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Chapter 1595: Exchange of Blows, Exhibition of Abilities

“Weakling, taste my cudgel!” The Demonic Monkey lifted his Ru Yi Golden Cudgel and slammed toward the stern-faced Buddha.

After Yan Zhaoge’s ruckus in the Immortal Court, the Demon Monkey stood against the Victorious Fighting Buddha once again.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha’s expression remained unfazed as he stared at the Demon Monkey and s.h.i.+fted his gaze to the Ru Yi Golden Cudgel.

The instant his Golden Body was harnessed, everyone else became startled.

There were still the necklace, the umbrella cap, the vase, the fish intestines, the blessing pestle, the treasured filer, the golden bell, the golden bow, the silver halberd, the banner, and other treasures occupying all Victorious Fighting Buddha’s eighteen arms.

However, unlike his previous twelve-headed self, the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s Golden Body currently had twenty-two heads!

“After losing the Ru Yi Golden Cudgel, he was able to let go of the past. While his divine artifact was lost, his cultivation grew even stronger.”

Everyone present was top-notch figures. They immediately understood the reason behind his change.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha was indoctrinated by the Grand Master Bodhi and Buddha of Sandalwood Merit.

The Grand Master Bodhi was the Tathagata Buddha, and also Daoist Zhunti of the Western Religion of Buddhism’s Second Patriarch.

To all top-notch experts present, such information was already considered no secret.

In the past, when Daoist Zhunti appeared and fought against others, his Golden Body manifested twenty-four heads and eighteen arms.

The present Victorious Fighting Buddha was a step closer to Daoist Zhunti’s form of the Golden Body.

The Golden body of the Great Sage harnessed by Yan Zhaoge’s North Ocean Clone didn’t seem to care at all. Instead, he lifted the Ru Yi Golden Cudgel and slammed it toward the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha flipped all nine pairs of his arms, with some defending and some attacking. While fending off the Demon Monkey’s attacks, he launched his counter-attacks as well.

After close to a century of recovery, he had already recovered to his prime self. In fact, he even seemed stronger than before.

In the past, despite still being wounded, he could still oppress a Golden Body of the Great Sage. Needless to say, he was currently capable of much more than that.

However, the current Demon Monkey was equipped with the Ru Yi Golden Cudgel, making the situation different from the past.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha and the others were well aware of how vicious and domineering this weapon was.

Other than pure recovery, the Victorious Fighting Buddha’s cultivation improved as well. However, when facing the monkey spinning the cudgel made out of Divine Suppression Iron, he still focused solely on dragging on the time by defending, depleting the Golden Body of the Great Sage’s stamina as much as possible.

The battle between the two intensified immediately, their tremors of powers quacking through the cosmos.

While the colossal apes harnessed by Xu Fei and Pan-Pan didn’t wield the Ru Yi Golden Cudgel, their tyrannical strength allowed them to fend off the Grand Heavenly Realm Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, along with other Grand Virtual Realm Buddhist Bhantes. This stopped the foes from approaching Yan Zhaoge and the Immortal Extermination Formation.

The Southern Extremity Longevity Emperor went up against the Buddha of Sandalwood Merit.

The Buddha opened his mouth, causing bombastic words of behest to leak from his mouth.

The Heavenly Lord raised his hands, converging boundless streaks of lightning by the beckoning of his palm.

Gold, green, red… One lotus after another transitioned into the state of reality, transforming into a sea of flowers that drowned the Southern Extremity Longevity Emperor within.

A series of thunder peals resounded the next instant, causing the lotuses to be blasted into smithereens.

The Buddha of Sandalwood Merit spoke words of nullification, voiding away the everlasting lightning.

The Southern Extremity Longevity Emperor used his Grand Illusory Spatial Thunder to break through his foes’ Lotuses Steps.

The two continually exchanged blows against each other, seemingly engaged in a battle of enjoyment.

The Grand Simplicity Splendour Clouds floated atop Yan Di’s head. With a long saber in hand, he faced off against a Buddha who had attained the Grand Heavenly Buddhism enlightenment.

The Buddha was one central Blessed Lands of Saha’s thirty-five Buddhas in the past – the Meritorious Splendour Buddha.

After the central Blessed Lands of Saha were split apart, many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Venerables perished due to the Future Buddha. At the same time, the remaining majority left for the Western Pure Lands. The Meritorious Splendour Buddha was among one of them.

