In the blink of an eye, it had been more than two months since Su Zimo joined the sect.
Half of the year had passed by as well.
This day, Su Zimo was pondering about spirit gathering in his cave abode when Linghu's ears twitched – he could vaguely hear the sound of someone flying on a flying sword in his direction.
Before long, a series of hurried knocks sounded from the door.
"Bro, hurry and open the door. Are you there?" Little Fatty's voice sounded.
Su Zimo had just gotten some inspiration when his train of thought was interrupted. Sighing internally, he floated down from the stone bed and walked out of his cave abode with Linghu following behind him.
Linghu was even taller than Little Fatty and had a murderous expression. When Little Fatty caught sight of him, he was so shocked that he almost took out his flying sword and fled.
When he saw the spirit beast badge hanging around Linghu's neck, Little Fatty heaved a sigh of relief and chuckled. "Bro, you're still the best. To think that you would bring a spirit beast with you."
"What's wrong? What's the rush?" When Su Zimo saw that Little Fatty's nose was covered in sweat, he knew that something must have happened outside and rushed over with all his might.
Little Fatty slapped his forehead and said hurriedly, "Bro, it's bad! Disciples of Weapon Peak and Spirit Peak are fighting! It's right in Spirit Peak's spirit arena!"
"Hmm?"
Su Zimo frowned slightly and asked, "Speak slowly. What's going on?"
"It's like this."
Little Fatty sorted out his thoughts and explained the ins and outs of the matter.
Su Zimo's gaze turned cold.
So, the source of the conflict between the disciples of the two peaks was still him.
During this period of time, Su Zimo had been living in seclusion and rarely showed himself. Because he did not participate in Weapon Peak's test at the end of the month, he did not even say a single word against Feng Haoyu's challenge, causing Feng Haoyu to think that he was being ignored.
That was an utter humiliation!
Naturally, the disciples of Spirit Peak mocked him, saying that Su Zimo of Weapon Peak was a coward who didn't dare to accept the challenge.
Naturally, the disciples of Weapon Peak were displeased with that as both parties had been bickering non-stop.
On this day, the conflict had completely erupted, and the disciples of the two Peaks had agreed to battle.
To be fair, other than Su Zimo, none of the disciples who were selected for Weapon Peak possessed a heaven spirit root. Furthermore, they were not adept at fighting amongst cultivators.
Most of the disciples of Weapon Peak were focused on raising their cultivation and weapon refinement.
For Qi Refinement Warriors of the same level, disciples of Weapon Peak were no match for disciples of Spirit Peak. In fact, even if one's cultivation base was one level higher, they could still lose.
There was no way Weapon Peak would win this battle!
Without saying anything, Su Zimo summoned his flying sword and said in a deep voice, "Let's go to Spirit Peak!"
Linghu leaped onto it as well. As a spirit beast, it naturally had to follow beside Su Zimo.
During this period of time, Su Zimo's cultivation had already risen to Level 6 Qi Condensation. At full speed, the speed of his Sword Kinesis Flight was almost the same as Little Fatty who was at Level 7!
Little Fatty had a heaven spirit root as well.
The fact that both of them were traveling at the same speed meant that the quality of Su Zimo's spirit qi was even higher than Little Fatty's!
"That doesn't make sense."
Little Fatty clicked his tongue in wonder.
"Bro, don't be rash later on." Just as they were about to reach Spirit Peak, Little Fatty caught sight of Su Zimo's cold expression and advised hurriedly, afraid that the latter would do something out of line.
Su Zimo did not reply.
In Misty Peak, cultivators were not allowed to fight casually. If there were any conflicts or grudges, they would have to go to the spirit arena.
Each of the five peaks had a spirit arena located at the West of each peak.
The West belonged to the metal element and was mainly used for killing!
Even in the spirit arena, cultivators were not allowed to fight to the death or cripple their cultivations – it was enough to determine who was stronger.
Of course, in fights, especially between cultivators of similar strength, it was often difficult to stop after a split second. There had been cases of people crippling fellow sect members in the spirit arena as well.
