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"Hey, why stop? It's boring, really boring."
As the two walked through the Eastern Arena, one boasted about his good luck while the other, with a sharp tongue, remarked on the high stance of his legs. There was Gu Ping at the railing, drinking and acting tipsy, which only made the person in front of him seem even more likable.
Only after the battle of the moon did one realize that there are always people beyond people, and realms beyond realms. Coming to the moon brought him an increase in cultivation, and he hoped that Brother would not hesitate to impart some teachings.
"Just go ahead."
Jiang Anbo was not one to be polite; he welcomed Dong Lai. After all, anyone could see that there was something fishy about that battle. But since neither of them spoke of it, Jiang Anbo considered himself lucky. After all, who could blame Zhu Lai Mang for a slip in Spiritual Energy during his technique?
"May I ask for your esteemed names, Brothers?"
"This is Jiang Ping, and this is Jiang Anbo, my brother."
Gu Ping insisted as if he himself had defeated Zhu Lan.
"Then we won't disturb you two any longer. Farewell."
"Until we meet again."
"Why did he kick earlier? I thought he would deny his mistake?"
"I’m worried about exposing something if I continue. Someone was secretly observing me just now."
"How did I notice?"
Right across from him stood a Middle-Aged Man who seemed to have high hopes for him; he should be at the Divine Period level of cultivation.
I deny it. How could I sense it?
The breath of life and mental strength may not be accurate; they are not as real and reliable as spiritual perception.
As the two chatted, they returned to Sky's End Tower and found a secluded house to temporarily reside in. After all, there were still more than two months until the Sky East Tournament began. Those who arrived early were often just minor players; unless there was some significant movement, the true geniuses from the Major Sects would only arrive within the first ten days.
It should be that examiner I encountered during Red Sky, who almost kicked his daughter. Later, during Seiya's test, he personally served as the examiner for him. Coco must have seen him come and wanted to check his strength.
There was also a Ninth Underworld cultivator nearby, which made me wary of exposing my identity.
A Nine Nether Cultivator? Am I sure?
I wondered if he had really drunk too much.
Jiang Anbo knew Gu Ping wouldn't actually get drunk, but could it be that a Nine Nether Cultivator had already arrived? Although the Sky East Tournament was open to all cultivators under one hundred years old from the Eastern Realm, including Nine Nether Cultivators, they typically only gathered in the initial days. Why would they appear early this time?
After all, Tiandong City and Feicheng were known gathering places for cultivators. While not everyone would openly target Ninth Underworld cultivators, it was still a place where they wouldn’t find much favor; generally, no one would seek out trouble for themselves.
During the Eastern Extreme Secret Realm event, he had met Zhang Liuyuan, who claimed to be the Nine Nether Distant Lord. He had been lurking in the World of Dust for over sixty years and was only slightly younger than Tenglan, known as Zhongshang. The large-scale invasion of Nine Nether Cultivators during this Eastern Extreme Secret Realm seemed more like a signal—a sign of a massive invasion.
Did I say that Nine Nether Cultivators would invade the World of Mortals?
"I don't deny it," he said. It was indeed what the Nine Nether Cultivator said. Moreover, he had encountered a blind man who could use Dong Qi—he was strong; he should have been able to deny it too. Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, couldn't either.
A blind man who could use Dong Qi? Jiang Anbo thought for a moment and then exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be Ye Youluo?"
Ye Xiezi said that about himself.
That person was skilled in plotting. It wouldn't be surprising if he had set up the situation in the Eastern Extreme Secret Realm.
He said, "I don't deny," Daoist Master Wei Guangming.
That seemingly plain statement caused Jiang Anbo to spit out the mouthful of wine he had just taken. Everyone knew what the title Dao Zun implied, but if Daoist Master Wei Guangming presented evidence, there might be a chance for a comeback. Jiang Anbo didn't believe it, and likely no one else would either.
He uttered a heavy remark, and Gu Ping looked at Jiang Anbo with some amusement.
What?
Seeing Gu Ping's expression reminded Jiang Anbo of the Banquet Table under Gu Ping's influence, and an ominous premonition suddenly struck him.
He claimed his appearance was beyond Dao Zun's calculations.
Could it be related to the Light Path Classic?
That wasn't a heavy remark. Gu Ping stood up and opened the window, allowing the evening sunlight to pour into their room. The undulating sea surface sparkled with light, and occasionally seabirds could be seen descending from the sky to catch fish before flying away. What were they thinking about this heavy remark?
They?
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