Heavenly Realm, Blazing Sun Temple, within Qing Xuanzi’s palace.
"Well, how is it going with Wenren Longzhan, the Outer Sect Disciple? How many moves did that brat withstand?"
Qing Xuanzi, sitting leisurely on a golden lacquered throne, casually flipped through the cultivation manual in front of him without looking up.
Although the incident of Ling Feng directly challenging the first of the Heavenly Sword did not cause a major stir in the Upper Three Temples, Qing Xuanzi, who saw Ling Feng as a thorn in his side, dispatched Mu Yunyang to secretly observe Ling Feng’s challenge.
Mu Yunyang is the elder brother of the Mu Family’s twin talents and the cousin of Mu Feiyang, who died at Ling Feng’s hands in the Demon Sky Snow Ridge.
Mu Yunyang was initially noticed by the Blazing Sun Temple among the Three Gods Temple during the qualification assessnt, becoming an Inner Sect Disciple of the Blazing Sun Temple. However, later he heard the distressing news that his cousin Mu Feiyang had not reached the East Spirit Immortal Pond but had died in the Demon Sky Snow Ridge.
Qing Xuanzi then chose an opportune ti to inform Mu Yunyang about the possibility that Mu Feiyang and Mu Renjie’s deaths were connected to Ling Feng.
Naturally, Mu Yunyang regarded Ling Feng as a mortal enemy, wishing to kill him without delay.
However, at this mont, Mu Yunyang’s face was filled with bitterness and disappointnt, as if his body had been hollowed out.
Mu Yunyang sighed lightly, bowed to Qing Xuanzi, and said slowly, "Reporting to the Elder, strictly speaking, he only took... one move."
Ling Feng, with a single Ghost Eye Divine Light, directly knocked Wenren Longzhan off the arena.
"One move, huh."
Qing Xuanzi slightly frowned, "I thought he had so great ability; facing soone with Extre Human Emperor strength like Wenren Longzhan, he still lost in one move. It’s true that Wenren Longzhan has dominated the Outer Sect for a decade, and his reputation is well-earned. That Ling boy, challenging Wenren Longzhan after less than a month in the East Spirit Immortal Pond, is utterly laughable!"
"No... that’s not... not it..."
Mu Yunyang’s forehead was drenched in cold sweat, his face grim, "Elder, it wasn’t Wenren Longzhan who defeated Ling Feng in one move; it was... it was Ling Feng who defeated Wenren Longzhan in one move!"
"What?"
Qing Xuanzi abruptly lifted his head, his eyes filled with astonishnt, staring directly at Mu Yunyang, "You said, Ling Feng defeated Wenren Longzhan in one move?"
"Yes..." Mu Yunyang gulped with difficulty, "It’s absolutely true! That kid seed to have obtained the eye of a Ghost Eye Cold Crow while on a mission in Snow Wolf Valley and managed to successfully transplant it onto himself, acquiring the Innate Divine Ability of the Ghost Eye Cold Crow!"
"Ghost Eye Cold Crow? No wonder..."
Qing Xuanzi’s face turned solemn, "The Ghost Eye Cold Crow specializes in Soul Dao attacks, using Spiritual Beams to disrupt opponents, making defense nearly impossible. That Wenren Longzhan lost at his hands because he was caught off guard."
"Elder, there’s... there’s sothing else..."
Mu Yunyang clenched his fist, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead, "After Ling Feng defeated Wenren Longzhan, Inner Sect Disciple Wang Ruquan, Brother Wang, from Flowing Fire Hall also challenged him."
"Hmm? That boy ranked seventy-second on the Creation Star List?"
Qing Xuanzi’s expression turned serious, and he asked in a deep voice, "What was the outco?"
Having learned his lesson just now, Qing Xuanzi dared not make rash assumptions again; his previous hasty judgnt had made him lose face in front of Mu Yunyang.
"Ling... Ling Feng won!" Mu Yunyang clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white, filled with a sense of helplessness.
Ling Feng is very likely the murderer of his cousin, yet his strength is so formidable.
Despite his talent and being chosen by the Blazing Sun Temple, his current ability was far inferior to Wenren Longzhan’s, not to ntion Ling Feng, who had consecutively defeated both Wenren Longzhan and Wang Ruquan.
"What?" Qing Xuanzi was stunned; a powerhouse from the Creation Star List lost to a re Outer Sect disciple!
"Did he rely on the Innate Divine Ability of the Ghost Eye Cold Crow? Is the Ghost Eye Divine Light this powerful, unable to be resisted even by Wang Ruquan?"
"No..." Mu Yunyang sighed softly, shaking his head, "Ling Feng didn’t even use the Ghost Eye; he... he just used a sword technique to break Brother Wang’s Blood God Transformation and Red Blood Eight Desolate Slash!"
"Wang Ruquan used Blood God Transformation and still lost?"
Qing Xuanzi’s expression turned pale, filled with astonishnt: Could it be that Mu Renjie really died at this kid’s hands? Defeating a Peak Emperor at the Divine Sea Realm Initial Stage?
It now seems very likely.
What is a Peak Emperor?
This Ling Feng even defeated an Extre First Rank Human Emperor!
"Yes, Brother Wang not only lost but was also defeated miserably; he even lost his Yin Yang Soul Jade to Ling Feng."
Mu Yunyang said solemnly.
"This idiot!" Qing Xuanzi slamd his palm against the chair, angrily cursing, "Even dared to gamble with Yin Yang Soul Jade!"
In fact, that Yin Yang Soul Jade was tempting even to Qing Xuanzi; if not for the dignity of being an Elder, he might have wanted to request it from Wang Ruquan.
"Elder, what should we do now? His strength is too great; I have no way to avenge Feiyang!"
Mu Yunyang gritted his teeth in hatred; with his ager strength, he wasn’t even enough for Ling Feng to snack on.
"That brat’s reputation grows stronger day by day, like the sun at noon, and the sect’s higher-ups are surely paying attention to him; I cannot make a move against him in secret."
Qing Xuanzi took a deep breath and sighed lightly, "Wait for the right opportunity. Those who submit will prosper; those who resist shall perish. In the face of great strength, a re Ling Feng is no more than an ant beneath the wheels."
"Great strength?"
Mu Yunyang was slightly taken aback; it seed this respected Elder was brewing so earth-shattering plan.
"Yunyang, I see you’re a smart person; in the face of great strength, how will you choose?"
Qing Xuanzi squinted, staring at Mu Yunyang, a massive pressure bearing down, making Mu Yunyang break out in a cold sweat, hastily kneeling before him, "As long as the Elder does not mind, this disciple is willing to serve with the dedication of a dog or a horse!"
"Hmm, I indeed did not misjudge you."
Qing Xuanzi nodded slightly, "From today onward, you are my Direct Disciple!"
"Thank... thank you, Master!"
Mu Yunyang dared not hesitate, respectfully performing the three kneels and nine bows ritual before Qing Xuanzi.
"Very good!" Qing Xuanzi tossed a secret manual in front of Mu Yunyang, "Take this ’True Yang Sun Shining Technique’ and cultivate it diligently. As for Ling Feng, he is a re ant, incapable of creating a stir; just wait quietly for the right ti to easily crush him. That day is not far off."
"Thank you, Master. The disciple understands!"
Mu Yunyang, as if he had obtained a treasure, carefully picked up the ’True Yang Sun Shining Technique’ and respectfully exited the hall.
Once Mu Yunyang left, Qing Xuanzi waved his hand, and a shadowy figure, as stealthy as a ghost, appeared faintly from the candlelight, revealing itself as Ying Qi.
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