A Good Romance
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This woman was only at the medium extreme of the Heavenly Body Tier. Moreover, she had just broken through, so her aura was extremely unstable.
What arrogance! Even the Tranquil Heart Saint and the other Nine Sages didn't have the habit of asking people to kneel to greet them. However, this woman was so enraged that she didn't even care about her son!
Just as Mo Li had said, this woman's temper was not ordinary.
Although the Star Sand Saint was the most powerful elite in the surrounding hundreds of galaxies, and he wasn't even one of them, he was already nearing the end of his lifespan, after all. Thus, he was more than qualified to be the ancestor of this woman's ancestor.
But the two of them had still ended up together. If it weren't for the fact that she was vain, there was no need for her to choose this kind of "rotten old man", right? The Star Sand Martial Arts Academy had plenty of prodigies and king tiers, so how could it be that she couldn't find a man who could accompany her for the rest of her life?
Such a woman must be extremely scheming. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a Great Sage to lose his chastity in his old age, and even have a son at this time.
He should be the Star Sand Saint's flesh and blood, right? There was definitely no one who would dare make the Star Sand Saint a cuckold.
Perhaps no one knew how this woman had managed to befriend the Star Sand Saint in the past. However, she had definitely been extremely obedient in the beginning. Otherwise, how could she have won the Star Sand Saint's favor? But once she was in power, especially after giving birth to a son, her true colors were revealed.
"En, why haven't you knelt yet?" The woman glared at Ling Han, her expression one of arrogance.
She could indeed be arrogant. She was the wife of the Great Sage, and she could be said to be the most powerful person in the nearby hundreds of galaxies. What did she need to be afraid of?
Now, she could act like this. Even if the Star Sand Saint had become Dao, she, as the master's wife of the Nine Saints, could still act this haughty. The Nine Saints would also have to treat her with respect. Respecting one's master and dao was the most important thing for cultivators. Even Saints did not dare to violate this principle. Otherwise, they would definitely be criticized by the people of the world.
Ling Han cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Greetings, Madam."
The woman was naturally dissatisfied. She tilted her head slightly and said, "Zhang Jian."
"This old servant is here." The old man hurriedly got up and replied respectfully.
"Capture this audacious person!" said the woman.
The little boy in her arms pointed at the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden in the distance, and said, "Mother, I want her to become my wife."
"Did you hear what the young master said?" the woman added.
The old man wiped the sweat off his forehead and replied, "This old servant understands." He once again activated his blood and qi. Hong! The cauldron of life blazed fiercely. To him, such a scene was something he had only seen a few times. His blood and qi had long since dried up. This was a forced combustion, and naturally, it was impossible for him to circulate it many times.
But now, he was truly at the peak stage of the high extreme of the Eternal River Tier, his battle prowess off the charts!
He made his move. Great stars revolved around him, and a huge Dharma Idol was projected behind him. It towered between heaven and earth, and was at least several tens of thousands of zhang tall. Like him, it also made a move, slapping towards Ling Han.
Ling Han's expression also changed slightly. With a battle cry, he unsheathed his Divine Demon Sword and activated the 10 killing formations at the same time. He then used the Lightning Sword Technique and unleashed his most powerful attack.
Right now, the Lightning Sword Technique was even more frightening. It had fused the Tide of the Ages, Heaven's Might, and Killing Formations together. It was definitely the strongest sword technique in the Immortal World. However, due to the limitations of Ling Han's current cultivation base, the Lightning Sword Technique was still unable to reach the pinnacle.
'With a slash of my sword, even if there's chaos, I'll still slash out a clear blue sky!'
Shua! Sword light streaked past, and the old man's large hand was instantly sliced apart. The clear sky appeared again.
The old man groaned, and a wound appeared on his right hand. This was the backlash from the destruction of his Dharma Idol. Fortunately, if his true body had been struck by the Divine Demon Sword, he would have been in dire straits. He had to sever his entire hand. Otherwise, the murderous aura would invade his hand, and he would lose an arm or even die.
The woman was astonished. Zhang Jian had actually failed to defeat Ling Han!
She didn't know what cultivation level Ling Han was at, but she was clear that Zhang Jian was at the peak stage of the high extreme. Yet, he still hadn't been able to suppress Ling Han?
Gasp!
She was naturally familiar with the people who had come here on a pilgrimage. With her vanity, she had definitely made these people pay their respects to her. Thus, Ling Han was definitely a new disciple who had come to participate in this competition.
Could a new disciple be this powerful?
"Trash!" the woman said in disdain. She glared at the old man, and chided, "Piss off!"
The old man didn't dare to retort. He could only retract his blood and obediently retreat to the side.
In reality, he had only suffered a small loss. He was still far from being defeated. After all, apart from the Nine Heavens Flame, Ling Han's attack had already unleashed its full offensive power. Even so, it had only left a small wound on his palm. It was clear that the old man was incredibly powerful.
The woman walked up with the little boy in her arms, and looked down at Ling Han in a condescending manner. "You're quite capable. I'm showing you mercy and taking you in as a slave. Hurry up and thank me!"
Ling Han was astonished. Had this woman's head been kicked by a donkey? Did she have to thank him even though he was a slave?
Idiot!
He shook his head, and said, "There's no one in this world that can make me lower myself to become a slave!"
"I don't believe you!" The woman stroked her hair, and said, "You can be stubborn now. I naturally have ways to make you lower your head!"
What a joke. She was the wife of a Great Saint, and more so the wife of nine Saints. How could she not make a measly Eternal River Tier lower his head?
Ling Han chuckled, and swaggered off.
He was really unlucky to have encountered such a top-notch woman. No, he couldn't just swallow his anger like this. He had to find the large black dog and have him disgust this woman.
"Mother, mother, I want a wife, I want a wife!" The little boy was still crying, but the woman completely ignored him. Right now, she wanted Ling Han to lower his head so that she could maintain her reputation as the wife of the Great Saint.
After this incident, Ling Han and the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden were no longer in the mood to wander around. Thus, they left together.
Another three days passed, and all the new students of the nine campuses had arrived. The competition was also about to begin.
Everyone drew lots, and the losers would be eliminated.
However, seeded students like Ling Han and Gu Daoyi were divided into 16 regions. At the very least, it was impossible for them to meet before the top 16.
When the competition began, everyone wanted to excel. Every battle was extremely important, and everyone gave it their all. All sorts of secret techniques were used, and high-grade God Artifacts appeared one after another. There were many examples of the weak defeating the strong.
Heavenly Body Tier elites wielding Eternal River Tier God Tools or Saint Tools would be able to unleash the battle prowess of an Eternal River Tier elite. Thus, if their opponent didn't possess a corresponding God Tool and wasn't at the Eternal River Tier, they would naturally be defeated.
Ling Han hadn't encountered such an opponent, so he naturally passed the first round easily. It was the same for the second round.
At this time, the number of participants had also decreased to 225.
Lots were drawn again, and 31 people were eliminated from the first round. After this round, there were only 128 people left in the arena. At this time, there weren't any weaklings. They were all rank two or rank three king tiers, and rank two king tiers also possessed powerful God Tools. Thus, they weren't afraid of rank three king tiers.
Ling Han's next opponent was such a person. He was at the consummate level of the Heavenly Body Tier and wielded a Pseudo-Saint Tool.
It was Nie Tiancheng.
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