The Demon Cultivator of the Sword

Chapter 100 Return to Qianlong Ancient City
Outside the main hall, two black statues with wings on their backs and third eyes on their eyebrows stand guard on both sides. Mortals dare not look directly at them.

Inside the main hall, the leader of the Feitian Demon Sect, Mo Tianxing, was standing high above with his back to the gate.

"This year's Hidden Dragon Ranking Competition is Fei Tong Xiaoke, Mo Yan, you only got eighth place in the last competition, which disappointed me."

In the center of the hall, Murong Qingcheng and Mo Yan stood side by side. Mo Yan, who was wearing the uniform of a core disciple on the left, bowed and said respectfully, "Sect Master, I am sorry to disappoint you. This time, I will definitely make it into the top five and strive for more luck for the Feitian Demon Sect."

There was no hope for him to be in the top three, whether it was Sikong Sheng, Gu Yuan, or Yan Chihuo, none of them were someone he could handle. He could fight for the top five though.

After all, he has made a lot of progress over the past year. Not only has his cultivation reached the peak of the late Baoyuan realm, but his Tongtian Magic Skill has also been raised to the tenth level.

Apart from these three, he is confident that he can deal with the other young giants of last year.

"That would be the best. Let's not talk about you for now, Qingcheng. You were only ranked 28th last time. Do you plan to save your strength this time?"

"Master, in the last competition, my Heavenly Demonic Technique had just reached the seventh level, so I wasn't very confident of making it into the top ten. So I didn't try my best. I plan to keep it until this time."

Murong Qingcheng said the same things as in the original novel, but perhaps only she knew what she was thinking.

"Your Heavenly Demonic Art has actually reached the peak of the tenth level, and your cultivation has also entered the peak of the late Bao Yuan Realm. It seems that you have had another adventure outside. That's good. With your senior brother, our Feitian Demon Sect will definitely occupy three places in the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List this time, becoming the number one sixth-grade sect in Nanzhuo Territory."

Mo Tianxing turned around and looked outside the door.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black light came from a distance. In the blink of an eye, it had passed through the main hall gate and finally landed beside Murong Qingcheng, turning into Gu Yuan's figure.

"Big brother."

In private, Murong Qingcheng and Gu Yuan could address each other however they felt comfortable, but in front of the sect master and outsiders, Murong Qingcheng would still call Gu Yuan "senior brother".

"Big brother."

Mo Yan saw Gu Yuan and shouted unwillingly, his face looking as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

At this time, Gu Yuan had already diluted the half-step true essence in his body into true qi. He nodded and bowed to Mo Tianxing respectfully, "Sect Master."

"Haha, no need to be polite, Gu Yuan. This year's Hidden Dragon Ranking competition is recognized as the heyday, and it is rare to see it in a thousand years. The important task of winning the first place is entrusted to you."

Mo Tianxing was very happy to see Gu Yuan coming out of seclusion.

Others may not know, but Mo Tianxing, as the leader of the Feitian Demon Sect, naturally knows that half a year ago, Gu Yuan and the newly promoted inner sect elder Ling Feng fought to a draw.

After all, the perception ability of a Spirit Sea Realm master is as far as a hundred miles.

As soon as Gu Yuan and Ling Feng started fighting, Mo Tianxing sensed it, and the sect's supreme elders were no exception.

Now, another half a year has passed, and he simply doesn't believe that Gu Yuan has made no progress at all.

Maybe it has already entered the stage of refining true essence.

Even though Sikong Sheng of Xuankong Mountain possesses the blood of a king and has endless potential, he is nothing in front of a true monster and absolute strength.

"I will definitely not let the Sect Master down."

Gu Yuan was full of confidence. It was not that he was arrogant, but there were really no masters in the younger generation of Nanzhuo Domain. Apart from Ye Chen who had already tempered a breath of true essence, he really didn't take the others seriously.

"Okay, without further ado, we will set off for Qianlong Ancient City immediately."

Mo Tianxing was very pleased and happy to get the answer he wanted. He waved his hand and led the three people to the square. At this time, all the contestants and the inner and outer sect elders who were going to Qianlong Ancient City had gathered in the square. Seeing the four people coming out, the inner sect elder Mo Tianming summoned the flying monster beast, and everyone rode the flying monster beast and rushed to Qianlong Ancient City.

Murong Qingcheng, Mo Yan and Gu Yuan are the three most valued disciples of the Feitian Demon Sect, so naturally they ride on the same flying monster beast as the sect leader Mo Tianxing.

"Long time no see." Murong Qingcheng smiled slightly. If it weren't for Gu Yuan's Heavenly Demon Flower last time, she would not have been able to improve her skills to the peak of the tenth level so quickly. It would be great if she could reach the ninth level.

After all, the Heavenly Demonic Law is notoriously difficult to practice.

It is much more difficult than other techniques of the same level.

Gu Yuan smiled and said, "It seems that your cultivation level has improved a lot."

"You don't do the same."

Perhaps except for a few people, no one knows Gu Yuan's strength better than Murong Qingcheng.

Not only does he have boundless talent and comprehension, but he also has the assistance of the Heavenly Demon Flower. It is estimated that his strength has surpassed Sikong Sheng in all aspects.

The two of them stood together and chatted with each other, which immediately attracted a lot of attention. Some were envious, some were jealous, and some were happy to see it happen. But no one was puzzled.

Today, Gu Yuan is no longer what he used to be, both in terms of strength and status.

If we look at the entire Nanzhuo Region, who is the person Murong Qingcheng is most likely to be with, it would be none other than Gu Yuan. Many people even secretly regard the two of them as a couple.

"Hey, little sister, when did Junior Brother Gu and Junior Sister Murong become so close?" Ling Feng, a genius of the previous generation of the Feitian Demon Sect, had also come. Looking at the two people chatting in front of him, he asked Ling Xue in confusion.

Ling Xue nodded and said nothing.

Ling Feng sighed: "I really can't see through this junior brother any more."

He vaguely remembered the first time Gu Yuan met Murong Qingcheng and the time he introduced her to her. Now it seemed that perhaps the two of them could really be together.

Mo Yan looked gloomy and helpless.

As a former disciple of the Feitian Demon Sect, he and Murong Qingcheng were not close, but they were not strangers. He had always regarded Murong Qingcheng as his own woman, and thought that there was no hope for anyone else. What made him happy was that Murong Qingcheng had never had much interaction with anyone, including the princes of the Black Dragon Empire. Even when Gu Yuan rose to power, there was not much communication between the two.

But today, Murong Qingcheng actually took the initiative to talk to Gu Yuan, and the tone of her voice was much better than anyone else he had ever met. This made Mo Yan feel a sense of crisis and deep helplessness.

Even if the two of them really got together, so what? He was no longer Gu Yuan's opponent, nor was he the eldest disciple of the Feitian Demon Sect.

In this life, perhaps I will have to live in the shadow of Gu Yuan for the rest of my life.

Now the only thing Mo Yan hopes for is that one day Murong Qingcheng will notice his feelings. In this way, perhaps he still has a glimmer of hope.

Seven days later, Qianlong Ancient City.

When he came to Qianlong Ancient City again, Gu Yuan did not have much emotional fluctuation in his heart, but it caused a huge sensation.

"Gu Yuan is here."

Before the Feitian Demon Sect's entourage landed, someone shouted softly on the plain outside the south gate of Qianlong Ancient City.

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