Time passed by quickly and in the blink of an eye, a day had passed.
The light of the Ten Formations Pagoda's formation patterns shone continuously throughout the day.
The first row of the Ten Formations Stele was empty with no words appearing at all.
By the time the last person was teleported out, the first row of the Ten Formations Stele was still the same.
Let alone the many trial disciples gathered at Array Peak, even the four peak masters looked disappointed.
"Just who is that person? Why hasn't he appeared yet?"
"Does that person really think that fame is nothing but dust?"
The curiosity of many disciples towards the mysterious challenger had reached its limits and they were panicking.
Xuan Yi stood up and declared loudly, "The Array Peak face-off is over. The number one of Array Peak this time round is disciple Zhong Liang."
There were scattered cheers from the crowd that weren't enthusiastic.
Everyone knew that the reason why Zhong Liang was number one was because the mysterious challenger had yet to appear.
At that moment, Zhong Liang looked at the Ten Formations Stele with a bitter smile.
The title of number one of Array Peak this year was probably the least convincing one if it was given to him.
The five peak masters were the first to leave.
In midair, Wen Xuan was still indignant as he asked, "Xuan Yi, stop keeping us in suspense. Just who is that lad?"
Smiling without replying, Xuan Yi pondered for a moment before changing the topic. "After the five peaks face-off, Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu will be fighting. Where will it be held? What are your plans?"
"The location doesn't matter. The outcome will be the same," Wen Xuan replied indifferently.
Xuan Yi shook his head. "This is a battle that everyone will be watching. In the sect, it's probably not inferior to the five peaks face-off. It's better to be careful."
"Since Su Zimo is forbidden from entering Spirit Peak, we can't use Spirit Peak's spirit arena. Su Zimo is a disciple of Weapon Peak after all and it's not appropriate for him to be on Weapon Peak as well. What's left is to choose from the spirit arenas of Talisman, Array and Elixir Peak, "The brown haired youth said.
Suddenly, Xuan Yi said, "Let's do it on Array Peak."
"Alright," Wen Xuan nodded.
The other peak masters had no objections and the matter was settled.
…
Every year, Spirit Peak's face-off would be held on the last day. It was also the most important event for the sect and all cultivators.
Regardless of how good one was at setting up formations, crafting talismans, refining pills, or forging weapons, the ultimate goal of all of these was to increase the strength of a cultivator.
In the Cultivation World, the strong preyed on the weak, and strength reigned supreme!
The degree of cruelty was even greater than the mountains and forests where ferocious beasts roamed. This was also the reason why Die Yue had allowed Su Zimo to live in Cang Lang Mountain Range for a year.
However, Su Zimo had just stepped into the Cultivation World and had not really gone out to explore, so he had not experienced the dangers of the Cultivation World.
The fifth day, Spirit Peak face-off.
Virtually all of the disciples of the Five Peaks were present, as were many of the Inner Sect disciples who had been in secluded meditation. There were even a few Sect Elders who had come to watch.
The rules of Spirit Peak's face-off were simple. Disciples of the sect would step forward to draw lots and fight in pairs. The final victor would be the number one of Spirit Peak!
Although Feng Haoyu had lost two consecutive matches in the Weapon Peak face-off and Elixir Peak face-off.
However, in Spirit Peak's face-off, Feng Haoyu was still the most popular and was the disciple that the five peak masters had the highest hopes for.
In the process of fighting with his opponent, Feng Haoyu had indeed displayed the strength that he should have.
Right from the start, he had a winning streak and no one was able to pose much of an obstacle to him.
Many trial disciples had heard that Feng Haoyu had already cultivated one of the three secret skills of the sect, Ethereal Sword, and wanted to witness his glory at Spirit Peak's face-off.
However, Feng Haoyu had not used that secret skill the entire time.
Apart from Feng Haoyu, Leng Rou's performance had taken everyone by surprise as well.
Even though she did not have an inferior-grade spirit weapon, Leng Rou managed to defeat many strong opponents of Spirit Peak using her sword wielding technique as a foundation and coupled with many talismans.
