My cultivation method shines upon all heavens.

Chapter 95's mission is complete; farewell.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Deep in a desolate, nameless valley, a fierce wind howled and dust swirled as a human and two demons engaged in a brutal battle.

"hiss!"

The black-striped python suddenly arched its body, its scarlet tongue flicking out, and with a stench, it lunged forward, its fangs menacing, aiming straight for Lu Ming's face.

Lu Ming's expression darkened slightly. He dodged to the side like a ghost, and his right hand reached out like an iron clamp, precisely grabbing the giant python's vital spot.

"Whoosh!"

A whooshing sound suddenly arose, and the several-foot-long golden-backed centipede transformed into a gilded afterimage.

The poisonous claws gleamed coldly, aimed straight at the opening on his abdomen exposed as he dodged.

"Bang!"

Lu Ming touched the ground with his toes and stomped down hard, crushing the centipede's head firmly onto the rocks.

The giant python and centipede became ferocious, their scales and claws flailing wildly as they struggled madly, their eyes blazing with murderous light.

Lu Ming's face was as cold as ice, and his body suddenly burst forth with power.

The ferocity in the eyes of the two demons quickly faded, their bodies went limp, and they fell completely silent.

[Defeat a fierce-level demon, Heavenly Heart Points +10]

[Defeat a fierce-level demon, Heavenly Heart Points +10]

The notification sounds of the Heavenly Heart Scroll kept ringing in Lu Ming's mind, but he seemed not to hear them.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving, his eyes fixed on the valley entrance.

Xiao Junlin stood with his hands behind his back, like a mountain, sealing the valley entrance tightly.

The gaze directed at him was full of scrutiny and indifference.

"Is this a test of my strength—and also an attempt to force me to recognize my place and submit?"

A cold glint flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.

He was in a sorry state, his clothes torn in many places, his body splattered with the colorful, foul-smelling blood of the demons, and his breathing was slightly disordered.

For three days, the two ventured deep into the wild wilderness, constantly harassed by demons along the way.

Xiao Junlin stood by and watched from beginning to end, not only refusing to help, but also blocking any escape routes, his aura heavy and impenetrable, ready to strike.

Its meaning is obvious: if he dares to take even half a step back, he and the demons will be wiped out together.

The moment Lu Ming stepped into the wilderness, he truly realized that what Yun Shuying had said was true.

A man like Xiao Junlin always regarded the people of the world as servants he could command at will.

He narrowed his eyes, casually tossed the two demon corpses aside, dragged his weary body to the stream, and bent down to wash the blood off his body.

Not far away, Xiao Junlin's face was gloomy. His gaze swept over Lu Ming repeatedly, his brows furrowed, and he was secretly puzzled: "Something's not right. They're just two fierce-level demons. How could he, with his cultivation level of fifteenth on the Dragon-Tiger Ranking, be struggling so much?"

With a quick thought, a hint of contempt and impatience flashed in his eyes: "It seems the internal conflict of the ultimate techniques can no longer be suppressed. Heh, so be it. Such a consumable resource, even if I take him as a servant, won't last long."

"Let's see how he performs this time, whether he's worthy of my reluctant acceptance as a good servant."

After reciting the text, he closed his eyes, lowered his gaze, leaned against the stone wall, and took a short rest.

Over the next three days, the conflict within Lu Ming's internal martial arts intensified, making it increasingly difficult to deal with the demons.

He had a vague feeling that his time was running out.

On the way, he encountered Xue Bao leading several richly dressed men and women, with a gentle-looking older woman at the head.

The two nodded to each other from a distance, which was considered an exchange of greetings.

The moment those young men caught sight of Xiao Junlin, they were immediately on high alert, their expressions filled with fear, and they hurriedly parted ways with them.

These people were clearly not ordinary individuals, and Xiao Junlin, unusually solemn, did not intervene.

At the same time, the strange movements of the Heavenly Heart Scroll became more and more obvious, as if something was about to break out of the scroll.

As they traveled, Xiao Junlin grew increasingly impatient with him, often ordering him around and behaving arrogantly.

