"Haha, do as you please. I hope you can get some inspiration from it today. We are all people born for Master, and our cultivation is the strongest weapon for Master to overcome all obstacles. This is precisely what you lack the most. Now that I think about it, my grandfather and the others were really wise. They strictly warned our descendants that even if we were to be forever trapped in the boundary of the abyss, we must not give up on cultivation. Instead, we must make it our first priority. Now, everything was proving that the words they left behind back then were correct. "Little girl, since you claim to be Master's woman, then you have to do more for him than us. When you're by his side, you have to use your own hands to protect Master, and not let him protect you. Otherwise, you'll only be a burden to Master. Therefore, you are not allowed to slack off in the future. Do you understand? "Yan Tianwei said meaningfully.
In front of Chu Jingtian and Cold Cliffs, he didn't have any misgivings about what he said. He slowly walked closer and appeared in their line of sight. This monk looked to be around forty or fifty years old, with a wide chin and unusually small eyes. In his hand was a large fan that was already half broken, and he wore a shabby ordinary monk's robe. It was already autumn, and the air was slightly cold, but his front was wide open, revealing his chest. Seeing a group of people arrive earlier than him, he opened his mouth and gave them a strange smile. His gaze … swept across them, and finally landed on Yan Gongruo. He didn't move his eyes away, and his smile became even more strange.
Yan Gongruo felt all the hair on his body from being stared at, and was about to rebuke him, but was stopped by Yan Gongluo who said in a low voice: "This person is a terrifying perverted monk that appeared in Sunflower Dew Country in the past ten years. His name is Monk Wuhua. Although he is a monk, he delights in ravishing other people's wives and daughters. He really did come. "
"… Then is he powerful?" Yan Gongruo resisted the urge to dig out Monk Wuhua's eyes, and hid beside Yan Qiusha to avoid his gaze. Only then did he feel a little better.
"Extremely powerful. If he wasn't powerful, why would he appear here? There are no more than three people in Sunflower Dew Country who can defeat him. "Yan Gongluo said seriously.
Yan Gongruo raised his eyebrows and fiercely said, "He actually dared to scheme against me … I'm going to dig out his eyes!"
Although they were far apart, such a distance was nothing for a real expert. Her voice still reached Monk Wuhua's ears, and his smile became even more strange.
To these experts among experts, they all had their own pride. Experts were used to appearing at the very end. Therefore, not many people were willing to show up too early. All of this was within the expectations of Yan Tianwei and the others.
After the arrival of Monk Wuhua, the number of people finally began to increase gradually. It didn't take long for there to be as many as thirty or forty people. Unsurprisingly, most of them coldly observed the others with their gazes and wills. Apart from some of them who were originally related or familiar with each other, they didn't interact much with each other. Many gazes were fixated on Yan Tianwei's group. Those who were able to come here, other than those who were willing to risk their lives to watch the battle between experts, were all illustrious figures. However, none of them recognized a single person in this group. What was more eye-catching was that there were actually four young people in their twenties among them.
Apart from them, there was no one below the age of thirty among them.
A man with a pale face and no facial hair appeared beside Chu Jingtian like a ghost. He looked at them expressionlessly and said with a chuckle, "Young people, this is not a place you should come to. Back then, there would be many overconfident young people who would come here every year. In the end, they would either die or be injured. After that, no one dared to come here casually. It would be best for you to come back twenty-five years later, or fifty years later. "
"Age doesn't mean anything," Yan Duancang said casually.
"But at least it can represent the foundation and accumulation of power. I don't want to be meddlesome, but these few young people all have astonishing auras. They will definitely become great people in the future. I don't wish to see them destroyed here prematurely. They might have the ability to protect themselves while watching the battle. But if they were to fight against experts … Among these people, there are good and evil people. Some of them might deliberately be ruthless against some rising stars. You're on your own, "the man said in a low voice. Then, he ignored them and walked away.
