Before the Ji Clan's door, the Sage of Calligraphy was puking out blood and was extremely weak.
This caused everyone to be dumbfounded. They only came back to their senses after a long while, and they gasped in shock.
"Lost! The Sage of Calligraphy who defeated the three top Heaven's Favorites lost! "
"Unbelievable, how could he lose? Ling Xian is far too powerful. "
"Monster, he is a monster!"
Everyone was in awe and disbelief was written all over their faces.
However, Ling Xian frowned, sensing that something was wrong.
The Sage of Calligraphy truly had flesh and blood and a soul. But compared to a real person, he was slightly different. If it weren't for his spiritual sense, he wouldn't have noticed.
"Ehem, ehem, to be able to beat this body up like this, I have to admit that you are very strong."
The Sage of Calligraphy was puking out blood and his face was white as paper.
However, he was smiling. It was cold and it was also the joy of finding his prey.
"Hmm?" Ling Xian raised an eyebrow as he realized something.
"Ever since I was born, you are the strongest opponent I've met. Even my already dead enemy cannot compare to you."
The Sage of Calligraphy's eerie smile made everyone's scalp numb and they shudder.
"If I'm not wrong, this body is not your real body." Ling Xian stared at the Saint of Calligrapher.
"Impressive. I have been here for a long time and nobody has noticed."
"This body is my enemy. After I killed him, I turned him into my clone."
The Sage of Calligraphy's smile did not diminish. Everyone's expression changed and they shouted out loud.
"What? That's not his real body? "
"How can it be a clone? It's a person made of flesh and blood! "
"His clone is already this powerful. Just how powerful is his real body?"
Everyone was in awe, especially Mei Yan and Ji Huang. As if struck by lightning, they froze where they stood.
"A clone … it's just a clone …"
Ji Huang smiled sadly, her face was filled with bitterness.
Mei Yan felt the same.
They were all top Heaven's Favorites of the Planet of Bei Dou. Losing to the Sage of Calligraphy was already a huge blow to them. Now that they found out it was just a clone, why wouldn't they feel bitter?
This was far too cruel. No matter how strong one's mentality was, it was hard for them to remain calm.
"No wonder he's so strong."
Ling Xian frowned. Others didn't know the inside story, but he did. He knew that the Sage of Calligrapher's nemesis was someone who did not pale next to this person.
Suppressing Soft Mist and the other top geniuses was also reasonable.
"Ling Xian, you have piqued my interest. When my real body arrives, I will kill you." The Sage of Calligrapher wiped off his smile and did not hide his killer's intent.
"Aren't you afraid that the wind will cut your tongue?"
Ling Xian glared at the Saint of Calligraphy, "If I can suppress your clone, then I can kill your real body. You better not provoke me."
"Hahaha, just you wait. It won't be long before my true body will descend upon the Big Dipper. At that time, I will personally send you on your way."
The Sage of Calligraphy laughed out loud. His figure faded and disappeared.
"I didn't expect that the Calligraphy Saint Tian, who suppressed the three top geniuses, was just a clone."
The leader of the Ji Clan softly sighed. Looking at the bitter Ji Huang, his eyes flashed with pain. Then, he shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian.
Everyone present felt the same way.
Their gazes were full of shock and respect, as if they were looking at a monster.
Though the Sage of Calligraphy who left was merely a clone, it was an undeniable fact that he suppressed the three top Heaven's Favorites.
Yet Ling Xian was able to do so. This alone proved how powerful he was. At least, he was stronger than Soft Mist and the other Heaven's Favorites!
"I cannot believe his capabilities are this dominating."
"This is a true top Heaven's Favorite. Everyone else is not worthy of being called top."
"That's right. Only he can fight against the real Sage of Calligraphy."
Everyone exclaimed and the way they looked at Ling Xian was very complex.
Ji Huang, in particular, was having mixed feelings and it was hard to describe what she was feeling.
When Ling Xian suppressed the Ning Clan's shadow, she wanted to fight against Ling Xian. But now, she suddenly realized how laughable she was back then.
She couldn't even win against the Sage of Calligraphy's clone, what right did she have to challenge Ling Xian?
"When I first saw you, I was certain that you would rise to power and become an overlord, or even an unrivalled supreme being."
"However, I still underestimated you."
The leader of the Ji Clan stared at Ling Xian, "I am not surprised that Ji Huang broke through to the eighth level. I am also not surprised that the two Saints broke through."
"When I first met you, these children were already infinitely close to the eighth level. Plus, they had the resources of the Immortal Clans. It was reasonable for them to break through."
"But I didn't think you would reach the eighth level in such a short period of time. After all, you don't have the support of the Immortal Clans."
The leader of the Ji Clan softly sighed and didn't even try to hide his shock and admiration.
"You are flattering me."
Ling Xian softly grinned and retracted his Qi, making him look like a mortal.
However, nobody would treat him like a mortal. He was a monster who suppressed the Sage of Calligraphy's clone, a true top Heaven's Favorite!
"That is not an exaggeration."
The leader of the Ji Clan revealed a smile and glanced at Ji Huang, who was trapped inside the golden bell, "Do you still remember what I said back then?"
Hearing this, Ling Xian was a little startled and shook his head with a bitter smile.
Before this, he had only met the leader of the Ji Clan once. Everything they talked about was about finding a son-in-law and marrying a daughter.
"It looks like you still remember."
The leader of the Ji Clan softly grinned, "What I said back then is still valid. If you are willing, I will marry Ji Huang to you."
Then, he paused, "If you don't like Ji Huang, you can choose my youngest daughter. However, she is not on the Planet of Bei Dou right now. I'm afraid you will have to wait a while before you can see her."
Hearing this, Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't think the leader of the Ji Clan would bring this up again.
"Father, I can't get married? Do I need you to rush me? "
Ji Huang was furious. Before, she thought Ling Xian was pleasing to the eye. But now, no matter how she looked at him, she didn't like him.
"I am not rushing you. I am simply trying to find a good husband for you."
The leader of the Ji Clan smiled, "It's not that I want to brag, but 80% of the male cultivators on the Planet of Bei Dou want to marry Ji Huang. Think about it."
Hearing this, Ling Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly. He knew how attractive Ji Huang was. This was obvious from the male cultivators' eyes that were spewing fire.
He also knew that if he accepted, not only would he gain a beautiful woman, he would also gain the support of the Ji Clan. But he really had no interest in Ji Huang.
Ling Xian declined, "Please don't joke with me. I only admire Miss Ji, I do not love her."
"Feelings can be developed slowly."
The leader of the Ji Clan frowned. Seeing that Ling Xian was shaking his head, he sighed, "Oh well, since you are not interested, I won't force you. When you think it through, you can come and ask for my hand in marriage."
"Father, do you really want me to get married that badly?"
Ji Huang clenched her teeth. The more she looked at Ling Xian, the more unhappy she was. If she didn't know that she was no opponent of his, she would've challenged him.
"It's rare for you to meet a good man. Of course I have to fight for you." The leader of the Ji Clan chuckled.
"He is not my lover." Ji Huang coldly snorted.
"Friend, let's talk inside. I have something I want to talk to you about." The leader of the Ji Clan invited.
"I …"
Ling Xian hesitated and smiled, "Sure."
"Please."
The leader of the Ji Clan extended his right hand. Whether it was his attitude or his words, they were very polite.
This was because Ling Xian was of the eighth level and was on the same level as him. Naturally, he had to treat him with respect.
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