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“Is this the person who recently entered the top ten of the Qilin Ranking, the Holy Son of Kunlun?”
“It is said that a peerless genius has emerged from the holy land of Kunlun. Could it be this person? Yet this person seems boisterous, hardly resembling the demeanor of a peerless genius.”
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“Could it be that the sacred land of Kunlun is biased, pushing their Holy Son to the front of the Qilin Ranking?”
“So, the Holy Son of Tai Hua and the Holy Son of Kunlun know each other from before.”
People from various holy lands exclaimed in surprise.
Yan Zhiqiu, the current Holy Son of Kunlun, ranks tenth on the Qilin Ranking.
Like Lu Changsheng, Yan Zhiqiu hadn’t been on the Qilin Ranking for long and still hoped to challenge the top three, perhaps even the first position.
The value of the title ‘Holy Son of Kunlun’ is beyond doubt.
Jiang Yu’s gaze held a hint of jealousy.
Lu Changsheng even knew the Holy Son of Kunlun, had he, Jiang Yu, even less influence than Lu Changsheng in terms of connections?
In this way, Jiang Yu was even less advantaged compared to Lu Changsheng.
“Hahaha, you finally remember? Right, and what about Fairy Shangguan?”
Recalling how he had unsuccessfully tried to ingratiate himself with Shangguan Zhao’er, Yan Zhiqiu’s mind became active upon seeing Lu Changsheng.
“No comment.”
Lu Changsheng certainly didn’t want to cause trouble for Shangguan Zhao’er.
Speaking of which, was this peculiar individual truly the Holy Son of Kunlun?
In Tianyang City, Yan Zhiqiu was only an Earth Immortal, and now, it’s unknown through what secret technique, his cultivation had reached the first tier of the Immortal Emperor, ranking him tenth on the Qilin Ranking.
Daoist Chongxu cleared his throat lightly, “We, from the sacred land of Kunlun, have gathered friends from various paths here at the holy land of Tai Hua to annihilate the Blood Sea Palace and remove this scourge. Although we from Kunlun initiated this, this is the holy land of Tai Hua, and Lin Xuantong has attained the intelligence on the Blood Sea Palace. Therefore, the overall command will be handed over to Lin Xuantong. Friends, do you have any objections?”
All the holy lands acquiesced.
Lin Xuantong, the monstrous talent who had ranked second on the Qilin Ranking of his year, with the first place being the current Sect Leader of Kunlun, made Lin Xuantong’s second place extremely prestigious.
Lin Qinghan spoke, “My father is still processing intelligence related to the Blood Sea Palace and will make deployments in a couple of days. Please wait patiently.”
“Miss Lin, the scenery of the Tai Hua holy land is beautiful; even if we were to stay here a few more days, what harm would there be?”
“We are indebted to Miss Lin.”
Many young elites from the present holy lands spoke to flatter Lin Qinghan.
Lin Qinghan’s popularity was not low among the various holy lands; after all, she was Lin Xuantong’s daughter. Marrying into the Lin Clan would mean the offspring might command the holy land of Tai Hua one day.
Grand Freedom Buddha glanced at a Buddha Son from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and the latter stood up, “Amitabha Buddha, since we need to wait for another two or three days, I, the Buddha Son Lord Xingwang from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, would like to experience the cultivation technique of the Holy Son of Tai Hua. May I inquire if the Holy Son of Tai Hua is willing to enlighten me?”
All eyes turned to Lu Changsheng, eager to know whether he would dare to accept the challenge.
The Buddha Son Lord Xingwang of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was a Buddhist genius ranked fourteenth on the Qilin Ranking, nine places higher than Lu Changsheng.
This gathering of elite youths from various holy lands signified that whoever lost would somewhat tarnish the reputation of their respective holy land.
Elder figures like the White Immortal Emperor, Liu Mufeng, Jiang Sheng, Jin Yun Immortal Fairy, Buddha Baoguang, Daoist Chongxu, Sword Saint Wuji, and others observed Lu Changsheng’s reaction.
Cultivation was not just about comparing talents, but also temperaments.
“I couldn’t possibly ‘enlighten’ you, but we can spar modestly.”
Lu Changsheng was not a person who liked to provoke trouble, but he was not someone who shied from it either.
Since Buddha Lord Xingwang had challenged him, there was no reason for Lu Changsheng to back down.
With the astonishing efficacy of the “Origin Dao Fruit,” one of the eighteen Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Lu Changsheng had cultivated the “Qing Emperor Eternal Life Art” to the ninth layer of the Great Perfection Realm in this period, his physique now comparable to a lower-tier Emperor Soldier.
Lu Changsheng couldn’t boast about the strength of his offensive skills, but his ability to survive, in the same realm, was nearly invincible.
In addition, he had mastered the lower-tier Emperor Tier martial technique “Thousand Buddha Demon Subduing Hand” recently and was ready to test it on a Buddha Son from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Lu Changsheng’s humble reply surprised many, and elders like Liu Mufeng, Buddha Baoguang, White Immortal Emperor, Sword Saint Wuji, and others looked on with approbation.
To duel in front of so many talented individuals and even elders from different holy lands was to face tremendous pressure.
Lu Changsheng was the Holy Son of Tai Hua, while Buddha Lord Xingwang was a Buddha Son of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. The loser would be a stepping stone for the victor, and it could even lead to a shattered Dao heart. Such occurrences were not without precedent.
“This guy is underestimating the strength of a Reincarnated Ancient Buddha. Although we can’t strike to kill in the holy land of Tai Hua, if we can undermine his Dao spirit, that would eliminate a future threat,” Grand Freedom Buddha thought with a cold inner smile.
Grand Freedom Buddha was well aware of the capabilities of Buddha Lord Xingwang, this Reincarnated Ancient Buddha.
It was possible that Buddha Lord Xingwang might enter the top ten of the Qilin Ranking at his fifty-thousandth year of cultivation.
“It’s not a bad thing to have Buddha Lord Xingwang curb his sharpness,” Grand Freedom Buddha thought.
Jiang Sheng also watched the spectacle with interest.
“This is rather interesting.”
Daoist Chongxu, Yan Zhiqiu, and other Elders and Disciples from Kunlun watched eagerly, looking forward to the battle.
Friendly sparring among the talents of the holy lands was common.
Lin Qinghan, however, was deeply concerned, “Junior brother, the Buddha Sons of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple are mostly Reincarnated Ancient Buddhas, well-versed in secret Buddhist techniques, and truly formidable. They cannot be judged by normal realms.”
“Senior sister, no need to worry. Our Tai Hua holy land also has its unique cultivation techniques, and they are surely no less than the Buddhist martial techniques of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.”
Lu Changsheng was indeed unafraid of the cultivation techniques from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
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