This Buddha’s body was gleaming with a gold yellow. On his right hand, his thumb and index finger were stuck together and placed on his right knee. His left hand formed a Vitarka hand sign, and he chanted the merits of Buddhism doctrine.

His fingers were shaped into one of flower holding, and he then proceeded to point at Yan Di.

However, the profundities of the Buddhism doctrines were easily obstructed by Yan Di’s Grand Simplicity Splendour Cloud.

Like a nebula of chaos, the borders of the clouds were indiscernible to the eye. As they billowed, they bloomed like the petals of a lotus, nullifying the Meritorious Splendour Buddha’s attacks.

Yan Di’s saber slashed forward, breaking through the rays of Buddha lights, slas.h.i.+ng onto the Meritorious Splendour Buddha’s Golden Body.

While a Grand Virtual couldn’t possibly harm a Grand Heavenly, its overbearing momentum prevented the Meritorious Splendour Buddha from advancing.

Yan Di remained expressionless and didn’t try pus.h.i.+ng any further. Instead, he turned around and immediately slashed toward another Bodhisattva at the level of Daoism’s Grand Virtual Realm, slas.h.i.+ng away his target’s arm.

The Meritorious Splendour Buddha intended to hinder Yan Di, only to realize that he couldn’t break through the Grand Simplicity Splendour Cloud atop Yan Di’s head despite being a Grand Heavenly Realm.

He intended on pa.s.sing through Yan Di and immediately went after the Immortal Extermination Formation.

However, Yan Di suddenly slashed toward him, obstructing the Meritorious Splendour Buddha’s path, seemingly forming a domain where no one could pa.s.s through.

The Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva frowned slightly upon seeing this. He waved his palm lightly, arousing boundless Buddha lights which resembled a fiery ubiquitous sea of white embers. They blotted the cosmos, burning incessantly and unendingly.

However, before the Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva’s Buddha lights descended, a vast piece of land suddenly appeared between Yan Di and him.

The Buddha lights shone the entire plot of land, allowing no shade of darkness or shadow to exist. However, it couldn’t s.h.i.+ne through the surface and couldn’t illuminate the s.p.a.ce beneath.

A woman in traditional clothing appeared before the Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva and softly said, “We meet again Bodhisattva.”

“Earth Queen…” The Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva took in a deep breath and pressed his palms together.

Under the Buddha lights’ basking, the earth transformed into a land of scorch, with the embers burning more and more intensely.

The woman in traditional clothing retained her calm expression and blocked the Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva’s attacks unhurriedly.

Below, in the battle between the two formations, the scale of victory was slowly but steadily leaning toward the Immortal Extermination Formation.

Yan Zhaoge’s familiarity with the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation was now showing its effects.

With the Immeasurable Heavenly Lord absent, even if Yan Zhaoge couldn’t break through the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation immediately, he became closer and closer to it as time pa.s.sed on.

Incongruence Divine Mother was refining the Immortal Ending Sword.

Without refining it, she wouldn’t be able to bring this sword away.

In contrast, as long as she could thoroughly refine the ancient sword and erase any marks left behind by the Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, orthodox Daoism would be able to pocket away this sword. They could leave as they intended to while having the option to fight if they wanted to.

It was the equivalence of sending a source of danger back to the wild.

Currently, what they were fighting after was for this bit of time.

As long as Daoism could fend off their foes’ attacks, that would suffice.

Of course, other than the Buddhists present, the Demon Race was still hiding from the side, waiting for an opportunistic moment to reap the most benefits.

While fighting against the Buddhists, Yan Zhaoge and the others remained on alert for the Demon Race.

Bhikkhu Xuan Du held the Qin of f.u.xi in his embrace and quietly stood aside.

While the Qin of f.u.xi within his embrace couldn’t be used to attack, Daoism Heavenly Lord himself wasn’t one to be underestimated.

“Daoist Xuan Du, thou art affiliated with mortal affairs once again,” said the Dipankara Archaic Buddha nonchalantly.

“These events involved far too many matters. So I had no choice but to come myself,” answered Bhikkhu Xuan Du calmly.

Before the Dipankara Archaic Buddha could say anything else, embers suddenly flew before his eyes.

In this battle, the problems regarding the Immortal Ending Sword forced orthodox Daoism into a defensive stance.

However, some actively sought after foes as well.

For example, Suo Mingzhang suddenly appeared before Dipankara Archaic Buddha!

The short-haired man strode forward with huge steps, instantly traversing through the void to challenge the strongest enemy present.

