The ancient race cultivators couldn't help but take a few more glances at Feng Hao. This was the first time they had seen such an arrogant person who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
The path of cultivation was extremely difficult. Every breakthrough in the realm required opportunities and comprehension. This also led to a slight difference in the realm, which could be fatal.
However, a young man who looked like he was in his twenties had declared that he would challenge Duanmu Boyi, who had lived for hundreds of years and failed his tribulation to become an Itinerant Immortal.
Only Cheng Jinnan and the others, who knew Feng Hao inside out, knew that Duanmu Boyi, who had dominated China's cultivation world for so long and even Sword Immortal Li Chunfeng was no match for him. Now, he would probably die with a grievance on the top floor of Jinmao Building.
"Are you stupid?"
One of the female cultivators from the Ancient Cultivation Clan rolled her eyes at Fenghao. Truth be told, given Fenghao's handsome looks and his identity as a proud son of the Cheng Family, it was possible that he could attract many talented female cultivators.
When cultivators engaged in dual cultivation with the right person, their cultivation might improve. There were many cultivators in the cultivation world who engaged in dual cultivation, and their cultivation wasn't weak either.
This female cultivator was very beautiful and tall. She didn't wear the traditional clothes of other cultivators, but tight-fitting clothes that accentuated her perfect figure.
There was also a very alluring temperament in her eyes. Clearly, she thought very highly of Feng Hao before this.
But now, she felt that Feng Hao was an arrogant person and even had some problems with his brain. He actually dared to challenge an Itinerant Immortal. If she married with him, she wouldn't even know how she died.
However, Feng Hao had long passed the stage of judging people by their appearance and really didn't care about this female cultivator.
But in the face of the female cultivator's annoyed vulgar words, Feng Hao still displayed a gentlemanly attitude and didn't lower himself to her level.
His gaze landed on Duanmu Boyi, and his lips curled into a provocative smile. "I wonder if Senior Duanmu can give me such a chance?"
Previously, when Duanmu Boyi tried to cripple him, he had been thinking about how to deal with this person while still holding the moral high ground. After all, if he had killed him directly just now, it would have been too inhumane.
Who knew if this Duanmu Boyi was a venerable senior of the ancient cultivation clan?
However, he didn't expect Duanmu Boyi to be unpopular in the cultivation world. This made things easier.
If he were to deal with him, he might even be able to rope in the Ancient Cultivation Clan's people. In the future, if the God race's Saint wanted to descend, he would have to travel through a space-time teleportation array. Otherwise, he could forget about it.
Now, even the powerhouses of the Immortal World were trying to integrate the ancient cultivation clans of Huaxia and use the prestige of the Long Corporation in Huaxia to hold this so-called Immortal Welcoming Ceremony.
In that case, he could make use of this opportunity to rope in the other party's forces. After all, no matter how strong a person was, he only had two fists. With the support of the ancient cultivation clan of China, he would be able to gain a more thorough understanding of the cultivation world of China. He wouldn't have to rely on speculations like he did now.
Duanmu Boyi remained silent throughout. He disdained to act when provoked by a nameless junior, but Duanmu Yang could crush cultivators of the same generation.
But now Duan Muyang had been defeated by Feng Hao, and even his Natal Spiritual Sword had been taken away. Who else could help him now?
"Hehe!"
Duanmu Boyi sneered and said, "Who do you think I am? Do you think I'm someone you can challenge? A firefly dares to compete with the bright moon? "
To be honest, Duanmu Boyi looked down on Feng Hao.
"Little cultivator, this Old Thief Duanmu is a ferocious person. It's not easy for you to cultivate. Don't provoke him, lest you get into trouble …"
The Goddess of the Clouds said softly.
Although she admired Feng Hao's courage, Old Thief Duanmu was an Itinerant Immortal who was even more powerful than her. Feng Hao was really not enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
Perfected Zhang of Wudang Mountain took a deep look at Feng Hao and realized that he could not see through Feng Hao's cultivation level. He then chuckled and said, "I wonder which ancient clan you are from. You actually have such boldness. On the other hand, the prodigies of the other ancient clans seem to have lost their drive. An old thief who once caused the deaths of hundreds of thousands of innocent people in Huaxia actually bowed down and called himself an immortal …"
There was a hint of mockery in his words. Instantly, many young prodigies' faces turned the color of pig liver, but they did not dare to refute.
Some cultivators even looked like they had eaten flies, as if Perfected Zhang was talking about them.
Feng Hao smiled at Perfected Zhang of Wudang Mountain and said, "I'm just a nobody from the Cheng family …"
Thump!
When Elder Cheng heard Feng Hao's words, he was so scared that his legs turned to jelly, and he sat down on a stool.
Feng Hao turned to look at Cheng Jinnan and said, "What are you doing, Elder?"
Cheng Jinnan wiped the sweat off his forehead, and his expression was extremely ugly. Feng Hao was the Sacred Leader of the Divine Wood race and the Lord of the Chiliocosm. Now, he had lowered his status and said that he was a nobody from the Cheng family. Wasn't this an insult to the old man?
His little heart was almost scared to death.
"I can't circulate my spiritual energy smoothly for a moment. I'm old … Feng … Cheng Hao, don't say such things in the future. You are the one and only existence in the Cheng family. You are definitely not a nobody …" Cheng Jinnan said in a panic.
"Feng? Cheng Hao? "Perfected Zhang of Wudang Mountain murmured softly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Duanmu Boyi had always been a narrow-minded person. At this moment, when he saw that Feng Hao had received the attention of Mount Tai's Cloud Saint Mother and Perfected Zhang, the killing intent in his eyes intensified.
These two arch-enemies seemed to think very highly of this kid.
Duanmu Boyi's lips curled up into a cold smile, and he suddenly stood up and said in a cold tone, "I believe everyone has heard it. This Cheng family brat's talent is not bad. He barely managed to defeat my clan's Holy Son, and he's arrogant to the point of looking down on everyone else. He even provoked this Celestial Sovereign, so this Celestial Sovereign agreed to his proposal and accepted his challenge …"
"Ancestor is mighty!" Duanmu Yang hurriedly bowed and nodded.
"Shameless old dog!"
"How shameless. He actually dares to bully a junior …"
Many elders of the ancient cultivation clans couldn't help but look at Duanmu Boyi with disdain. They had seen shameless people before, but they had never seen someone this shameless.
Accepting the challenge of a Nascent Soul cultivator with his Itinerant Celestial cultivation was like using a rock to smash an egg.
Many cultivators who were on good terms with the Cheng family sent voice transmissions to Cheng Jinnan, telling him to quickly stop this. However, Cheng Jinnan only smiled bitterly and shook his head.
What right did he have to interfere with what Feng Hao wanted to do? Moreover … he also hoped that Feng Hao would make a move and punish this big old thief in the cultivation world.
"Let him go!" Cheng Jinnan said softly.
Gasp!
His unintentional words immediately caused all the cultivators present to suck in a breath of cold air. Was he going to send off a prodigy from his own clan?
Wasn't he too ambitious?
"Go, Cheng Hao!"
Cheng Cheng raised her fist and cheered Feng Hao on.
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