If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

Within a narrow passage, Su Qingying slowly stood up.

She forced herself to endure the tearing and humiliation emanating from deep within her body, and took out a spare moon-white dress from her storage bag to change into.

The movements were somewhat clumsy, and the fingers trembled slightly from the force.

After changing clothes, I used magic to conjure a water mirror.

The woman in the mirror had a radiant complexion and clear, bright eyes. Apart from her slightly disheveled hair, she showed no signs of being in a sorry state.

But only she knew how tormenting the contradictory feeling of emptiness and fullness within her body was.

His dantian was fuller than ever before, and his cultivation level directly reached the peak of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

But the smooth, jade-like skin on her left wrist was like a silent mockery, constantly reminding her of everything she had lost.

The figure wearing the bronze mask was like a nightmare, etched into her mind.

asshole!

She bit her lip hard, her heart filled with mixed feelings of shame, indignation, confusion, and humiliation.

There was also a slight, almost unbearable, stirring within her that she dared not delve into, a feeling that nearly tore her apart.

Just then.

boom!

A beam of azure light, piercing the heavens and earth, shot up from the summit of Wanqi Mountain.

A vast and unparalleled sword intent swept down like a tidal wave!

Su Qingying suddenly looked up, her pupils contracting.

This sword intent... is so powerful!

The myriad thoughts in her mind were instantly severed by this astonishing phenomenon.

Her gaze hardened again, even colder than before.

The Artifact-Suppressing Pavilion!

I must get there as soon as possible and obtain my magical artifact!

Become stronger!

Only by being strong enough can one control their own destiny and... find that bastard!

……

An hour before the beam of light shot into the sky.

At the summit of Wanqi Mountain, shrouded in mist, the magnificent Zhenqi Pavilion stands silently.

Two figures, almost simultaneously, one on the left and one on the right, stepped onto the last step in front of the pavilion.

The man on the left was dressed in an ordinary sect blue robe, with a handsome face but sharp eyes like an eagle.

It was Xiao Fan.

The man on the right, dressed in white, was handsome and carried an ancient-looking sword sheath on his back, exuding an extraordinary aura.

It was Ye Changfeng.

The air seemed to freeze the moment their eyes met.

There were no sparks flying, but an invisible pressure permeated between the two.

Master!

An absolute master!

This was the only information they could glean from each other.

Inside the Zhenqi Pavilion, on the top floor.

Elder Luo, with his white hair and beard and an air of otherworldly wisdom, sat upright on a futon.

A huge, sky-reaching water mirror floated in front of him, clearly reflecting the scene outside the pavilion.

"Interesting, very interesting."

Elder Luo looked at the two young men facing off in the mirror, a hint of amusement in his cloudy old eyes.

"The two strongest kids have arrived at the same time."

"I wonder who will come out on top?"

Outside the attic.

In the end, Ye Changfeng was the first to break the silence.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Xiao Fan, a gentle smile on his face.

"This junior brother has such fast movement skills."

Xiao Fan also restrained his sharp edge and returned the greeting.

"Senior brother, you flatter me. Your sword intent is truly astonishing."

Mutual flattery in business, but only to a certain extent.

Both of them were well aware that the other was their biggest opponent on this trip.

Ye Changfeng made a "please" gesture.

"Junior brother, would you like to go first?"

Xiao Fan shook his head.

"Elders come first, please, senior brother."

"it is good."

Ye Changfeng no longer declined. He took a step forward, his figure as straight as a pine tree, and walked directly to the top floor's weapon-retrieving platform.

He closed his eyes, releasing all his spiritual power without reservation, resonating with the entire artifact-retrieving platform.

hum!

A vast sword intent surged up from his body!

The next moment, the entire Weapon Suppression Pavilion began to shake violently!

Clang!

A clear and resounding sword cry echoed through the sky!

A long sword, entirely blue and with an ancient design, slowly rose from the center of the array on the weapon-retrieving platform.

It circled and danced around Ye Changfeng, its blade emitting a soft yet sharp blue light, appearing incredibly intimate.

A top-grade spiritual weapon, the Heavenly Origin Sword!

Ye Changfeng suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the hilt of his sword!

Boom!

A massive, outrageously thick beam of azure light shot into the sky from the top of the Weapon-Suppressing Pavilion, piercing through the clouds and tearing through the heavens!

An immense and unparalleled pressure swept out like a tsunami, instantly enveloping the entire Wanqi Mountain!

Auspicious clouds rise in thousands of streams, and the swords clang in unison!

The entire Wanqi Mountain trembled in fear at this astonishing phenomenon!

……

On a secluded path halfway up the mountain.

