"If you want to be reasonable, I will be reasonable with you. If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end. Others might be afraid of you, Di Wuque, but I am not. "
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and gently flung the cloak off his body. His white robes fluttered in the wind as he looked up at Di Wuque, his heart calm and indifferent.
"It's the White Robed Bladesman, Xiao Chen! He advanced to Martial Sage!"
When Xiao Chen revealed his true appearance, he immediately elicited startled cries from the crowd. The news of the Qing Emperor's descendant appearing had already spread from the Tianwu Domain to the entire Kunlun Realm.
When the Sage Mark Monument appeared, many people guessed whether Xiao Chen could rush over or not. After all, he had only advanced to half-Sage for a short time, even if he was the Qing Emperor's descendant.
Not many people thought that Xiao Chen could advance to Martial Sage in such a short time. His appearance today could be considered a huge surprise.
"No wonder he flew into such a rage. Di Wuque's earlier words really touched his reverse scale."
"Those two Deity Race cultivators deserved to die. If he offended them now, he would be seeking death."
"However, it is too irrational to mess with Di Wuque now. Di Wuque advanced to Martial Sage a year ago. Furthermore, no one has seen him use his full power. Xiao Chen just advanced to Martial Sage. He is probably not a match for Di Wuque. "
All sorts of discussions rang out endlessly. No one had expected that the matter of leaving one's name, which should have ended here, would take such a turn.
When Di Wuque, who was in the air, saw Xiao Chen's face, his expression relaxed instead. It was like he had been waiting for him. He smiled and said, "Indeed, it is as I expected. You have indeed advanced to Martial Sage. Do you dare to leave your name? Let me see the strength of the Qing Emperor's descendant.
"Let's see who can continue the legend of the Qing Emperor."
Xiao Chen had always been very calm. Even though Di Wuque kept goading him, he did not get angry. Ten thousand years from now, the future generations would judge whose light was more dazzling.
The reason why he stood out was to express his attitude and continue the legend of the Qing Emperor. It was indeed not his place to say such words.
On the Seven-colored Arch Bridge, Di Wuque was full of confidence. As long as Xiao Chen dared to compete with him. The contingency plan he left behind could ruin Xiao Chen's reputation, and he wouldn't even be able to carve his name on it in front of the world.
At that time, not only would he be able to suppress Xiao Chen's sharpness, but he would also be unable to recover from this setback. The story of the so-called Qing Emperor would end here, and the legend would be continued by him.
Now that Xiao Chen had been provoked by his words, the plan was already half complete. The remaining half was waiting for Xiao Chen to take the bait.
"Di Wuque, it's really not your turn to continue the legend and glory of my ancestors. No matter how high you carve your name, it will have nothing to do with the Qing Emperor or me. I am not the Qing Emperor. I am Xiao Chen.
"However, since you want to compete, I will compete with you," Xiao Chen said softly.
Then, he leaped up and arrived before the Sage Mark Monument. The bottom ten meters of the Sage Mark Monument was empty.
No one would carve their name here. Even if they could not do so, they would fly thirty or forty meters before carving their name.
However, they did not know that time was merciless. The names carved on the monument would disappear. After they disappeared, someone else would carve their name.
After ten thousand years, no matter how high you carve your name, who would remember you without a name? Even if you became a Sovereign Martial Emperor, how many people would seriously look at your dim light before the rows of dazzling golden words?
Before everyone's incredulous gazes, Xiao Chen stood before the Sage Mark Monument and carved his name at the bottom of the Sage Mark Monument.
Xiao Chen carved every stroke very seriously. He was Xiao Chen, not the Thunder King or the Qing Emperor.
"You want to fight for this moment, but I will fight with you forever. Let's see whose light will be more dazzling after ten thousand years. Let's see who will remember whose name after a thousand cycles of reincarnation. "
One monument, one Kunlun Realm.
How many Sages had there been since ancient times? Who would take the initiative to carve their name at the bottom of the Sage Mark Monument?
That was a corner that even cultivators who advanced to Martial Sage before one hundred years old would scoff at.
The cultivators present were flabbergasted. The densely packed crowds on the surrounding mountains were also flabbergasted.
Some people did not understand. Some people smiled coldly in their hearts, thinking that Xiao Chen knew that he was no match for Xiao Chen and was just putting on a show.
Some people entered deep thought, carefully pondering the meaning of Xiao Chen's words. It seemed like they understood something, but at the same time, they did not.
Among the crowd, the First Senior Sister, Shui Lingling, smiled faintly. Her soft and pretty face was indescribably beautiful. She said, "Junior Brother Xiao Chen looks like you really understand people. As long as one becomes a Sovereign Martial Emperor, one's name will never disappear. The stronger one is, the brighter one's light will shine. It does not matter where it is."
Under the black cloak, Ying Qiong was stunned by Xiao Chen's startling actions for a while. Then, he smiled bitterly and said, "This can be considered his style. There is indeed no point in fighting for a moment's glory."
The white-haired Divine Daughter, Tianyou Xi, shifted her gaze away from a blurry spot at the top of the Sage Mark Monument and looked at Xiao Chen, who had left his name below. Then, she revealed a contemplative expression.
Naturally, Di Wuque's expression was the most interesting. As he looked at Xiao Chen, who had left his name below, his expression froze.
Why did Xiao Chen leave his name below? In that case, all his preparations would have been for nothing.