"Hey! Are you looking down on us? Let me tell you … "
"Little girl, there's no need to say anymore. He meant well. The people gathered here, even if it isn't the gathering of the strongest experts in the entire continent, it's more or less the same. What he said isn't a lie. Be careful, "Yan Qinghong interrupted Yan Gongruo's words with a low voice. Then, he looked at Chu Jingtian and Cold Cliffs meaningfully. Today, other than completing the task that Ye Wuchen had given them, he was also looking forward to the performance of these two people. On that note, Ye Wuchen had specially instructed him at the end: During the Tianchen Magic Conference, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to help them, even if their lives are in danger from experts.
Various kinds of people appeared one after another. There were men and women. Some stood there quietly, some lazily squatted on the ground, and some coldly stood on the mountain wall. Gradually, the number of people had reached close to a hundred. Every one of them faintly released a different aura, but each one was more terrifying than the last. It wasn't hard to imagine, if all the people here formed a force, how shocking would it be?
The flat ground at the top of the Falling Star Cliff was tens of meters long. At this time, there were already various kinds of people standing there, and the various kinds of conversations were clearly heated up. Yan Qinghong and Yan Tianwei's group deliberately maintained silence, coldly paying attention to every new person that appeared. After waiting quietly, Yan Tianwei's gaze suddenly glanced upwards, and a bright light flashed through his eyes.
At the same time, four old men in their sixties walked up at the same time. With their arrival and the deliberate release of their aura, a strange scorching feeling enveloped the entire Falling Star Cliff. Everyone's gaze fell on these four old men at almost the same time. Because, this was clearly the aura of the Northern Emperor Sect's Flame Soul Technique. This also meant that these four old men were the people of the Northern Emperor Sect, and had the identity of maintaining order in this year's Tianchen Magic Martial Conference. No matter how strong a person was, even if it was the Sword God or the War God, they would not easily offend the people of Nanhuangzong or the Northern Emperor Sect. And the Northern Emperor Sect's Flame Soul Technique and Nanhuangzong's Water Jade Technique's name and unique characteristics were almost common knowledge in the Tianchen Continent's cultivation world, and it was difficult to mistake them.
More than twenty years ago, the chaotic battle between Nanhuangzong and the Northern Emperor Sect ended in the Northern Emperor Sect's defeat because of the Tenryū clan's intervention. Because of this, the Northern Emperor Sect's whereabouts were unknown, and there was no news of them for more than twenty years. However, those who were truly discerning would not think that the Northern Emperor Sect was afraid of Nanhuangzong. Instead, they could smell something unusual. Today, the people of the Northern Emperor Sect had indeed appeared. No one felt surprised, and they were carefully sizing them up with different kinds of eyes.
Behind the four old men, there was a young man with a smile on his face. He looked to be around twenty-five years old, and his clothes were casual, but it could not hide his innate outstanding temperament, and anyone who looked at him would know that this person was not ordinary. Everyone remembered this young man's appearance in their hearts. When they looked at him, they did not look at the Cold Cliffs, Chu Jingtian and the others with different gazes. This was because, he came from the Northern Emperor Sect.
"Hmph, the Holy Lord's prediction was right … That person, is their Young Master, Yan Ximing. Third Baby, do you have confidence? "The corner of Yan Tianwei's mouth moved slightly, and traces of his voice were transmitted into Yan Gongluo's ears.
Yan Gongluo clenched his fists tightly, his expression calm. Although he did not speak, he used his own expression to tell him: I am the true Northern Emperor Young Master! How could I lose to him!
"With the Holy Lord's help, no one will discover that we are using the Flame Soul Arts that they are familiar with. When the time comes, you can just let go, there is no need to have any misgivings. He … is your first trial by fire. You possess the pure bloodline of the Northern Emperor, and you have bitterly trained since you were young. If you can't even defeat this' bastard ', how can you still have the face to follow Master! "Yan Tianwei said sternly.
Yan Gongluo nodded his head forcefully, and his gaze fiercely swept across Yan Ximing, before instantly looking away. Yan Ximing seemed to sense something, and shifted her gaze, but did not see anything.
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