Leng Rou's flying sword carried a bone-chilling intent. If one was not careful, the flying sword would be covered in a layer of frost upon collision and its agility would be greatly reduced.
Of course, the one that surprised everyone the most was Little Fatty.
Little Fatty was only at Level 9 Qi Condensation and did not have much of an advantage in terms of sword wielding technique.
However, with the help of the inferior-grade gigantic axe spirit weapon gifted by Su Zimo and his powerful body tempering technique, Little Fatty managed to defeat many Perfected Qi Refinement Warriors consecutively.
The final battle was still between Feng Haoyu and Leng Rou.
Even though Leng Rou's talismans were endless and ever-changing, Feng Haoyu's sword wielding technique was superior.
With the help of wind elemental spirit qi, the flying sword in Feng Haoyu's hands became even more graceful and agile, appearing and disappearing unpredictably – it was an eye-opener for everyone.
Spirit Peak's face-off ended before sunset.
As expected, Feng Haoyu was the number one of Spirit Peak!
Leng Rou was in second place.
Little Fatty was in third place.
The reward for the number one of Spirit Peak was also the most generous. Not only were they rewarded with many spirit stones and sect contribution points, they could even choose an elixir from the Elixir Chamber, an inferior-grade spirit weapon from the Spirit Weapon Chamber and a Grade 1 talisman from the Talisman Chamber.
"Hehe, seems like someone's going to be crushed in the battle between Senior Brother Feng and Su Zimo tomorrow."
"That's right. Even Leng Rou and Senior Brother Li who were at Perfected Qi Condensation lost to Senior Brother Feng. Su Zimo who is at Level 8 Qi Condensation is truly not enough."
After the Spirit Peak face-off, no one thought highly of Su Zimo.
"It was way too easy for Feng Haoyu to clinch the number one of Spirit Peak. He didn't even use his full strength," The brown haired youth laughed.
Wen Xuan could not conceal the glee in his eyes as he nodded. "I'm a good judge of character. If that wasn't the case, I wouldn't have begged the Patriarch to let Haoyu cultivate the sect's secret skill in advance."
"To be fair, Feng Haoyu who possesses a wind spirit root is indeed the best candidate to cultivate Ethereal Sword," The cold youth nodded.
Wen Xuan smiled. "Before this battle, I told Haoyu that if you used the sect's secret skill to defeat your seniors, you would have lost even if you clinched the number one of Spirit Peak and wouldn't be able to convince the masses."
"Not bad, Haoyu. He did not disappoint me."
The disheveled old man remained silent with a hint of worry in his eyes.
The stronger Feng Haoyu was, the worse Su Zimo would be defeated the next day.
As his beloved disciple, he could not bear to see Su Zimo suffer such a blow.
"Wen Xuan, give me some face. How about you tell Feng Haoyu to forget about tomorrow's battle?" After hesitating for a long time, the disheveled old man suddenly said.
Given the disheveled old man's status, it was already not easy for him to plead for a disciple.
Xuan Yi, the brown haired youth and the cold youth remained silent.
It was not appropriate for them to interfere in such matters.
After a moment of silence, Wen Xuan said, "The arrow is already on the bow and has to be released. I can't step in for this matter. "
"But …"
The disheveled old man was about to continue persuading when Wen Xuan frowned and interrupted him with a flick of his sleeves. "Su Zimo won two rounds against Haoyu in a row and Haoyu can't even win a single round against him? Your disciple is a disciple but mine isn't? "
With that said, Wen Xuan left first, leaving the other four where they were.
The disheveled old man sighed awkwardly.
The brown haired youth coughed gently. "Don't blame him. Wen Xuan has poured too much effort into Feng Haoyu. Even though Wen Xuan didn't say anything about it after Feng Haoyu lost two rounds in a row, I'm sure he's unhappy about it. It's only normal."
Xuan Yi patted the disheveled old man on the shoulder as well and consoled, "It's fine. It's good for Su Zimo to suffer some setbacks. His future achievements might not be weaker than Feng Haoyu's."
"The road … is still long," Xuan Yi's eyes flickered as he said meaningfully.
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