Published: February 24, 2025
Chapter 66: The Situation is Delicate
"Alright, it's approved." Shen Qingqiu looked at the opportunistic Xiao Heng with some displeasure.
A million disciples looked down on Xiao Heng, pointing and whispering.
"You brat, if my sister hadn't been injured, even with a thousand times the courage, would you dare challenge her? I warn you, if my sister loses her qualification for the trial because of you, Fallen God Canyon will be your burial ground!" After Liu Rulong whispered this in Xiao Heng's ear, he jumped down from the Battle Rankings Platform.
At this moment, Xiao Heng found himself in a difficult position, determined to take things one step at a time. He straightened his face, facing Zhong Wu Shiyao, and cupped his fists, saying, "Sister Zhong Wu, please give me guidance!"
"Shameless scoundrel, you think you are worthy?" Zhong Wu Shiyao's words were as cold as ice, and she suddenly vanished from in front of Xiao Heng.
Xiao Heng's face turned pale with shock, and before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, spat out blood, and crashed down to the ground!
In the next moment, a pale-faced Zhong Wu Shiyao, with overlapping white residual shadows, appeared at the spot where Xiao Heng had originally stood, looking down coldly at Xiao Heng, who was lying on the ground and unable to get up!
"Sister Zhong Wu, well done!"
"Well done! Xiao Heng, if you were a man, don't take advantage of others! If it weren't for Sister Zhong Wu's mercy, you would have been dead by now!"
"......"
The male disciples who admired Zhong Wu Shiyao mocked Xiao Heng one after another.
After Zhong Wu Shiyao stepped down, Mu Mengyi, with her skirt flying, ascended the Creation Platform, and no one dared to challenge her.
In the following moment, among the top ninety-seven on the Hidden Dragon Rankings, no one dared to step up for a battle.
When it was Tan Yun's turn, it was the same.
Tan Yun leaped down from the Battle Rankings Platform, standing side by side with Mu Mengyi like the Golden Boy and Jade Girl. When Xue Ziyan, ranked 128 on the Hidden Dragon Rankings, took the stage and no one dared to challenge her, the three of them left, chatting and laughing.
"Go ahead and laugh. Enjoy your laughter for another two months. When we reach Fallen God Canyon, I will make sure you three have nothing left!" Murong Kun stared at the backs of Tan Yun and the others, his eyes filled with fierce light.
Linghu Changkong, Liu Rulong, and Murong Kun shared the same thoughts; they would take action in Fallen God Canyon!
It was widely known that for cultivators at the ninth level of spirit embryo realm, the process of advancing to great perfection was the most significant and time-consuming watershed of the spirit embryo realm. Typically, it took cultivators up to a year, or even two years, to advance!
In the eyes of the three, it was impossible for Tan Yun to reach great perfection in just two months!
Even if we take a step back, even if Tan Yun could advance, the three were confident they could easily eliminate him!
Because the three, along with Mu Mengyi, Zhong Wu Shiyao, and many other disciples on the Hidden Dragon Rankings, had touched the barrier of the fetal soul realm months or even half a year ago.
Everyone was holding back on their promotions with the goal of participating in the trial at Fallen God Canyon!
At that time, not only could they receive rewards from the sect, but they could also obtain priceless heavenly materials and earthly treasures in Fallen God Canyon. This was especially true for fetal soul realm cultivators who sought after the crazy Soul Spring...
"Brother Wang, I have a letter for you." At this moment, a disciple hurriedly approached Wang Futong and handed him a letter, explaining, "Twenty days ago, the steward of the City Lord's Mansion in Falling Star City came to the Mountain Gate looking for you. At that time, you were in seclusion, so he left this letter."
Wang Futong politely accepted the letter, thanked the disciple, and opened it on the spot.
After reading the contents of the letter, the scholarly Wang Futong's face was immediately filled with veins of rage, and a wave of anger surged in his chest!