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HSSB347: Someone is thinking too much

Looking at the black hurricane in the distance that was growing fiercer and fiercer, Yan Zhaoge sucked in a deep breath, “Ah Hu, sit in the air above the fire lamps, using your aura-qi to stabilise the ceremony.”

Ah Hu glanced a little worriedly into the distance, but still did as Yan Zhaoge said.

He rose into the air, coming above the spring water, his aura-qi surging as he sat in the air above the golden lamps on the two long poles.

A black hurricane also appeared around Ah Hu, some faint purple qi mixed within, enveloping the Time Connection Spring to the west.

Meanwhile, Yan Zhaoge shot off in the direction of the encroaching black storm sweeping over in the distance.

An old man’s figure was indistinctly visible within the black storm, his face dark and gloomy. It was precisely the remnant Elder of Black Nightmare Mountain, Zheng Shuo.

Zheng Shuo’s gaze was similarly fixated on Yan Zhaoge.

He did not head to the ice lake, instead continuing to search for traces of Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu on the Extreme Northern Snowy Plains.

Whether it should be said that he was too lucky or Yan Zhaoge was too unlucky, after many days of searching, Zheng Shuo really found his way over to the Time Connection Spring.

This time, Zheng Shuo did not attempt to look for helpers.

Looking back on things, at the Ice Pith Vein earlier, he had exposed his intentions, to the effect that Yan Zhaoge had set up a trap, nearly burying everyone within the ice cave.

While he had not gone to the ice lake, having established some communication with the Heavenly Thunder Hall martial pract.i.tioners earlier, both sides helping each other out, he had received news some time ago that Yan Zhaoge had already used his Sacred Artifact fragment at the ice lake, its energy having been depleted greatly. Even if it still possessed some energy, he needn’t fear it.

Therefore, this time, he wanted to directly make his move, not giving Yan Zhaoge time to prepare and react.

The old man strode through the air, gazing coldly at Yan Zhaoge, forming claws with his hands as he clawed down below.

Then, a terrifying Black Nightmare Storm descended from the skies, attacking towards Yan Zhaoge.

As the storm rampaged, it seemed to transform into a ferocious black tiger that was more than three hundred metres in length, sweeping between the heavens and the earth, fearsome to the extreme.

Yan Zhaoge raised his head and looked at the opponent before him. Similarly using the Black Nightmare G.o.dly Wind and the Ghost Tiger Divine Claw, Zheng Shuo exerted much more shocking power with it than Ah Hu.

This was a Martial Grandmaster who had already successfully nurtured out his true martial soul, refining aura-qi into essence and stepping into the Essence Spirit stage, being old and experienced.

The Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment had already dealt a full strength blow back at the ice lake, directly blowing a Heavenly Thunder Hall longtime Elder of the same cultivation level as Zheng Shuo into smithereens, not even his bones remaining.

At this moment, the pillar of the Divine Palace was suppressing the ice pillar containing the sealed true dragon’s body.

However, so many days having pa.s.sed, Yan Zhaoge had already recovered from the exertion of having executed An Instant’s Thunder with the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment.

However, facing off against an early Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster opponent, at the fourth level of the Martial Grandmaster realm, for a mid Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster at the second level of the Martial Grandmaster realm under normal circ.u.mstances, no matter what, seemed like something that was totally hopeless.

At least, Ah Hu didn’t think that he himself would be able to do it.

This opponent was no ordinary martial pract.i.tioner. While Black Nightmare Mountain had been destroyed and fallen from grace, its legacy still contained some of the top martial arts of the Eight Extremities World.

Zheng Shuo howled, the ferocious tiger formed of his black true essence lunging over towards Yan Zhaoge.

Gusts of wind were born alongside the tiger’s howl as its speed was swift to the extreme, seemingly not much inferior to Heavenly Thunder Hall martial pract.i.tioners at the same cultivation level at all.

Before it had been destroyed, other than being majestic and vigorous, sharp and biting, Black Nightmare Mountain’s martial arts had also been renowned for its speed that was swift as the wind.

Amidst his claw, Zheng Shuo executed the specialities of his martial arts to the point of perfection.

Faced with this powerful attack, Yan Zhaoge’s expression didn’t change in the least as his figure abruptly swayed.

Amidst his swaying, Yan Zhaoge’s body instantly disappeared from the spot.

Many martial arts that focused on speed currently already appeared somewhat synergised on Yan Zhaoge’s body.

