This valley was very mysterious. It was hidden all year round by an endless fog. Anyone who stepped in would definitely lose all sense of direction, and thus be trapped within until their death. Only in the month prior to the day that the Mystery Realms opened would the fog that surrounded this place disappear; the entrance to the Mystery Realms was in the deepest parts of the valley.
Thus, it was very simple to check whether the Mystery Realms had opened. One only needed send out some people to stand guard outside the valley’s entrance, and observe whether the fog had dispersed yet.
“Fairy Zhu!” When they saw Zhu Xuan Er disembark from the carriage, at least over a hundred young men rushed over. Every one of them had eyes that shone brightly, looking very fanatical.
The title of the greatest beauty of the north region was not something that had come from empty praises.
Zhu Xuan Er was obviously used to this kind of situation. She smoothly responded, both elegant and cool, ensuring that everyone would not feel that they were able to approach her, yet she would not cause anyone to feel bad. Her graceful bearing as a goddess was on full display.
“Hahaha, I have long heard that there is magnificent beauty in the north region. Indeed, it is a fully justified reputation!” A young man strode out of the masses. He was only in his early twenties, with a tall height and long legs, as well as handsome and clean-cut features; he looked too dashing to be described by mere words.
And what was more shocking was the fact that there was actually a pair of wings of light behind him that would spread out occasionally. With a light flap, the aura that emanated was extraordinarily overbearing. He strode over and those on either side could not help but feel their spirits shake, and unable to stop themselves, knelt down.
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This person was like a god spirit that descended to earth, his presence shocking. He was clearly only a Spiritual Pedestal Tier warrior, but as his martial intent spread, its deterrence power was almost equal to that of the Flower Blossom Tier.
Behind him, several beautiful female martial artists held their cheeks, their gazes full of stars as they couldn’t help but scream, appearing infatuated.
He took large strides arriving before Zhu Xuan Er. The corner of his mouth quirked up, revealing a smile that would drive people crazy as he said, “Zhu Xuan Er, take off the veil, let me see if you’re qualified to be my bride!”
“So handsome!”
“So assertive!”
“Wen Yi Jian, marry me, I”m willing to be your bride!”
Quite a few female martial artists screamed, extremely fanatical.
Zhu Xuan Er’s pretty face turned cold. As her gaze swept by Ling Han, she said indifferently, “Xuan Er already regards Ling Han as master; as long as Young Master Han agrees, Xuan Er will naturally take off the veil.” In other words, it meant that if Ling Han disagreed, then you can take a hike.
What!?
As those words were said, everyone was stirred up. The girls were naturally indignant that Zhu Xuan Er actually rejected such a super handsome man, and the men’s eyes were red with envy. “Regards Ling Han as master,” what did that mean—did you offer both your body and mind?
In that moment, countless gazes that wished to kill all targeted Ling Han. If gazes were like swords, Ling Han would definitely have been slashed into shreds, and if gazes were like fire, Ling Han would definitely have been burned into ashes.
“Haha, you’re that Young Master Ling?” The godlike youngster’s gaze focused on Ling Han as he revealed a smile of disdain. “I’m called Wen Yi Jian, and the future world’s number one sword! Haha, middle state has some idiot self-proclaimed world’s second sword. Luckily, he didn’t call himself the first sword, or else I’ll definitely let him know what’s called the way of the sword!”
“So handsome!” Hearing those bold words, many girls were smitten once again.
Ling Han smiled indifferently and said, “Yao Hui Yue certainly has the right to be called the world’s second sword in the future, but as for you, I only see lowliness, and whether or not you can become the world’s lowliest, that’ll depend on how hard you try.”
Wen Yi Jian’s expression immediately turned grim. He said, “You dare insult me?”
“Insult you? I don’t think so, I’ve only told truth as it is.” Ling Han shrugged his shoulders.
Wen Yi Jian laughed boisterously facing the sky, and said, “In this world, no one can insult me!”
“Oh, you really think you’re something?” Ling Han said with disdain. He originally had no interest in paying attention to such a person with exploding confidence, but Wen Yi Jian asked for trouble.
