"Martial Uncle, why are you following us?" Ling Yu asked, feeling it was strange.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and replied, "After sleeping for so many days, I have to move around a bit. Furthermore, I have not properly strolled around the Purple Flame Sect yet. Cut the crap and lead the way. "
Upon seeing this scene, the gray-clad disciple felt startled. What is the background of this white-clad person?
Ling Yu's words rendered Ling Yu speechless.
After all, Ling Yu was the top core disciple. Furthermore, he was very young, only in his twenties.
He might very well become the youngest true inheritor in the history of the Purple Flame Sect.
Furthermore, Ling Yu had the sect's stabilizing pillar, Ye Zifeng, as his master. He even had a connection to the legendary Pan Huang. His future was limitless.
Several of the Elders in the sect did not dare to show their martial uncle any displeasure. When they met, they would address him politely as martial uncle.
However, before this white-clad person, their martial uncle did not show any temper at all. This was really strange and puzzling.
The three of them quickly traversed the mountain path. Soon, they arrived at a lonely mountain peak surrounded by clouds and mist.
A simple and imposing pavilion stood beside an old tree on the peak. Several Purple Flame Sect disciples gathered there.
Two Purple Flame Sect disciples lay at the side, their complexions pale and in pain.
A purple-haired youth sat on a long bench in front of the pavilion, leading many Divine Firmament Sect core disciples. All of them had smiles on their faces.
Their gazes were fixed on a ring that was floating in the air and shrouded in a celestial mist.
Two people were currently fighting intensely on the arena, a man and a woman. The man was a Divine Firmament Sect core disciple, and the woman was a Purple Flame Sect core disciple. She was the Senior Sister Bai that the gray-clad disciple mentioned.
"Greeting of Swords' Edges!"
At the entrance, there was a stone stele with three ancient and vast words written on it. Xiao Chen entered deep thought and understood some of the reasons.
"Big Brother Lu, Big Brother Lan, what's wrong with you?!"
When Ling Yu saw the two weakened people in the pavilion, his expression changed drastically. Then, his figure flashed as he charged in.
"Little Martial Uncle, didn't I tell you not to come?" the two said sullenly with slightly angry expressions.
"In such a situation, as the number one core disciple, how could I not come?"
However, Ling Yu did not care. When he got up and checked the two's injuries, his expression immediately turned sullen.
Lightning entered his body and damaged his tibia. He wouldn't be able to recover within two months. How vicious!
"Feng Yu, you bastard! Do you need to be so ruthless?!"
Ling Yu roared furiously as he stood up and looked at the purple-haired youth leading the Divine Firmament Sect's group.
The purple-haired youth smiled and said, "Both our sects have set up the Greeting of Swords' Edges to facilitate the exchange of pointers between the disciples of both sects. Fists and kicks are emotionless, while blades and swords have no eyes. Brother Ling, why are you so angry? "
"What are you shouting for? It's a fair spar. I've already shown mercy. What more do you want?"
The Divine Firmament Sect cultivator who injured the Purple Flame Sect core disciple stood up and looked at Ling Yu in disdain, not showing any signs of remorse.
In the Greeting of Swords Edges, each sect had a similar location.
The Greeting of Swords' Edges was where the face of a sect was. Not a single sect would remove the Greeting of Swords' Edges. Doing so was equivalent to showing weakness, a great humiliation to the sect.
All the other sects would laugh at them and look down on them.
Setting up this Greeting of Swords' Edges also served to motivate the sect's disciples. The world of cultivators followed the law of the jungle in the first place, where the strong reigned supreme and the weak were humiliated.
However, in recent years, very few Purple Flame Sect disciples went to the Divine Firmament Sect's Greeting of Swords' Edges. It was the other party who came to mock them.
This time, the other party came prepared.
Clearly, the other party wanted to deal a blow to the Purple Flame Sect core disciples, preventing them from entering the Fiendish Demon Battlefield two months from now and reducing the competition.
The ruthlessness of this move was unexpected.
"Boom!"
As the Divine Firmament Sect disciples spoke, a bolt of electric light knocked that exquisite girl into the air.
Immediately, cries rang out in the surroundings. The eyes of the Purple Flame Sect disciples filled with rage and dissatisfaction.
Three consecutive defeats!
Another three consecutive defeats. Aside from the occasional exception, the Divine Firmament Sect core disciples usually suffered three consecutive defeats when they fought the Purple Flame Sect core disciples.
The reason was none other than the Divine Firmament Sect's development over the past few years. Its younger-generation disciples had already surpassed the Purple Flame Sect.
The Divine Firmament Sect's momentum was ferocious. Every year, geniuses and outstanding talents were born, firmly suppressing the Purple Flame Sect.
"Little Martial Uncle, who told you to come? Weren't you in closed-door cultivation?"
