Changing Hands
"Oh no!"
Seeing that the sword ray was about to hit him, the Fourth Prince's expression changed and he tried to summon his flying sword.
Whoosh!
The Fourth Prince had obviously underestimated the speed of the sword ray. Before he could summon his flying sword, the sword ray had already left a mark on his cheek.
"Damn it! I'm going to … "
Touching the bloody mark on his cheek, the Fourth Prince's eyes widened and his face revealed a vicious expression.
However, before he could finish his sentence, Hong Mo's figure flashed and appeared in front of him.
Bang!
This time, Hong Mo's attack was very simple and violent. He landed a punch on the Fourth Prince's chest.
The huge force caused the Fourth Prince's body to fall back a few feet, and he was at the edge of the ring!
Having succeeded in his attack, Hong Mo slowly walked towards the Fourth Prince, and not long after, he was beside the Fourth Prince.
"If you can't even beat me, how are you going to fight Ning Yue?" Hong Mo extended his palm and tapped the Fourth Prince's chest. He then lifted his right leg and kicked the Fourth Prince off the ring.
Swoosh!
Everything that had happened in the arena had happened too quickly. Before the surrounding cultivators could react, the Fourth Prince had already been defeated.
Watching Hong Mo walk off the ring, the surrounding martial artists' mouths were slightly agape, and their faces were full of disbelief.
They never thought that a genius as strong as the Fourth Prince of the Lan Qing Kingdom would be defeated by Hong Mo in a few moves.
If that was the case, how powerful was Ning Yue?
"Ning Yue's strength is probably infinitely close to the pinnacle of the Primal Core stage."
"Almost. Hong Mo could easily defeat the Fourth Prince of the Lan Qing Kingdom. If Ning Yue were to fight, he would only need one move at most, or maybe not even one, to defeat the Fourth Prince."
"No wonder he's a core disciple of the Sacred College of Danwu College. He's really strong."
"Of course, Danwu College is the best college in the Xia Kingdom. Every student in the Sacred College is one in a million. How can someone who isn't strong enter the Sacred College?"
"Hehe, the Fourth Prince of the Blue Green Nation has suffered a double loss. What a disgrace."
"Isn't that so? Including him, the four cultivators who came to challenge Wu Ta City were all defeated."
"…"
The mocking words of the surrounding martial artists reached the ears of the fourth prince of the Blue Green Nation, causing his face to turn ashen. He wanted nothing more than to find a piece of tofu and kill himself.
Liu Lizhi, Li Minggang, and Xue Wu Tian were defeated one after another, and now, even he was defeated by Hong Mo.
If news of this got back to Lan Qing Country, how would he be able to establish himself?
"Fourth Prince, why don't we return to the Kingdom of Lan Qing first, then we can discuss this further." Li Minggang hurriedly ran to the Fourth Prince's side and said hesitantly, "Also, Liu Lizhi's injury …"
"Scram! Trash will always be trash. What's the point of me raising you?"
Before Li Minggang could finish his sentence, the Fourth Prince berated, "Get ready, we're going to the capital!"
"Why are we going to the capital?" Li Minggang continued to ask.
Bang!
The Fourth Prince kicked Li Minggang's butt and said angrily, "I told you to go, so go! What's with the nonsense?!"
"Yes, yes, I'll go prepare now." Glancing at Liu Lizhi, who was not far away, Li Minggang secretly prayed to himself and hurriedly left the square.
"Ning Yue, I'll get my revenge sooner or later!"
Taking a deep breath, the Fourth Prince clenched his fists tightly and looked at Ning Yue and the others who were gradually disappearing from his sight. The veins on his arms bulged as he said coldly, "Danwu College, Sacred Institute, core disciple …"
Swoosh!
At the same time, Ning Yue had already brought Sikong Ling and the others to an inn and chose a quiet room to stay in.
"Ning Yue, how confident are you in changing Sikong Ling's hand?"
Feng Zi paced back and forth with a surprised expression on his face.
When he heard that Ning Yue was going to change Sikong Ling's hand, his mouth opened wide enough to fit a fist. He was extremely shocked.
Changing hands was not a joke. The slightest carelessness would result in a backlash.
If it was light, he would lose an arm. If it was heavy, he might die on the spot.
"Sixty percent," Ning Yue said in a low voice.
The palm of the Blessed Realm was not an ordinary palm. Its blood and Sikong Ling's repelled each other. It had to suppress the blood in the palm in order to complete the fusion.
Feng Zi was right. The slightest carelessness would result in the danger of backlash!
The reason why Su Xingyan could easily change hands was because he forced out a drop of his blood essence and dripped it on the Blessed Realm's palm every day. Su Xingyan had long gotten used to the blood in the Blessed Realm's palm.
Otherwise, there was no need for Ning Yue to make a move back then. Su Xingyan would have suffered a backlash.
"Sixty percent is enough. I believe in Ning Yue! At worst, I'll just lose an arm. I can still accept it. "Sikong Ling gritted his teeth.
"No problem. You guys go out first. I'm going to start changing Sikong Ling's hand."
Ning Yue waved his hand, motioning for Feng Zi and the others to leave.
"I hope you can succeed. We will stand guard for you. No one will disturb you." With a light sigh, Feng Zi, Xiao Yu, and the others left the room.
They were not stupid. They knew that changing hands could not be disturbed. Otherwise, all their previous efforts would be in vain.
So after leaving the room, Feng Zi and Xiao Yu stood on both sides of the door, guarding the room like door gods.
"Hong Mo, give me the medicinal ingredients. You go out and stand guard for me too."
Ning Yue did not want to waste time. This was the perfect time to let Xun Jianwen refine the antidote and expel the Heart Devouring Pill's effects from Lu Wei's body.
Swoosh!
Hong Mo casually threw the medicinal ingredients to Ning Yue.
"Keep the Red Fiend Sword with you. If you encounter any danger, you can still block it." Seeing that Hong Mo was about to throw the Red Fiend Sword to him, Ning Yue said.
"En. Be careful."
Hong Mo was not an indecisive person. He immediately kept the Red Fiend Sword and rushed out of the room.
After Hong Mo left, Ning Yue threw the medicinal ingredients into the storage ring and said to Xun Jianwen, "Can I refine the antidote inside?"
"No problem, as long as there are enough Origin Crystals," Xun Jianwen said after pondering for a moment.
The space in the storage ring was not small. The only thing lacking was the lack of Origin Qi.
As long as there was enough Origin Qi, Xun Jianwen had absolute confidence in refining the Heart Devouring Pill's antidote.
"Origin Crystals are not a problem. You can use these." Ning Yue moved his soul and controlled a small pile of Origin Crystals to fly to Xun Jianwen's side.
"Don't worry. I will be able to refine a furnace of Heart Devouring Pill's antidote by evening at most!" Xun Jianwen promised as he looked at the Origin Crystals in front of him.
"Focus on refining the antidote. Don't look for me if there's nothing particularly important."
After explaining everything to Xun Jianwen, Ning Yue took out the Creation State palm that he had obtained from Su Xingyan.
"Hiss!"
Feeling the powerful pressure emanating from the palm, Sikong Ling could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
What kind of palm is this? How can it possess such powerful pressure?
This pressure even caused Sikong Ling to be unable to breathe and his entire body to tremble.
"Ning Yue, this is …" Sikong Ling asked doubtfully as he resisted the pressure coming from the palm.
"This is the palm of a Creation State martial artist. Don't worry, I have an eighty percent chance of changing it for you. Don't be nervous."
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