“Apologize to me. If I’m satisfied, I’ll just cripple one of your arms,” Wen Yi Jian said loftily.
Ling Han uttered an oh and said, “Judging by your tone, you don’t seem to be from the north region?”
“No kidding, how could north region possibly have such a genius like me. I am east region’s number one genius in the way of the sword!” Wen Yi Jian said without a shred of modesty. As his gaze swept by, seeing many men reveal infuriated expressions, he couldn’t help but sneer. “What, not convinced? Then bring it on, I can beat you till you guys are convinced, starting from you!”
As he said the last words, he stared at Ling Han again.
“You don’t even have the right to fight with Master Ling!” A white-clothed figure came in a flash; it was Shen Zhong Cheng. “I’ll defeat you!”
“White-Robed Sword King!”
“The eight place on the prodigy roll!”
“White-Robed Sword King, mess up that asshole from the east region!”
Many men began shouting, as Wen Yi Jian’s arrogance already incited the public’s anger. Of course, another person also became the public enemy, which obviously referred to Ling Han. However, quite a few people had already heard that Ling Han became a Heaven Grade alchemist, and at least on the surface, who dared to pick a fight with one?
Wen Yi Jian was somewhat astounded, looking at Ling Han as he said, “You’re also some master?”
“Don’t you get frightened when I tell you.” Ling Han smiled slightly.
“Haha, what master could frighten me?” Wen Yi Jian said with disdain. “You’re at most a high-level Earth Grade alchemist. Although in terms of your age segment, this is already very impressive.”
“Hahahaha!” The entire place was instantly filled with laughter.
Wen Yi Jian was baffled by the laughs and said balefully, “Were my words that funny?”
“Idiot, Young Master Ling is a Heaven Grade alchemist!” Zhu Wu Jiu yelled out.
“Hahahaha!” This time, Wen Yi Jian burst into laughter, almost laughing to the point of tears. Wasn’t this funny? Who didn’t know that there were only two Heaven Grade alchemists in the all of the vast lands? But these two have diligently studied alchemy for countless years, so how could it possibly be the immature youngster before him became one as well?
However, after he laughed for a while, he found that no one joined him, and all glanced at him as if looking at a fool… except for a few of the beauties that still had fanaticism in their gaze.
“Master Ling certainly is a Heaven Grade alchemist, which the entire world reveres.” An old man opened up. He was Utmost Imperial Sect’s Flower Blossom Tier elite, who specially escorted the sect’s disciples in entering the mystery realm.
Great Sorrow Sect’s Flower Blossom Tier elite also said, “That’s right, Master Ling is north region’s most distinguished genius, like no other!”
“Respects to Master Ling!” The Flower Blossom Tier warriors at the scene paid obeisance to Ling Han one after another. Alchemy and martial arts were not the same domain but were linked in countless ways. If not for Ling Han’s low cultivation, these Flower Blossom Tier warriors would have to kneel to pay their respects.
Ling Han simply raised his hand, appearing composed. He’d seen these occasions
many times in his previous life, so he naturally wouldn’t be flustered.
Wen Yi Jian was finally greatly chocked. One Flower Blossom Tier warrior could be muddleheaded, but it was definitely impossible that several hundreds of Flower Blossom Tier martial artists all had strokes. Hiss, the youngster before him was truly a Heaven Grade alchemist?
Holy sh!t, that was way too young!
Alchemists had status beyond the norm, and even if you had no requests for one, you definitely couldn’t offend them. Because offending an alchemist, especially a high tier alchemist, meant many people would volunteer to stick up for the alchemist without the latter even asking.
If word got out that he, Wen Yi Jian, was so frivolous towards a Heaven Grade alchemist, then would there still be a place for him in the entire world?
Wen Yi Jian was proud but not stupid, so he immediately lowered his arrogant head and said, “This lowly one didn’t recognize Master Ling. I beg your pardon Master Ling.”
Ling Han smiled slightly and said, “I’m actually not some Heaven Grade alchemist, just a small martial artist. Weren’t you going to teach me a lesson? Come, come, come, let’s fight to our heart’s content!”
