My cultivation method shines upon all heavens.

Chapter 96 So what if you all come at me, you idiots?

"Whoosh!"

The crimson ribbon, like a red dragon soaring into the sky, carried a fierce wind and struck directly at Xiao Junlin.

Almost simultaneously, Su Qingsi, Yun Shuying, and Lian Feng all made their moves.

A misty pink fog filled the air, a chilling sword aura pierced the sky, and a torrent of starlight poured down, all crashing towards Xiao Junlin.

The people behind Wen Zhiyu also launched their attack at the same time, with flashing swords and shadows, pressing down from all sides.

"Fine, fine—you bunch of clay chickens and earthen dogs, what if you all come at me together?"

Xiao Junlin laughed in anger, and a pitch-black vortex suddenly appeared behind him, its unparalleled pressure sweeping across the eight directions.

"A deafening collision erupted instantly, the roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the shockwave sent rocks and dust flying."

Xue Bao cowered in a corner, trembling with fear, terrified that the aftershocks would crush him into dust.

He was merely a martial artist at the Marrow Refining Realm, yet he was drawn into the conflict between such top experts, which truly terrified him.

He searched around, but couldn't find Lu Ming anywhere. He immediately admired him, thinking, "No wonder he rose from humble beginnings to achieve such success—I'm far inferior to him!"

While the fierce battle raged at the foot of the mountain, four figures quietly ascended to the summit of Thousand Eyes Mountain.

"It's quite lively down the mountain."

Four identical Lu Mings stood in four directions, hands behind their backs, looking at the towering nine-story pagoda before them, and chuckled softly.

The fact that four masters from different sides collided at such a convenient time was something he had deliberately arranged.

If he doesn't let these people fight amongst themselves, how can he fish in troubled waters?

His gaze was lowered, falling on the four vermilion gates in front of him.

On either side of each door is inscribed a couplet:

Having just embarked on the path of martial arts, my heart is set on the Way; I sincerely ascend the pagoda, wishing to inherit its legacy!

One's talent is not born but comes through diligence; one's nature is ordinary but one's ascent to the peak is slow!

Who will leave their mark in history? I will take my place in the annals of time!

The sea has no bounds, the sky is its shore; I stand atop the mountain, the peak of my own mountain!

Lu Ming looked at the four couplets and smiled slightly: "The four gates, the first one symbolizes the beginning of martial arts and the inheritance of the legacy; the second one symbolizes mediocre talent and diligent ascent."

The third metaphor signifies leaving a lasting name and securing a unique place; the fourth metaphor signifies reaching the summit and looking down upon the world.

He chuckled softly: "This means we have to choose our own path."

Her eyes were slightly closed, her smile undiminished, and she murmured softly, "So—should I have it all, or should I have it all?"

Before the words were finished, the three blood bodies collapsed with a bang, turning into three drops of pure blood essence, which instantly flew back to the original body.

Lu Ming raised his hand and pressed it against the door in front of him, his tone calm but resolute: "Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. My time—is running out."

"Let me see just how powerful this unparalleled teacher of wisdom, unmatched for a thousand years, truly is!"

"Boom!"

The heavy stone door slowly opened, and Lu Ming's figure flashed and disappeared behind the door.

At this moment, more and more cultivators gathered at the foot of the mountain, and the people engaged in the fierce battle also noticed the unusual activity at the top of the mountain.

"hold head high!"

Xiao Junlin stood proudly in the air, and from the black vortex behind him, a dragon's roar resounded through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious dragon head emerged from the vortex, its scales chilling and its aura overwhelming.

"boom!"

A magnificent and vast burst of yellow true qi erupted, instantly blasting Lian Feng and the others who were charging head-on away, causing them to vomit blood.

"The Hidden Dragon True Form—you're almost at its peak?"

Lian Feng fell to the ground, his face pale, staring in shock at Xiao Junlin in the air.

The path to true enlightenment also has different levels.

The supreme talent governs the talents of the six realms, and there is a world of difference between the superior and inferior talents of the six realms.