Mo Chengyue, who had just finished a big job and was humming a tune as he prepared to continue picking up trash, was startled by the sudden commotion.

He suddenly looked up at the exaggerated blue beam of light on the mountaintop, his mouth agape in an "O" shape.

"Holy crap!"

"What the hell is this?"

"Are there any launch events? Will there be a server-wide announcement?"

"Are all the chosen ones this extravagant? Don't they leave room for others to participate?!"

He felt the terrifying pressure, and the pride he had felt from his recent improvement in cultivation was instantly wiped away.

"Survive! We must survive!"

"They're too hot-tempered; whoever steps in will die!"

……

Wanqi Mountain is a forest of magical artifacts where mythical beasts roam.

Xiao Qinghan had just painstakingly killed a demon wolf comparable to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage and was catching her breath and recovering.

She was equally shocked by this strange phenomenon.

She looked up at the mountaintop, gripped the old, cracked sword in her hand, and her eyes became incredibly determined.

……

Inside the Zhenqi Pavilion.

Elder Luo looked at the scene in the water mirror, stroked his beard with satisfaction, and nodded repeatedly.

"Excellent! What a swordsmanship prodigy!"

"This child's future is limitless!"

The disciples on duty nearby were even more dumbfounded, their jaws practically dropping to the ground.

"My God! A top-grade spiritual artifact has willingly recognized me as its master!"

"What kind of talent does that require!"

On the weapon-retrieving platform, Ye Changfeng held the Tianyuan Sword, feeling the immense power emanating from the blade, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

But he did not leave immediately.

He turned around and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the direction inside the attic.

"Elder, I wish to stay here for a while and witness the opportunity of another prodigy."

Upon hearing this, Elder Luo, who was behind the water mirror, laughed even more heartily.

He is neither arrogant nor impatient, and he also knows how to appreciate his opponents.

Excellent, with a fine temperament.

"Granted."

An aged voice rang in Ye Changfeng's ears.

With permission, Ye Changfeng stepped aside, his eyes fixed intently on Xiao Fan.

now you.

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, met Ye Changfeng's gaze, and walked step by step onto the weapon-retrieving platform.

If Ye Changfeng is a sharp sword with its edge fully revealed.

Then Xiao Fan is like a mountain, reserved and imposing!

He did not unleash any astonishing sword intent or blade energy.

He simply stood there, and an aura of unparalleled dominance and arrogance burst forth from his body!

Roar!

A dragon's roar, seemingly from the ancient wilderness, suddenly exploded out!

Not from his mouth, but from within him! From the depths of the artifact-retrieving platform!

The next moment, a dazzling golden beam of light appeared.

It was even more violent and wild than the previous cyan beam of light, and it also shot into the sky from the Weapon-Suppressing Pavilion!

Amidst the golden light, a domineering spear, entirely black with ferocious dragon patterns coiled around its shaft, burst forth from the sky!

The spear tip flashed with a cold light, and the spear shaft roared like a dragon!

Another top-grade spiritual weapon, the Dragon-Controlling Spear!

Golden and blue beams of light shone brightly in the sky above Wanqi Mountain.

They stood shoulder to shoulder, dyeing half the sky in shades of blue and gold!

The entire Hehuan Sect, and all the disciples present for the trial, were completely stunned by these astonishing phenomena that appeared one after another.

Holy crap?

Buy one get one free?

Is the mountaintop a wholesale market today?

Xiao Qinghan and Su Qingying were deeply moved by this double shock, which stirred their Dao hearts.

They quickened their pace without prior arrangement and rushed towards the mountaintop like madmen.

Can't wait any longer!

If we wait any longer, the daylilies will get cold!

Inside the Zhenqi Pavilion.

Elder Luo could no longer maintain his dignified and otherworldly demeanor.

He suddenly stood up, looked at the two beams of light running side by side in the water mirror, and let out a loud laugh that echoed through the sky.

"Hahaha! Good! Great!"

"Our Joyful Union Sect is about to usher in a glorious era where two stars shine brightly!"

And in a corner halfway up the mountain.

Mo Chengyue had already found a crack in the rocks and crawled inside, leaving only his eyes showing as he stared in terror at the "two-color searchlight" in the sky.

"Mommy, this is terrifying!"

"These two bastards have already started to compete fiercely!"

He was under immense pressure.

This world is so incredibly complex!

He felt like a newbie who had just entered a beginner village and saw two max-level veterans throwing nuclear bombs at each other at the entrance.

The stage is theirs, and the spotlight is on them.

As a nobody like myself, I'd better stay quietly in a corner.

Just pick up the scraps they dropped during their fight.

We must be even more cautious!

We must gather more trump cards to save our lives!

We must carry out the principle of "survival" to the very end!