Like hell, you think I’m stupid!
No way Wen Yi Jian would believe that several hundred Flower Blossom Tier warriors would cooperate in acting with Ling Han who was a mere Spiritual Pedestal Tier—was that possible? He laughed dryly and said, “Master Ling sure knows how to joke!”
He was also an extremely slick person, not stumped at all by Ling Han’s words.
“Wen Yi Jian, come fight!” Shen Zhong Cheng, however, was full of fighting spirit. He was also a sword user, and seeing a sword expert, he couldn’t help but want to spar a bit.
Wen Yi Jian just kicked an iron plate and was very embarrassed, so he naturally would want to regain face. Snorting at once, he said, “Since you want to be defeated so badly, I’ll fulfill your wish.”
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Shen Zhong Cheng spoke no more superfluous words, directly thrusting his sword.
Hong , he drove the sword towards Wen Yi Jian as if the thing driven wasn’t a sword, but a mountain of swords, giving people a feeling of extreme heaviness; if pierced by this word, one would definitely be smashed into pieces.
This was White-Robed Sword King’s martial intent and belonged to his own way of the sword.
Ling Han nodded inwardly. This younger generation already walked down a path that belonged to themselves; it was no wonder that it was said people on the prodigy roll could definitely become Flower Blossom Tier warriors—each one was certainly out of the ordinary.
Wen Yi Jian’s expression, however, was full of disdain, and he unconcernedly pointed with a finger as a powerful sword intent circulated and a flash of sword light flashed. Hong , behind him two wings of light fluttered gently, making him seem like a god descending to earth.
Peng!
With the point of a finger, Shen Zhong Chong was immediately sent flying and the long sword almost slipped out of his hand; yet he caught it forcibly as blood splattered from his purlicue, and even the skin ruptured, looking extremely tragic.
Everyone was greatly shocked. That was Shen Zhong Cheng, the White-Robed Sword King, the twenty-ninth place on the prodigy roll last year and this year’s top ten, enough to represent those with the strongest battle prowess in north region’s younger generation.
However, he was defeated in a single blow, and by only a finger.
Hiss, the difference was way too great!
Everyone knew that the with the four regions, middle state’s martial arts level was the highest, and the north region was the lowest of the four regions, without even Deity Transformation Tier elites. However, did the younger generation also had such a great difference?
Clearly, Wen Yi Jian was also in the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and even if he was at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, the gap shouldn’t be so wide?
“You’re no good!” Wen Yi Jian shook his head and said, “If you cultivate diligently till the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, becoming the same as me, then you would be barely qualified for me to use my sword. However, I’m truly a bit disappointed that this is your so-called genius on the prodigy roll, and ranked number eight?”
‘F.ck, mocking crowd again.’
“Hehe, Brother Wen, then let me battle you.” Yang Jun Hao walked out, battle intent burning in his gaze.
Wen Yi Jian glanced at him once and said, “You have some strength, and are about the same age and cultivation as me, which means you’re satisfactorily gifted. However, with the same martial arts tier, that only represents that our power is close, but power is only a part of battle prowess.”
“You mean, although our tiers are the same, your battle prowess is far above mine?” Yang Hao Jun said indifferently, but in his tone was an obvious fury.
“That’s only natural!” Wen Yi Jian said as if it was a matter of fact.
“I sure want to see for myself!” Yang Jun Hao laughed instead of being angered. He shook his hand and unleashed his long sword. This was a Spirit Tool, entirely crimson-red, and covered with vein-like lines.
“I’ll let you have three moves and defeat you in one,” Wen Yi Jian said loftily, sweeping his gaze across the surrounding people.
Yang Jun Hao sneered, and no longer said superfluous words, simply pouring power into the long sword and beginning to activate his Spirit Tool. Weng, weng, weng , on the blade, the vein-like lines lit up one after another as ceaseless raging flames surged out, instantly raising the surrounding temperature by a whole lot.
However, the raging flames surged in front of him, forming a casing, protecting him within, as if a shield.
A Spirit Tool that was both offensive and defensive.