Before long, Su Zimo and Little Fatty arrived in the skies above Spirit Peak. There was a dense crowd in the West and many disciples were watching.
Su Zimo and Little Fatty landed outside the spirit arena.
"Out of the way, out of the way!" Little Fatty used his fat body to forcefully open up a path.
Many Spirit Peak disciples were about to turn back and scold him when they caught sight of the Linghu following behind Su Zimo. Instantly, they were shocked and swallowed their words.
In front of Su Zimo, the Linghu was as obedient as a kitten. Now that they were outside, he looked majestic and would growl from time to time with a ferocious aura!
Before long, the two of them and the beast arrived at the front of the crowd.
Around the spirit arena, there were at least 2,000 trial disciples watching. It wasn't just Spirit Peak and Weapon Peak – disciples from the other three peaks had rushed over as well.
The commotion caused by this challenge was huge and could even be said to have shaken the five peaks!
Those who could stand at the front of the crowd were mostly elites of Spirit Peak or geniuses of their respective peaks. Among them, Leng Rou who possessed an ice spirit root was watching as well with a cold expression as usual.
In the spirit arena, a Level 8 Qi Refinement Warrior of Spirit Peak was fighting with Xue Yi of Weapon Peak.
Xue Yi was at Level 9 Qi Condensation and was even stronger than that person. However, he was completely suppressed and was at a disadvantage – it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.
In a fight between Qi Refinement Warriors, there were relatively few methods they used – spirit weapons, talismans and other external items.
Even though they were both riding on a flying sword, the Level 8 Qi Refinement Warrior of Spirit Peak was extremely agile and flexible, suppressing Xue Yi from the beginning to the end.
On the other hand, Xue Yi's flying sword was much clumsier.
"That person's name is Sun Tao and he has a heaven spirit root. He's nothing much in Spirit Peak and only listens to Feng Haoyu. Hmph, bro, even though I'm at Level 7 Qi Condensation, it's still unknown who will win against that person, "Little Fatty whispered at the side.
Su Zimo nodded and turned to look at Feng Haoyu who was dressed in purple robes and had an arrogant expression.
Right then, Feng Haoyu turned around and caught sight of Su Zimo as well.
A playful look flashed through Feng Haoyu's eyes.
"Fufu, you're finally willing to show yourself?"
Sneering internally, Feng Haoyu suddenly raised his voice. "Sun Tao, there's no need to drag things out. Hurry up and win. The 'genius' of Weapon Peak is here to watch."
Feng Haoyu emphasized on the word 'genius'. Instantly, countless gazes landed on Su Zimo.
Leng Rou glanced sideways and glanced at Su Zimo indifferently before turning back.
Even in the midst of the intense battle, Sun Tao could still divert some of his attention to look outside.
When he caught sight of Su Zimo, Sun Tao burst into laughter and conjured hand seals with both hands. Instantly, his flying sword shone brightly and burst forth with power, sending Xue Yi's flying sword flying and stabbing towards Xue Yi's chest!
A look of panic flashed through Xue Yi's eyes as he wanted to dodge. However, his body stiffened when he caught sight of the incoming flying sword.
Su Zimo narrowed his eyes.
Just as the flying sword was about to pierce Xue Yi's chest, Sun Tao chuckled and flicked his sword upwards.
"Pfft!"
The flying sword pierced through Xue Yi's shoulder, causing blood to spurt out.
With a dull grunt, Xue Yi staggered from the force and fell out of the spirit arena.
A few Weapon Peak disciples hurriedly helped Xue Yi back and applied medicine on his wound to stop the bleeding.
The Weapon Peak disciples glared at Sun Tao who was walking down from the spirit arena and hollered, "We've already decided who's better! Why are you still hurting him?!"
"Hmph, who's to blame for being inferior?"
Sun Tao sneered, "Weapon Peak is all you guys know how to bicker. So what if you're at Level 9 Qi Condensation? You're just a level higher than me in my eyes!"
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