium-Grade Spirit Tool was not weak at all.
How could that be?
Just as Yuda Zhi was about to respond, he noticed that the voice came from behind him. The three people standing in front of him remained silent, but the voice clearly originated from behind. That meant there was someone else—definitely not an enemy.
Before he could draw his magical artifact, a Small Lightning Technique struck towards him from behind. He took two steps forward to create some distance before daring to turn around and see who had appeared behind him.
Who are you?
Tan Siyuan pointed his sword at the figure, not daring to underestimate them. After all, they had silently appeared before them, clearly not someone to take lightly. Better to be cautious.
You killed my people.
A figure with somewhat Canghong skin stood there, an ominous aura surrounding them. With every movement, it felt as if a chilling wind swept through the area. The long robe billowed without wind, and a cold presence enveloped Tan Siyuan and the others, making it feel as though they were trapped in an ice cellar.
How could this be?
What a coincidence.
Not us.
Yang Sheng and Xiao Zhang encountered each other. If they had run into a Mistake or a disciple at the Foundation Establishment Stage with slightly weaker abilities, neither would have bothered with pleasantries. They would have immediately taken out their treasures and smashed them right on the Mistake's forehead without any hesitation.
However, when two Half-Step Deities meet, things become complicated. If they were to engage in a fight and end up mutually injuring each other, it would only benefit their opponents.
At that moment, I don't deny that they were in a situation where any conflict could easily attract attention. If a fight broke out, the sounds of battle would surely be heard, leading to unwanted discovery. It seemed there was no need for any confrontation after all.
"Have we found anything?"
"Found something? You think I would tell you?"
Yang Sheng and Xiao Zhang clearly had contrasting personalities; one was eccentric while the other was calm and experienced. They complemented each other well enough that Yang Sheng didn’t mind Xiao Zhang’s arrogance, and it wouldn’t lead to a major fallout over a few words.
"Why am I not leaving?"
"Why am I not leaving?"
Unless our Sect members were nearby, they both said in unison.
It seemed their thoughts aligned on keeping the Mistake occupied to prevent it from causing trouble for their junior brothers. Moreover, having two Half-Step Deity Cultivators together significantly reduced the risk of being targeted by disciples from other sects, greatly increasing their chances of staying there until the initial Coco situation was resolved.
That seemed rather dull to me; it would be better if they cooperated.
Xiao Zhang was the first to propose cooperation. Although neither of them had initially considered it, getting Coco to let go of her prejudices was no easy task. After all, while the relationship between Cheng Zong and Jade Void Sect wasn’t terrible, it certainly wasn’t great either.
In addition, Half-Step Deity Cultivators often hold themselves in high regard and are not easily swayed to cooperate with others. However, when Xiao Zhang proposed collaboration, Yang Sheng couldn't help but regard him with newfound respect.
Well.
Since Xiao Zhang had brought it up, Yang Sheng had even less reason to refuse. Thus, their partnership became a natural progression.
Did I sense someone watching me?
Hmm.
It seemed that Yang Sheng decisively agreed to Xiao Zhang's proposal for cooperation. The two of them soon realized they were being followed. At that moment, encountering such a situation was fortuitous; it was best to join forces, especially since the stalker had been trailing them for so long without either of them pinpointing their exact location. It was likely that the follower was no ordinary person.
By the quiet Cold Pool, Gao Hong stood suspended in mid-air, his eyes closed and his focus entirely on sensing the movements around him. He knew that the enemy lurked nearby and that he had lost a fellow disciple to Hades. Yet, he couldn't even determine where the enemy was hiding, which was truly disheartening.
If I don’t come out, then he will force me to.
Gao Hong took out the Primordial Pearl, a treasure bestowed by his Sect. This powerful artifact was forged from the Primordial Chaos and infused with the essence of Azure Spirit Treasure Heaven Jade. Although it was a replica, it still possessed considerable power. As Gao Hong activated the pearl, a swirling azure light radiated outward, revealing the hidden enemies around him.
A dark aura enveloped those individuals, their chilling presence far surpassing even that of the deep Cold Pool. Gao Hong felt as if he were being encased in an icy grip and looked at those figures in astonishment as he uttered two words.
Ninth Underworld.
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