Originally, as long as Xiao Chen dared to leave his name above, Di Wuque was confident of immediately using his Secret Mental Energy Technique to make Xiao Chen fall from the sky the instant he carved his name.
The other Deity Races might fear the will of thunder, but Xiao Chen did not. The Cultivation Technique he cultivated was the supreme Deity Canon of the sect, the most ancient Cultivation Technique of the Deity Race.
If Xiao Chen carved his name below, naturally, Xiao Chen's preparations would be wasted. Xiao Chen's plan to make Xiao Chen lose his chance to enter the Sage Mark Monument in a sorry state would also be foiled.
In Xiao Chen's heart, Xiao Chen had always been a great threat. Right now, even if Xiao Chen advanced to Martial Sage, he still did not feel strong enough. If Xiao Chen really met Xiao Chen, he would be able to defeat Xiao Chen after putting in some effort.
What Xiao Chen feared was Xiao Chen's potential and Xiao Chen's growth speed. If Xiao Chen really grew into a second Qing Emperor one day, then the Deity Race's plan to unify the Kunlun Realm would have to be shelved.
If Xiao Chen's plan succeeded, Xiao Chen would deal a heavy blow to Xiao Chen when he was at his most confident. Xiao Chen would trample on Xiao Chen in front of everyone.
This would definitely leave a huge shadow in Xiao Chen's heart. In the future, his cultivation would definitely be hindered.
Unfortunately, Xiao Chen's nature made this plan go up in smoke. Xiao Chen did not know how long he would have to wait for a similar plan.
"Xiao Chen, I really overestimated you. Your courage is only so-so. I am as famous as your great-grandfather. All the outstanding talents in the world are suppressed by me.
"You are at the bottom. What qualifications do you have to compete with me? As a grandson, you are looking down on your great-grandfather too much."
Di Wuque recovered his wits and smiled faintly. Then, he started mocking Xiao Chen. His words implied that Xiao Chen was a grandson.
The expressions of many people changed. They could not tell that this Di Wuque had such a venomous mouth. Just because he was on par with the Qing Emperor, he mocked Xiao Chen like that.
However, the Deity Race cultivators laughed loudly and started jeering.
"Even as a grandson, he has so many titles. What White Robed Bladesman? What nonsense descendant of the Qing Emperor? He is merely so-so."
"Just putting on airs and deliberately mystifying things. If you are truly capable, then surpass our Divine Son now. Otherwise, you are a grandson."
Xiao Chen's lips curled up slightly. He raised his head and looked at Di Wuque. He smiled and said, "Di Wuque, I really overestimated you. Even though you are stronger than me now, it is only a matter of time before I surpass you."
Xiao Chen gently pushed off the ground and soared into the air like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at a height of two kilometers without any pressure.
Xiao Chen rose at a startling speed. Two thousand five hundred meters … two thousand eight hundred meters … two thousand nine hundred meters …
Before Di Wuque could react, Xiao Chen brushed past him, surpassing the height of three kilometers.
There were two kinds of pressure from the Sage Mark Monument. One was a formless pressure on a cultivator's Mental Energy, and the other was a visible pressure on the physical body.
After observing for a long time, Xiao Chen had figured out the mysteries of the Sage Mark Monument long ago. His Mental Energy cultivation was second only to Di Wuque, and his physical body was second only to the Iron Hand Sovereign's descendant, Kui Dou.
However, of all the people present, he was the only one who could merge the two perfectly.
Since ancient times, only an Inferior Grade Martial Sage had managed to achieve the same level of Mental Energy and physical body cultivation as Xiao Chen at the same time.
Due to the limitations of his physical body, Di Wuque could not cross the three-kilometer mark. However, Xiao Chen did not have that many restrictions.
"Whoosh!" Xiao Chen clenched his teeth and charged over the final three hundred meters of the Sage Mark Monument. Then, he landed firmly on the top of the Sage Mark Monument.
When Xiao Chen looked down, the Deity Race cultivators who mocked Xiao Chen were all dumbfounded and immediately shut their mouths.
Earlier, they called Xiao Chen a grandson because Di Wuque stood taller than Xiao Chen. However, now, Xiao Chen was three hundred meters taller than Di Wuque.
According to their logic, it was clear who was the grandson here.
When the cultivators on the surrounding peaks saw Xiao Chen standing at the top of the Sage Mark Monument, they all went into an uproar. Their eyes filled with disbelief.
"This … what the hell is going on? Did the pressure in the Sage Mark Monument lose its effect?"
"Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Don't tell me this is real. Xiao Chen is actually standing at the top of the Sage Mark Monument."
The Martial Monarchs and older-generation Sages on the peaks watching the excitement could no longer sit still. They all flew over, wanting to see what was going on.
Di Wuque's expression changed unpredictably. Earlier, he had used his height to mock Xiao Chen for being a grandson. Unexpectedly, retribution paid. Xiao Chen immediately stood at the top of the Sage Mark Monument, slapping his own face. Now, he did not even have the chance to take back his words.
Xiao Chen took out a bottle of wine from the Universe Ring and sat at the top of the Sage Mark Monument. Then, he looked down at Di Wuque.
Xiao Chen poured himself a cup of wine and smiled faintly. "Di Wuque, below me are the Sages and Sages of the Ancient Era. Your ancestor's grandfather is among them. You want to go even lower? Are you not even qualified to be a grandson?"
When it came to having a vicious mouth, Xiao Chen would not lose to anyone. Since the other party had spoken, there was no need for Xiao Chen to stand on ceremony.
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