With the Peerless Heavenly Scripture as a base, Yan Zhaoge’s aura-qi was heavy and vigorous, at the same time also tyrannical and sharp as a blade.

Under a powerful explosive force, Yan Zhaoge instantly evaded the lunging black tiger.

The black tiger’s attack falling short, it directly followed up with its claw where it was.

Zheng Shuo’s expression was cold as ice. He had already long known that Yan Zhaoge’s ability far surpa.s.sed other martial pract.i.tioners of the same cultivation level.

However, the all out power of a Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster, to an Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster like Zheng Shuo, was something that he could just casually handle as he liked.

As he changed his stances, Zheng Shuo still had much effort to spare.

He was actually staying vigilant against Yan Zhaoge’s pillar of the Divine Palace.

While Zheng Shuo didn’t know what exactly that was, also not really understanding the specifics of this, he had heard that it was an extremely precious treasure. Even while it was not as violent a power as that of his Sacred Artifact fragment, he had still taken note of this within his heart.

However, very quickly, he discovered that he had over-considered things.

Before considering Yan Zhaoge’s treasures like the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment and the pillar of the Divine Palace, he first had to face Yan Zhaoge’s personal strength!

Faced with Zheng Shuo’s sudden changing of stances, Yan Zhaoge remained calm and composed.

Stimulating Finger Flicking Shocking Thunder, Yan Zhaoge’s qi-returning speed was not inferior to the Essence Spirit Stage Zheng Shuo in the least.

As his figure flickered, he avoided Zheng Shuo’s attack once more, taking to the air, resembling a bolt of lightning as he directly slid past the claw of the black tiger, instead nearing its belly.

The roar of a dragon resounded as a jade green sword-light whistled out of Yan Zhaoge’s sleeve.

Yan Zhaoge merged as one with his sword, chopping towards the black tiger’s ribs!

Zheng Shuo was greatly enraged as he clawed out, the ferocious tiger formed of his Black Nightmare Storm expanding madly in size, throwing its waist and hips as it raised its claw to block Yan Zhaoge’s sword-light.

Yan Zhaoge let out a long breath, his jade green sword-light flickering, then suddenly disappearing without any prior warning.

Resembling a divine dragon hiding its head, traces of it hard to seek out.

As Yan Zhaoge’s figure spun, he executed the Cloud Dragon Concealed Sword technique with his Finger Flicking Shocking Thunder, before mightily erupting with force once more, the divine dragon seeking out its head!

A sword-light that was even swifter and fiercer than it had been previously directly hacked down on the ferocious black tiger’s vitals at its waist.

Zheng Shuo’s gaze was gloomy as his face grew graver.

A genius-level figure could surpa.s.s levels in doing battle. Even if it was the legacy of a Sacred Ground-level power, in the hands of different people, differing levels of power would be unleashed.

As an experienced member of Black Nightmare Mountain who had grown used to seeing young geniuses and heroes, Zheng Shuo naturally understood this point.

However, he discovered that not only could the Yan Zhaoge before him not be evaluated by normal standards, even the strength of those supreme elite geniuses that he knew of could not at all be used to evaluate Yan Zhaoge!

Zheng Shup discovered that he truly couldn’t consider things like the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment or the pillar of the Divine Palace any longer. Otherwise, not waiting for these cards to be played, he might actually already have perished here.

As someone with a violent temper, this Black Nightmare Mountain remnant Elder didn’t even consider the notion of retreating as he instead let out a long howl, a black sabre abruptly appearing within his hands.

As his sabre descended, roiling black winds swept throughout the entire sky, obscuring Zheng Shuo’s body before chopping down towards Yan Zhaoge.

Completely refined and condensed, the black hurricane transformed into a black streak of light that instantly shot through the air, coming before Yan Zhaoge.

Where the black light pa.s.sed, the surrounding heavens and earth grew silent, the clouds and the winds dispersing.

This was because where the sabre-light pa.s.sed, every single thing, including the very air itself, was swept along within the sabre-light.

As the target of this sabre-light, Yan Zhaoge felt that it was hard to s.h.i.+ft his body, as though he had been locked in placed by a powerful suction force, having no choice but to forcibly withstand this sabre head-on!

Above the Time Connection Spring, Ah Hu looked nervously at Yan Zhaoge. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly as he swivelled his head to look towards another direction.

In the faraway snowy lands, a youth with a sombre expression, a bow that shone with purple light within his hands, currently had an arrow notched on his bow, the bowstring pulled back, aiming straight over.

