"The ultimate goal of the Jin Dan Phenomenon Ranking is to gather all the monster incarnates in the world. Therefore, there won't be a situation where everyone fights to the death,"
Perfected Lord Luo Xue said, "If many monster incarnates are injured because of a ranking, that would be the opposite of Fairy Ling Long's original intentions."
Su Zimo nodded.
Indeed, this method of competing for the Phenomenon Ranking was much gentler and prevented more bloodshed.
Perfected Lord Luo Xue said, "The fight for the Phenomenon Ranking will take place three months later. At that time, a hundred thousand Perfected Jin Dan will gather at the foot of the Myriad Phenomenon Peak!"
"At that time, Perfected Lord Peng Hua of Enigma Palace will appear to host. Apart from me, Genying Zhenjun of the various super sects will be spectating as well."
Although the method of competing for the Phenomenon Ranking with a hundred thousand paragons was relatively gentler, the process would definitely be intense and intense with a huge commotion!
"I got it. Thank you for telling me, Perfected Lord Luo Xue,"
Su Zimo cupped his fists and bowed.
Perfected Lord Luo Xue nodded. "Your situation is special. You possess precious treasures such as the divine phoenix bone and you've offended many sects and factions. From this day forth, you can cultivate in this hall so that no one will find trouble with you."
There were countless pairs of eyes in Myriad Phenomenon City that were fixated on Su Zimo!
If he were to stay here with Perfected Lord Luo Xue guarding him, the other sects and factions would not be able to barge into Snowdrift Valley's territory to capture him no matter how intent they were.
"Thank you, Perfected Lord,"
Su Zimo thanked her once more.
"Right,"
Su Zimo recalled something and asked, "Perfected Lord, may I ask if cultivators of Elixir Yang Sect have entered the ancient battlefield?"
Although there were many opportunities and treasures in the ancient battlefield, they were accompanied by danger as well.
Not all super sects and top factions would send their cultivators in. After all, Elixir Yang Sect was one of the four unorthodox groups and did not specialize in fighting – it was reasonable for them to choose not to enter the ancient battlefield.
"The four unorthodox groups are all here. However, they have yet to reach Myriad Phenomenon City," Perfected Lord Luo Xue replied.
Su Zimo nodded.
With Night Spirit around, it should not be difficult to escort Xiaoning to the ancient battlefield.
Although Su Zimo and the others were delayed by many things along the way, relying on their powerful strength, they could travel day and night.
They were considered the first batch of cultivators to reach Wanxiang City.
The other cultivators couldn't be so unscrupulous.
For safety reasons, most sects would choose to rest at night and travel during the day to avoid large-scale beast hordes as much as possible.
Su Zimo pondered for a moment before asking, "Have any Protoss appeared in Wanxiang City?"
"Hmm?"
Perfected Lord Luo Xue's expression changed drastically when she heard the words' Protoss'. She spun around and stared at Su Zimo with bright eyes, asking slowly, "You saw the Protoss?"
"I saw it!"
Qing Qing stepped forward and said with certainty.
"What is the Protoss plotting by appearing here?"
Perfected Lord Luo Xue frowned with a grim expression.
A moment later, Perfected Lord Luo Xue waved it off. "You guys can rest here. If there's anything, inform the cultivators of Snowdrift Valley here to look for me at any time."
"Alright,"
Everyone replied.
The hall was extremely spacious and had many rooms for cultivation. Su Zimo and the others found a few cultivation rooms at random and settled down for the time being.
As time passed by, the number of cultivators in Wanxiang City increased and it was livelier.
From time to time, news would spread to the hall of Snowdrift Valley, such as a paragon entering the city, a monster incarnate descending or a paragon ascending the Myriad Phenomenon Peak.
At this point of his cultivation, Su Zimo's Inner Core was already at its peak and perfected. As long as he left the ancient battlefield, he could break through at any time!
Jin Dan's cultivation realm was similar as well. As long as he continued cultivating, it wouldn't be long before he could sense the opportunity to break through!
This day, Su Zimo was cultivating in his room when a voice transmission talisman sounded outside.
"Fellow Daoist Su, someone from Chigurumon wishes to see you."
The voice of a Snowdrift Valley cultivator sounded.
"Chigurumon?"
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he rose and declared, "Please invite Fellow Chigurumon in."
"Everyone, let's go and meet an old friend."
Su Zimo knocked on the door of Little Fatty and the others.
"Who is it?"
Little Fatty stretched lazily and walked out with sleepy eyes.
"Let's go and take a look."
Su Zimo smiled and led the way.
The moment everyone entered the hall, a few cultivators entered. All of them were women and the sect badges on their waists had an intricate spirit crane engraved on them.
Their leader had a cold expression and was beautiful as though she did not care about anything.
Little Fatty's eyes widened as he rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, "Sister Leng Rou?"
The Chigurumon female cultivator initially had a cold expression. When she heard that voice and caught sight of the fatty and green-robed man opposite her, a hint of a smile finally appeared in her eyes.
It was none other than Leng Rou who joined Chigurumon 20 years ago!
After so many years, Leng Rou had changed quite a bit and her aura was even colder. However, there was a hint of warmth in her gaze when she looked at Su Zimo, Little Fatty and the others.
When he heard that a Chigurumon disciple was here to visit, Su Zimo thought of Leng Rou.
"Hahahaha!"
Right then, a laughter sounded from outside the door.
Immediately after, a man entered the hall. His sleeves fluttered and he was handsome. With a smile on his face, he looked at Su Zimo and the others and laughed. "How can I miss out on a reunion with an old friend?"
"Senior Brother Ji?"
The little fatty exclaimed again, and his eyes were filled with joy.
The person who had arrived was Ji Chengtian who joined Elixir Yang Sect 20 years ago!
Su Zimo, Little Fatty, Leng Rou and Ji Chengtian were not only disciples of Misty Peak in the past, they had even experienced life and death together!
Su Zimo cupped his fists and declared, "Senior Brother Ji, you're still as elegant as ever. How have you been?"
"Haha!"
Ji Chengtian burst into laughter. "I can't compare to you. All these years, even in the Middle Continent, I could hear some news about you. After entering the ancient battlefield, you were even more frightening! "
Leng Rou was a woman of few words. However, the smile on her face did not fade after she caught sight of Su Zimo, Little Fatty and Ji Chengtian.
When the cultivators of Chigurumon saw that, they clicked their tongues in wonder.
In Chigurumon, Leng Rou was famous for being an icy beauty who did not smile much.
To think that earlier on, Leng Rou would smile more than she did in her 20 years of Chigurumon!
In this foreign land, there was nothing more joyous than reuniting with old friends.
Su Zimo's gaze darted outside the hall repeatedly, as though he was anticipating something.
"Don't worry, Xiaoning is here as well. She's right behind."
Ji Chengtian waved it off. "Tang Yu was negotiating with the cultivators of Snowdrift Valley. I couldn't wait any longer and snuck in first, haha!"
The moment his laughter ended, a series of footsteps sounded from outside.
Su Zimo's gaze froze gradually.
Before long, more than ten cultivators arrived together.
In the crowd, there was a female cultivator in pale yellow robes. She was beautiful and had a gentle aura, resembling Su Zimo in some ways.
The yellow-robed woman was Su Zimo's younger sister whom he had not seen for many years, Su Xiaoning!
As though they were telepathic, the siblings spotted each other right away in the crowd.
Instantly, Su Zimo's gaze softened.
Xiaoning's eyes were red and bean-sized teardrops welled up in her eyes. Pursing her red lips, her words were stuck in her throat and turned into a shout.
"Brother …"
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