At this moment, observing Xiao Junlin's aura, he realized that five of his six lower-level talents had already advanced to the upper level.

"If he can also advance the last one to the superior grade, the Hidden Dragon True Body will be completely perfected."

"Even—if a second supreme talent could be cultivated, could it truly allow one to transcend the realm beyond the true body?"

Lian Feng clutched his chest, panting heavily, his expression extremely grave.

Xiao Junlin withdrew his gaze from the mountaintop and looked down at the crowd below, his voice as cold as ice: "When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits! It seems some scoundrels have already gotten there first. If you continue this infighting—"

His brow furrowed, his killing intent palpable: "Then—it's a fight to the death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling murderous aura swept across the area.

Everyone present trembled, looked at each other in bewilderment, and all felt the urge to retreat.

"snort!"

Xiao Junlin snorted coldly, his figure transforming into a streak of light as he rushed straight to the mountaintop.

Lian Feng and the others dared not delay and quickly followed behind.

A moment later, everyone had reached the summit.

At the summit of Thousand Eyes Mountain, a nine-story pagoda stands majestically.

The tower is ancient and heavy, with mottled carvings and a faint spiritual light flowing through it, exuding an indescribable sense of vicissitude and majesty.

The top of the tower pierces the clouds, its imposing presence is truly magnificent.

As soon as everyone's eyes fell upon the four gates, they were immediately drawn to the couplets on them.

"Having just embarked on the path of martial arts, my heart is set on the Way; I sincerely ascend the pagoda, wishing to carry on its legacy!"

A spoiled young master in a brocade blue robe swiftly unfolded his folding fan, the tip of which held a couplet. A contemptuous smile played on his lips: "This is clearly the path that sorcerer left for a peasant like me. Does it even deserve to be called a legacy?"

His tone was flippant and full of disdain.

The surrounding prodigies turned their heads upon hearing this, but no one paid any attention to him, and no one even gave him a second glance.

The young man in blue's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red. He snapped his folding fan shut and, in a fit of rage, strode away around the tower.

Before the second gate, someone stared at the couplet and exclaimed in surprise, "This must be a trial ground set up for those who consider themselves mediocre!"

"Who will leave their mark on history? I will claim my place in the annals of time! Could this be the trial path to the Millennium Dragon and Tiger Ranking?"

The area in front of the third gate was already packed with people, making it extremely crowded.

The Millennium Dragon and Tiger List has been shrouded in mystery since its inception. No one has figured out the rules for being listed, and it is only known that only those with extraordinary talent can trigger the appearance of the list.

The evidence is that six of the current leaders of the Three Sects and Five Schools have been listed on the list, which alarmed the nation's powerful leaders and caused a sensation throughout the world.

Now, a trial channel leading directly to the rankings has appeared, how could the geniuses present not be excited?

Who wouldn't want to leave their mark on history and prove that their talent is unparalleled for a thousand years?

At this moment, many eyes in the crowd were secretly searching for Xiao Junlin and his group.

They were eager to know what these top-ranked prodigies on the leaderboard would choose when faced with such temptation.

Soon, everyone noticed that Xiao Junlin, Su Qingsi, Yun Shuying, and Lian Feng had quietly stood in front of the fourth door.

"The sea has no bounds, the sky is its shore; I stand atop the mountain, the peak itself!"

Lian Feng gently waved his feather fan and murmured softly.

Such arrogant words are hardly what one would expect from a great teacher known for his self-discipline and composure.

But then he thought about it again and laughed.

A great and virtuous teacher is simply highly cultivated, not lacking in the confidence to look down upon the world.

He turned to look at Xiao Junlin's tall, straight back, a playful smile on his face: "Young Master Xiao, entering this gate might allow you to rival the Great Master of Virtue. Aren't you tempted?"

As soon as he said this, all eyes in the room immediately focused on Xiao Junlin.

Everyone wore inscrutable expressions, yet their eyes held a hint of anticipation.