The Heavenly Thunder Hall’s Lin Zhou!

He had moved alongside Zheng Shuo, not returning to the ice lake!

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HSSB48: My strongest point is that I’m low-key

The Radiant Sun Wheel and Jade Dragon Sword were both outstanding, well-known items amongst all spirit artifacts.

If it weren’t for their family backgrounds, it would be difficult for a Martial Scholar like Yan Zhaoge and Xiao Shen to possess such artifacts.

For mid-grade spirit artifacts, Yan Zhaoge’s father and Xiao Shen’s grandfather would naturally possess many of them.

However, with Yan Zhaoge’s and Xiao Shen’s current cultivation, the number of spirit artifacts that existed in the Eight Extremities World which they would be able to wield were a small number.

Not even mentioning Sacred Artifacts, even a mid-grade or high-grade spiritual artifact, when wielded by a Martial Scholar, would almost be unable to have its power unleashed at all.

Spirit artifacts possessed a spiritual consciousness, which elevated them above typical artifacts.

Thus, Feng Yunsheng was full of surprise as watched Yan Zhaoge survey the Radiant Sun Wheel.

To begin with, spirit artifacts possessed a consciousness that gave them a certain independence. If the other party wasn’t a Martial Grandmaster at the very least, it would be difficult to change the owner of the artifact.

At the moment, the Radiant Sun Wheel was still suppressed by the Jade Dragon Sword, and hadn’t yet submitted and acknowledged Yan Zhaoge as its master.

If it wasn’t for the suppression of the Jade Dragon Sword, it would have long since flown away in search of its erstwhile owner, Xiao Shen.

Now, Yan Zhaoge had gotten the opportunity to lock down the Radiant Sun Wheel, but in the same stroke, had been forced to use his own Jade Dragon Sword to bind it down.

The two spirit artifacts mutually suppressed each other. Without first resolving this problem, forget about the Radiant Sun Wheel—even Yan Zhaoge’s Jade Dragon Sword would be unusable.

In terms of total strength, his strength had dropped a large amount.

For low-grade spirit artifacts, their meaning for Martial Scholars was akin to what a typical artifact would mean for martial pract.i.tioners in the Body Refinement realm.

Having taken the artifact, he naturally had to keep it. Still, if he encountered an enemy while in his current state, it would be a little bit awkward.

“En.” Feng Yunsheng suddenly stared as Yan Zhaoge walked up to the intertwined Radiant Sun Wheel and Jade Dragon Sword, reached out his hands, and used each of them to grab one of the spirit artifacts.

The Radiant Sun Wheel loudly rumbled and let out a fierce aura. At this moment, it was almost as if a slumbering Martial Grandmaster had been woken up.

The Jade Dragon Sword also began to act identically. It was as though the two spirit artifacts had begun to struggle round after round, with neither emerging the victor.

Unperturbed, Yan Zhaoge reached out his two hands and used his ten fingers to gently stroke the spirit artifacts. Using his knuckles, he gently rapped their surface in a strange cadence.

The Jade Dragon Sword and the Radiant Sun Wheel once again vibrated slightly.

Yan Zhaoge’s eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light as they began to mirror a mult.i.tude of transformations, as though he had entered an entirely different world.

Within the world, an enormous golden colored sun was suspended in the sky while a jade colored dragon coiled itself around it.

Under the influences of the continued tapping from Yan Zhaoge, the two spirit artifacts actually began to slowly calm down.

Rather than mutual suppression, the two artifacts had truly become quiet as they entered a temporary state of calmness.

Feng Yunsheng opened her mouth as she thought, “He was actually able to calm down the Radiant Sun Wheel so quickly; just how did he do it?”

“This is practically unheard of!”

Turning back around, Feng Yunsheng lightly gasped in admiration, “Even though this one has heard of your esteemed name before, having seen it in person today, I can firmly say that the rumors weren’t exaggerated in the least—rather, they could only be considered to be too conservative.”

“Hearing isn’t as good as seeing; this idiom is something I’m known ever since I was a child, but the deepest impression I’ve had of it has been today.”

Yan Zhaoge pocketed the two spirit artifacts and pointed a finger, “As a person, I have a lot of strong points, but my best attribute is that I’m low-key.”

“In the future you’ll find that your thinking today will still have been conservative.”

Feng Yunsheng good-naturedly smiled and nodded her head, “Alright, I’ll wait and see.”

