“Mr. Feng, your younger brother is about to exchange blows with a disciple from Tai Hua, and it has attracted quite a crowd.”
“Is it the Holy Son of Tai Hua?”
“No, it is the disciple of Tai Hua’s Holy Son.”
“Hmm?”
Feng Mu was engaged in a conversation with the Saint Lord of Primordial, seeking to improve relations with the Holy Land of Primordial, and upon hearing that Feng Chen was about to duel with the disciple of Lu Changsheng, the Holy Son of Tai Hua, he couldn’t help but frown.
Their Ancient Feng Family held themselves in high regard, and Feng Mu even dared to speak directly with a figure of the Saint Lord’s caliber. If Feng Chen had challenged Lu Changsheng, Feng Mu wouldn’t have thought much of it.
But Feng Chen was actually challenging Lu Changsheng’s disciple, a person not even ranked on the Qilin Ranking. Wasn’t that devaluing themselves?
“I hear your brother’s talent isn’t far behind yours. Since he wants to spar with someone, let’s go and watch.”
The Saint Lord of Primordial valued the genius from the Ancient Feng Family.
Feng Mu’s talents were no less than those of the Saint Lord of Primordial, he just needed time to grow.
The geniuses listed on the Qilin Ranking had cultivated for less than five hundred thousand years.
The Ancient Feng Family had countless strong individuals, and the Holy Land of Primordial treated the Ancient Feng Family with great courtesy.
Feng Mu and the Saint Lord of Primordial made their way to the banks of Yaochi, stirring the other cultivators.
The news of Feng Chen, the genius of the Ancient Feng Family, sparring with Dugu Aotian, the disciple of Tai Hua’s Holy Son, spread. Coupled with the presence of influential figures like Feng Mu and the Saint Lord of Primordial as spectators, other Holy Lands, Sects, and Prestigious Families also came to watch like onlookers eating melon seeds.
It was not often you saw a duel between geniuses.
Had it not been for the grand birthday celebration of the Holy Mother of Yaochi, many geniuses wouldn’t have had the chance to gather together.
What the crowd was even more interested in was the genius from the Ancient Feng Family.
The Ancient Feng Family rarely made public appearances, and it was rare for them to show up.
Feng Mu was ranked second on the Qilin Ranking, and Feng Chen was ranked seventy-third. Moreover, it was said that Feng Chen was a hundred thousand years younger than Feng Mu and his talents were not inferior. He was expected to challenge for a spot in the top ten of the Qilin Ranking in the future.
If a Cultivator Clan could have two monstrous geniuses ranked in the top ten in the same era, it would demonstrate the terrifying prowess of that Cultivator Clan.
Lu Changsheng summoned the Heavenly Earth Mystical Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, allowing Feng Chen and Dugu Aotian to duel within the Treasure Space.
The quality of the Heavenly Earth Mystical Yellow Exquisite Pagoda was already comparable to that of mid-grade Emperor Soldiers. With the cultivation levels of Feng Chen and Dugu Aotian, they were still unable to damage the Heavenly Earth Mystical Yellow Exquisite Pagoda.
Sword Saint Wuji and the Banished Sword Immortal appeared alongside the Saint Lord of Primordial.
The Banished Sword Immortal said to Sword Saint Wuji, “Master, I have some acquaintance with the Holy Son of Tai Hua. I will go and greet him.”
Sword Saint Wuji nodded.
“Brother Lu, it’s been some time since we last met. How have you been recently?”
“Not bad.”
“Last time I saw you used a set of Affectionate Sword Technique with Miss Xia, it was quite enlightening. Later on, I would like to discuss some matters regarding the cultivation of Sword Dao with Brother Lu. Do you have some time?”
“That’s not an issue.”
Banished Sword Immortal was the Holy Son of Primordial, a Sword Dao genius. Discussing Sword Dao with him could lead to some insights.
After all, perceptions of the same thing can be vastly different. The same mountain may look like a ridge from the side and become a peak from another angle; various distances and heights each have their own view. Lu Changsheng wouldn’t keep to his own narrow path.
The Banished Sword Immortal chatted with Lu Changsheng for a bit more before returning to the group from the Holy Land of Primordial.
Sword Saint Wuji said, “Disciple, who do you think will win?”
The Banished Sword Immortal replied without hesitation, “I favor Dugu Aotian.”
“Oh?”
This time, not only was Sword Saint Wuji shocked, but the Saint Lord of Primordial also turned his gaze.
Currently ranked ninth on the Qilin Ranking, the Banished Sword Immortal could potentially break into the top five as monstrous talents ahead of him surpassed the cultivation time limit of five hundred thousand years and vacated their positions on the Qilin Ranking.
Since he was a genius of the Holy Land of Primordial, his judgment wouldn’t be too far off.
He firmly believed Dugu Aotian would win.
“What a joke.”
Feng Mu snorted coldly. The Banished Sword Immortal was someone he had defeated before, so his opinion didn’t matter much to Feng Mu.
Dugu Aotian, who wasn’t even on the Qilin Ranking, defeat his brother? Feng Chen was being nurtured as the number two genius in the Ancient Feng Family, with various Divine Skills at his disposal. If he couldn’t beat the disciple of Tai Hua’s Holy Son, it would be a disgrace to the Ancient Feng Family.
“The people from Yaochi’s Holy Land have arrived!”
“Next to Yaochi’s Holy Land are those from Tai Hua’s Holy Land!”
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Onlookers gasped as Yaochi’s Left Emissary Liu Mufeng, Yaochi’s Right Envoy Feng Qing’er, Holy Son Zhu Tianze, and a group of disciples from Yaochi approached.
The Holy Son of Tai Hua, Lin Xuantong, Holy Maiden Lin Qinghan, and others followed the people from Yaochi’s Holy Land.
Liu Yue’er was also arm in arm with Feng Qing’er, chatting and laughing as though the two had a good relationship.
In fact, Liu Yue’er was Liu Mufeng’s sister. The Liu and Feng clans were the two most powerful families in Yaochi’s Holy Land.
Also, because of Liu Yue’er, Liu Mufeng was Lin Xuantong’s uncle-in-law.
With Lu Changsheng’s disciple dueling the genius from the Ancient Feng Family, it naturally attracted the people from Tai Hua’s Holy Land.
As for Yaochi’s Holy Land, they were interested because the matter involved the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.
“Just right, I can assess the abilities of this boy. Since he is the son of those two, his talents must be extraordinary.”
Liu Mufeng was more interested in Dugu Aotian than in the genius from the Ancient Feng Family.
Feng Qing’er lapsed into thought as if reminiscing about the past.
Liu Yue’er whispered to Lin Xuantong, “Is he the son of that person?”
“Yes. This boy has a special status; right and wrong are only a thought apart. I hope he does not stray from the right path.”
Lin Xuantong knew about Dugu Aotian’s background and was understandably worried.
“The Daoist Chongxu from Purple Void Palace of Kunlun has also arrived!”
“Chongxu Daoist manages the updates to the Qilin Ranking. It seems even he has been stirred by this match. If Feng Chen demonstrates greater strength, then his rank on the Qilin Ranking can climb higher. And if Dugu Aotian defeats Feng Chen, he could leap into the top one hundred of the Qilin Ranking.”