Lu Ming kept quiet for the time being to support his own plans, but he had already silently made a mental note of this debt.

On the seventh day, Lu Ming finally led Xiao Junlin through a thick fog and into a five-foot-wide path to the underworld.

A thin mist swirled ahead, and the nine-story pagoda atop Thousand Eyes Mountain was already visible in the distance.

"Finally—we've arrived!"

A rare hint of a determined smile appeared on Xiao Junlin's usually stern and imposing face.

"The Yin-Yang Compass, a legacy from the Thousand-Year Dragon and Tiger Ranking—it can only belong to me!"

He sneered inwardly, his fighting spirit and greed intertwined.

Just as he was feeling agitated, a soft laugh suddenly came from beside him: "Young Master Xiao, my mission is complete, I shall take my leave now."

Lu Ming had retreated to the edge of the thick fog at some point, bowed to him, and then disappeared into the vast white fog in a flash.

"Boom! Xiao Junlin's expression changed drastically. His burly body suddenly shot out, leaving a trail of afterimages, and he arrived at the side of the Netherworld in an instant."

But the thick fog rolled in, and there was no trace of Lu Ming anywhere.

"You lackey!"

His eyes were as cold as knives, brimming with murderous intent.

But he quickly put the matter out of his mind and strode towards Thousand Eyes Mountain.

It's just a consumable item that's about to be scrapped; it won't cause any trouble.

These days, Lu Ming's strength has been declining rapidly, and the internal qi and blood are in intense conflict. How could this be hidden from his eyes?

At almost the same time, similar scenes were unfolding in three other locations.

Su Qingsi bit her red lips lightly, her toes pausing slightly, and she scolded him inwardly with a coquettish tone: "You heartless man, all my careful care these past few days has been for nothing!"

Yun Shuying simply gazed silently in the direction Lu Ming had left, lost in thought, a glint of light flickering in her eyes.

Lian Feng waved towards the mist and laughed loudly, "Brother Lu, I'll be waiting for you on the Millennium Dragon and Tiger Ranking!"

Subsequently, the four of them passed through the thin mist almost simultaneously and arrived at the foot of Thousand Eyes Mountain.

"boom!"

Four powerful and unparalleled auras erupted suddenly, soaring into the sky, their shockwaves sweeping in all directions.

The four of them quickly divided themselves into opposing camps.

Su Qingsi and Yun Shuying appeared to be at odds and wary of each other, but in reality, they moved closer together in perfect unison, acting as a shield to protect each other's backs.

Lian Feng cleverly moved closer to the two women, and the three of them joined forces to resist Xiao Junlin, who had the strongest momentum.

The four men faced each other coldly, a strong wind howling, their clothes fluttering, each secretly lamenting their predicament.

He thought that by finding Lu Ming, the strongest in Yinhu County, to guide him, he would be able to monopolize the inheritance.

Unexpectedly, they ran head-on into three other top masters.

At this moment, Su Qingsi, Yun Shuying, and Lian Feng would never allow Xiao Junlin to step into the Inheritance Tower first.

Despite their mutual dislike, they had to admit that Xiao Junlin's talent was unparalleled.

Apart from Zhang Chengping, who has always kept a low profile and ranked second on the Dragon and Tiger List, no one can fathom his true strength.

Time passed slowly, and footsteps echoed through the thick fog once more.

Before long, Xue Bao led several young men and women out slowly.

"But what about Fairy Wen Zhiyu of the Guanghan Sect? The Inheritance Tower is ahead; we absolutely cannot let Xiao Junlin enter it first, otherwise we will have nowhere to stand!"

Upon seeing the crowd appear, Lian Feng immediately shouted loudly, attempting to rally their support.

The woman at the head of the group wore a moon-white, wide-sleeved fairy dress, with two long, bright red ribbons hanging down from her arms.

Approaching thirty, she possesses a gentle demeanor, yet her eyes reveal a hidden sharpness.

Upon hearing this, her eyes met Lian Feng's, and her gaze suddenly lit up.