“Fiery sea and raging tides, sword of violent winds that breaks through void!” Yang Jun Hao shouted loudly, leaping out an bring a sea of flames with mighty momentum.
Wen Yi Jian shifted his feet, evading swiftly.
Shua, shua, shua, Yang Jun Hao attacked repeatedly, while Wen Yi Jian kept dodging. It was as if Yang Jun Hao had taken the upper hand.
“As expected of the first on the prodigy roll!”
“This strength is too powerful!”
“Defeat this arrogant disciple of the east region, and let him know that we north region aren’t to be provoked!”
Everyone complimented one after another, while the girls that were crazy about Wen Yi Jian were extremely nervous, gripping their hands tightly in front of their chests and praying for Wen Yi Jian.
“Three moves have passed,” Wen Yi Jian said indifferently and shook his right hand as a sword appeared, very simply thrusting at Yang Jun Hao. This sword thrust broke through Yang Jun Hao’s concentrated attacks, splitting the sea of fire, and pierced the fire shield.
Pa , this shield trembled once and shattered as the blade continued to thrust almost without a pause, and with a pu , Yang Jun Hao’s right shoulder was penetrated.
Wen Yi Jian withdrew his sword and said indifferently, “Merely so, truly disappoints me.”
“Wen Yi Jian! Wen Yi Jian! Wen Yi Jian!” The girls who were extremely nervous earlier began to scream, appearing indescribably excited. The men’s morale was low, and even more so full of disbelief.
One strong as Yang Jun Hao was defeated in one move, then even if Hu Niu or Ling Han took the field, what could even be changed?
At the last fight when Hu Niu fought Yang Jun Hao, it was also a close fight. Although Hu Niu didn’t use her terrifying teeth, it still proved Yang Jun Hao’s exceptional strength.
Wen Yi Jian was too strong, strong to the point of making people hopeless!
“Zhu Xuan Er, after exploring the mystery realm, how about returning to east region with me?” Wen Yi Jian asked Zhu Xuan Er.
Hiss, this guy actually dared to dig Master Ling’s people?
Everyone was shocked; seeing Wen Yi Jia
n yield at first, they thought he feared Ling Han, but now he openly invited Zhu Xuan Er. He completely didn’t care about Ling Han at all! Obviously, this guy certainly didn’t want to come into a direct conflict with a Heaven Grade alchemist, but he wasn’t the least bit afraid of one.
…He certainly couldn’t resist a Heaven Grade alchemist head on, but didn’t need to be deliberately patient and accommodate him; clearly, he didn’t need Ling Han to refine pills.
Austerity followed desirelessness.
This guy was truly hard to see through and was quite cunning. He admitted earlier that he didn’t dare to exchange blows with Ling Han, and now if Ling Han flipped out at him, wouldn’t that tarnish Ling Han’s image as a Heaven Grade alchemist?
If word got out, everyone would say that a dignified Heaven Grade alchemist had no tolerance for others and bullied a Spiritual Pedestal Tier relying on his position.
Ling Han’s gaze turned cold. He disliked being toyed with in the palm of others.
“Niu will beat the heck out of him!” Hu Niu jumped out and blocked Ling Han, walking towards Wen Yi Jian with her hands behind her back, and said, “Ugly monster, Niu will fight you! If you lose, take this woman away!” She turned around and pointed a Zhu Xuan Er.
Everyone was dumbfounded—why did losing mean taking away Zhu Xuan Er? If so, then they also wanted to lose, wishing they had taken the field earlier.
Wen Yi Jian laughed loudly and took out a stick of sugarcoated haw, handing it to Hu Niu, and said, “Little girl, take it and eat it on the side.”
Hu Niu began to drool, and snorted. “You think food can tempt Niu?”
Then why are you drooling!
Wen Yi Jian laughed and said, “This little girl is quite interesting, whose kid is it?”
Everyone looked at him sympathetically. This little girl’s bite was the battle prowess of twenty stars Flower Blossom Tier—why don’t’ you try?
Xiu , Hu Niu leapt out, firing a punch at Wen Yi Jian.
What!?
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