She followed up with a question, “That’s right, speaking of your sudden breakthrough into the mid outer aura Martial Scholar realm, why did they all look so dumbfounded? Even though it’s rare to break through under situations of intense pressure, it isn’t unheard of.”

“To my knowledge, there are some people who specifically seek out life and death situations and use the pressure to break through their own bottlenecks.”

One of the black-clothed guards by Yan Zhaoge’s side spoke out, “Not even a month ago, Young Master had just stepped into the outer aura Martial Scholar realm.”

These people who always followed Yan Zhaoge everywhere, upon seeing Yan Zhaoge’s miraculous breakthrough, were also struck dumb like wooden chickens. Their shock was even greater than that of the Sacred Sun Clan disciples.

At this point, Feng Yunsheng could no longer restrain herself as she turned to look at Yan Zhaoge.

Half a second later, she spoke again.

“Are you even human?”

Yan Zhaoge only laughed in response, not answering her.

Feng Yunsheng drew in a breath of cold air, taking a long moment before she regained her senses, “Everyone says that despite being a genius, you still are lacking when compared to your esteemed father when he was your age. However, from the looks of it, in cultivation talent at least, you even surpa.s.s your esteemed father.”

Knowledge from before the Great Calamity had been lost forever.

However, after the Great Calamity, amongst all the geniuses and old monsters of the contemporary era, it was Yan Zhaoge’s father—Broad Creed Mountain’s direct lineage disciple Yan Di, who was the youngest Martial Scholar, and also the youngest Martial Grandmaster.

At the same time, it seemed highly likely that he would also become the youngest Martial Saint.

Yan Zhaoge laughed lightly. Comparatively, breaking through from the early to mid outer aura stage had been much easier for him than breaking through from the late inner aura Martial Scholar to the early outer aura Martial Scholar realm.

This had had a lot to do with a number of fortuitous events and chance encounters. Upon reaching the early outer aura Martial scholar realm, he had quickly accomplished the second cleansing of the marrows within his bones. With the Profound Spirit pill to supplement his aura-qi and his encounter with the ice dragon soul providing momentum, he had had the optimal encounters to let him make his breakthrough.

“Everyone says that a tiger father will not birth a useless dog of a son, so I also have to work hard. Even if I can’t surpa.s.s my father, I at least can’t fall behind too much.”

Yan Zhaoge laughed, “What’s more, the path of cultivation leads to a gate. The gate is like flat ground for some people, where they can easily progress; but, for others, they can become trapped at a bottleneck and spend many years without being able to make a single step.”

“Yet, after stepping through this gate, those who had originally fallen behind may not be destined to fall behind forever. The situation could easily invert, with those who had originally fallen behind surpa.s.sing those who were once in the lead.”

“This is also a commonly seen occurrence.”

Feng Yunsheng irritably scowled, “I’ve still never heard of someone as exaggerated as you, who broke through from the early to the mid outer aura stage in just a month. It must be unprecedented.”

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows and laughed, “It’s like I’ve said then; my strong points are very numerous, but staying low key is definitely my strongest point.”

Yan Zhaoge suddenly changed the topic, “Speaking of which, I’m afraid that our meeting here wasn’t entirely coincidental.”

Feng Yunsheng was startled.

Yan Zhaoge looked at her, then gently said, “Originally, our purpose here was to search for Meng Wan.”

“Don’t look at me with that kind of expression. She’s the Sacred Sun Clan’s Maiden of Extreme Yin while I’m a disciple of Broad Creed Mountain. It’s natural that I’d try to make sure she doesn’t win the Extreme Yin Bout.”

Yan Zhaoge stroked his chin, “Thinking back on it, my people were following her tracks, but she sensed our pursuit. In fact, she was constantly leading us towards your side.”

“I was thinking that it was entirely out of character for Meng Wan to leave the Sacred Sun Clan grounds. Indeed, she had not come here without reason.”

Feng Yunsheng’s gaze had become considerably gentler, “Little Wan was here to help me, whose Master had pa.s.sed away. Knowing that Xiao Shen had personally left the clan to look for me, she came hoping to protect me.”

“Leading you to me, she must have hoped that Broad Creed Mountain would s.h.i.+eld me. This way, she wouldn’t have to personally make an appearance, whereupon she would be caught between both sides.”

Yan Zhaoge asked, “You two had the same Master?”

Feng Yunsheng shook her head, “No. However, that year, as we were both similarly Maidens of Extreme Yin, we received much of the same tutoring and training and were often together.”