Weapon Peak.
Little Fatty arrived at the entrance of Su Zimo's cave abode.
The door of the cave abode had long been destroyed by little crane but Su Zimo did not bother to fix it. Little Fatty looked inside and saw a green-robed man snoring on a stone bed while a fierce-looking Linghu stood guard beside him.
Little Fatty's eyes lit up as he withdrew his flying sword and charged in.
When the Linghu caught sight of Little Fatty, it growled softly without showing any hostility.
It naturally knew that Little Fatty was Su Zimo's friend.
If anyone else had barged in as such, the Linghu would have stood in front of Su Zimo long ago.
"Bro, bro! Wake up!"
Little Fatty yelled before he even got close.
Even though Su Zimo was in a deep sleep, he had already woken up instinctively the moment Little Fatty barged in.
Shaking his groggy head, Su Zimo sat up and blinked his sleepy eyes, stretching his limbs.
"Bro, where have you been for the past three months? Why haven't I seen you around?" Little Fatty asked.
Su Zimo replied nonchalantly, "I went out for a walk to relieve my boredom."
Little Fatty rolled his eyes and grumbled, "Bro, you sure are carefree. The five peaks face-off is right around the corner and you're still going to relieve your boredom …?"
Pausing for a moment, Little Fatty leaned in front of Su Zimo and said mysteriously, "Bro, something big happened in the sect recently. Haven't you heard?"
"Ah?
Confused, Su Zimo shook his head. "I'm not sure."
"Bro, do you know that there's a Ten Formations Pagoda in Array Peak?"
"I do."
"The Ten Formations Pagoda was completely destroyed by a mysterious disciple!"
Su Zimo's heart trembled, and he became a little more spirited. He frowned and asked, "How did you know?"
"It's not just me. All the trial disciples in the five peaks know about it! It wouldn't be long before this matter would spread throughout the entire sect. There are so many people gathered on Array Peak now, all waiting to watch the show! "
Su Zimo was shocked.
He didn't expect that his unintentional action would actually cause such a big commotion.
Could it be that Elder Luo and First Seat Xuan Yi had spread the news?
No!
On second thought, Su Zimo asked, "What do you mean by a mysterious disciple? No one knows who passed the Ten Formations Pagoda? "
"Hehe!"
The little fatty smiled mysteriously and said with a smile, "That's the most amazing part! That disciple did not leave his name on the Ten Formations Stele after challenging the formation! The disciples of the five peaks are all trying to guess his identity. "
"Ten Formations Stele?"
Su Zimo blinked and vaguely recalled that there seemed to be a tall stone stele beside the Ten Formations Pagoda that was filled with words.
"What do you mean by leaving one's name on the Ten Formations Stele?" Su Zimo asked again.
Little Fatty explained the use of the Ten Formations Stele and explained, "After challenging the pagoda, one has to make contact with the Ten Formations Stele with their sect badge for it to record the name of the challenger."
Su Zimo froze for a moment and muttered to himself, "So, there's such a thing."
"That incredible person cleared all ten levels of the formation in a single breath and left. How admirable."
Little Fatty's eyes were filled with admiration, as though he was looking at an extraordinary cultivator who left with a flick of his sleeves.
In reality, Su Zimo was already on the brink of collapsing that night and barely managed to return on his sword – there was no way he could be described as suave.
Little Fatty noticed that Su Zimo was a little distracted and did not seem to be in high spirits. Hence, he tugged at Su Zimo's arm and said, "Bro, let's go! Come with me to Array Peak and you'll know how amazing that person is! "
Su Zimo avoided Little Fatty's palm seamlessly and shook his head. "I'm not going."
Su Zimo did not have much time to begin with and he had spent three months on Array Peak without refining elixirs, raising his cultivation realm or practicing sword wielding. There were less than three months until the end of the year.
How could he be in the mood to watch the show?
Furthermore, Su Zimo was not curious about the mysterious challenger at all even if he was the one who had challenged the formation.
At the same time, Su Zimo realized that he would be in trouble if word of this got out. As such, he decided to keep it a secret for the time being.
"Bro, there's a huge crowd on Array Peak right now and it's an unprecedented scene. It'll be a pity if you don't go take a look!" Little Fatty refused to give up and persuaded once more.
Su Zimo smiled and replied casually, "I know a little about formations as well. It's nothing much for me to clear it."
That was something that Su Zimo said casually but Little Fatty was displeased on the spot.
Bang!
Little Fatty's chubby palm slammed heavily on Su Zimo's stone bed with a dull thud.
Su Zimo was stunned.
"Bro, I don't like what you're saying."
Little Fatty retracted his smile and said with an unprecedentedly stern expression, "That mysterious disciple might not be as good as you in terms of weapon refinement. However, you can't look down on him like that, bro! "
"What do you mean by it's nothing much for me to clear it? Do you know what it means to be able to clear Level 10 of the Ten Formations Pagoda? "
Su Zimo asked instinctively, "What does it mean?"
Little Fatty was stunned by Su Zimo's question. After a long time, his face flushed red but he still could not figure out what it meant.
Of course, Little Fatty was not truly angry. He was merely indignant and wanted to fight for justice for the mysterious challenger.
Looking at Little Fatty's embarrassed expression, Su Zimo could not help but chuckle. "Actually, I'm that mysterious disciple …"
"Bro, stop fooling around," Little Fatty waved his hand and interrupted.
Su Zimo: "…"
Little Fatty said in a deep voice, "Bro, you have to know that for so many years, generation after generation of trial disciples, there have been so many geniuses. However, the highest record is only clearing Level 6!"
"Look at that Feng Haoyu. He seems to be doing well now, but it's not like there haven't been any geniuses with wind spirit roots in the sect. He's just one of them. However, this mysterious disciple is the first to clear Level 10 of the Ten Formations Pagoda in thousands of years! "
Su Zimo could only nod his head in agreement.
"Bro, think about it. Back then, you made it through the Eight Distresses Formation and blew up the spirit testing gate. Wasn't that amazing? In reality, this mysterious disciple's current achievements are the same as yours – unprecedented. "
Little Fatty put on a straight face and said earnestly, "Big Brother, you have to be humble. You have to be open-minded. You can't look down on others so easily. How can you do that?"
"Alright, I got it. I'll go take a look when I have time."
Su Zimo was sweating profusely. When he saw that Little Fatty had no intention of stopping, he changed the topic hurriedly. "I haven't cultivated for a long time. I've got to make the best use of my time to raise my cultivation realm."
Little Fatty used his Spirit Peering Art and scanned Su Zimo.
He was still at Level 6 Qi Condensation?
Little Fatty lamented bitterly, "Bro, look at you. You were already at Level 6 Qi Condensation three months ago. It's been three months and your cultivation hasn't improved at all. What are you going to use to fight against Feng Haoyu?!"
"Bro, even if you know that you can't win, you have to pull yourself together and not give up on yourself. Cultivation is like sailing against the current – you'll fall behind if you don't advance. You've wasted three months just like that. What do you want me to say about you? Sigh! "
Su Zimo: "…"
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