The exquisite girl asked with a trace of reproach in her tone as she looked at Ling Yu. However, like her two senior brothers, her tone was filled with concern.
The Divine Firmament Sect's purple-haired youth, Feng Yu, appeared very confident. He smiled faintly and said, "Stop being so wishy-washy. Stop acting pitifully. I'm already sick of watching it. Ling Yu, it is time for you to make a move. Let me think of who to send this time. Let you win one match and regain some face for your Purple Flame Sect. "
Right after Feng Yu spoke, the Divine Firmament Sect core disciples all laughed.
It had been like this for the past few years. After three consecutive defeats, Ling Yu would appear and win one match. Then, this purple-haired youth would appear as the finale and defeat Ling Yu.
Such a scene would play out practically every few months.
There were no exceptions every time. In the blessed land that was the Black Cave Mountain, the Little Thunder Saber Feng Yu was like Ling Yu's nemesis, suppressing him firmly.
"Hehe! Senior Brother, let me do it. Perhaps this time, it might not be your turn to make a move. "
The Divine Firmament Sect disciple who injured the two Purple Flame Sect disciples earlier did not show any fear.
The Little Thunder Saber Feng Yu maintained a faint smile on his face, always looking like he had control of the situation. He said, "Brother Ling Yu, please."
Ling Yu clenched his fists tightly. He clearly knew that this was a trap. However, under such circumstances, he had no choice but to let the other party lead him by the nose.
Junior Brother Fang, be careful. This Ling Yu should have had some fortuitous encounters recently. Based on his aura, his strength has improved significantly, the Little Thunder Saber Feng Yu sent a voice projection to his junior brother.
Senior Brother, don't worry. I'm not a fool. This fellow should have obtained some natural treasures. However, he has yet to completely refine them. He is definitely not a match for Senior Brother. I'll help Senior Brother scout him out first.
They were all core disciples of Rank 4 sects. Although the Divine Firmament Sect's people were arrogant, they were not fools.
Feng Yu immediately calmed down, no longer having any misgivings. He continued looking at Ling Yu and said, "Brother Ling Yu, what's wrong? My junior brother already went up. Don't tell me that you do not even have this bit of courage?"
When Xiao Chen saw all this, he was about to make a move to stop Feng Yu. However, Ling Yu could no longer remain calm. He leaped up and landed on the arena.
"This child …"
Xiao Chen sighed in his heart. He could understand this. After all, Ling Yu was still a youth. It did not look like he could truly remain indifferent to favors or humiliation.
Given the current situation, Xiao Chen definitely had to endure for now.
After Xiao Chen completely absorbed and refined the Life Juice Source, he would properly temper Ling Yu. When Ling Yu's strength truly improved, he would charge his way to the Divine Firmament Sect's Greeting of Swords' Edges and slap this face back ten times — one hundred times.
He would crush the other party's spirit in one go.
He would not be like Ling Yu now, walking onto the arena with resentment and helplessness.
"Divine Firmament Sect core disciple Fang Yun. Brother Ling Yu, please give me some pointers!"
The Divine Firmament Sect disciples on the arena performed cupped-fist salutes.
"Purple Flame Sect's Ling Yu, please give me some pointers!"
When Ling Yu saw the smile on the other party's face, he could not control the rage in his heart. Right after he spoke, he threw a punch.
Ling Yu's punch contained great might. A fist wind tore through the air, giving off ear-piercing howls in the surroundings.
The Little Thunder Saber Feng Yu nodded slightly. His judgment was right. This Ling Yu's strength had indeed improved significantly.
However, everything was still under control.
Fang Yun had learned about this in advance, so he was not too surprised at Ling Yu's great increase in strength.
His figure flashed, leaving behind an electric afterimage as he dodged.
The strength that Ling Yu displayed in the arena made the eyes of the Purple Flame Sect disciples light up. They could not help focusing their gazes on the arena again.
Although Ling Yu was furious, he did not lose his rationality. He wanted to end the battle quickly and preserve his strength.
Then, he would fight the Little Thunder Saber Feng Yu and rewrite all the humiliation he suffered.
By relying on the golden Life Juice Source that Xiao Chen gave him, Ling Yu's strength had increased significantly in the past few days. He was extremely confident of defeating Feng Yu.
Xiao Chen was somewhat startled. This little martial nephew truly surpassed his expectations.
While Ling Yu's Fist Technique looked mighty and tyrannical, in reality, he used just the right amount of force. Every time he attacked, he did not waste any excess Veritable Essence Energy.
Ling Yu's footwork was completely random, but he managed to push the Divine Firmament Sect's Fang Yun into a corner.
This prevented Fang Yun from executing his punches and kicks. He might not even have a chance to bring out his full power before suffering a sullen defeat.
Interesting. Ling Yu's improvement is truly extraordinary.
Xiao Chen thought to himself, Perhaps Ling Yu might be able to create a miracle this time.
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