Indeed, as she ate, she had already entered a cultivation state, beginning to digest the Qi and blood brought by the food.
"Such strong Primordial Water Profound Qi, and such rapid absorption speed."
As a mber of the Imperial Family, Prince Heng was not only powerful but also possessed extraordinary insight. Yet now, he was completely captivated by her, unable to contain his amazent.
However, after just a few breaths, he noticed sothing suspicious: "Hmm? The characteristics of her profound Qi clearly originate from one of the top-grade cultivation techniques trained by the Nine Sacred Veins of the Saint Land—the [Celestial One True Water True Technique]. The technique she used, could it be the Minor Divine Techniques—[Celestial Water Transforms All Things]?"
"This woman is rely at the Middle Stage of the Celestial Human Realm, yet she has been permitted to cultivate the Saint Land Inheritance True Technique. Could she really be a Great Celestial Pride of the Saint Land? No, no. In the current younger generation of the Celestial One True Water Lineage, which is one of the nine veins, there is no Great Celestial Pride heir."
Great Celestial Prides have always been rare.
Even among the Nine Sacred Veins of the Saint Land, not every generation happens to find a suitable Great Celestial Pride heir at the right ti. Occasionally, a lineage will have a generational gap.
Of course, as long as the Saint Land remains, even if a lineage temporarily has a gap, it always gets filled eventually.
But regardless of the lineage, whenever a suitable Great Celestial Pride heir appears, it would undoubtedly be a world-famous figure, impossible to appear out of nowhere like this.
While Prince Heng was full of doubts, Fang Yaowu, the Celestial Pride from the military in the Celestial Human Realm, could no longer endure and collapsed onto the ground, foaming at the mouth, with his Qi and blood in turmoil, looking in a dire condition.
Every Big Appetite Competition, similar situations occur; unable to eat more yet stubbornly continuing.
The attendant from the White Cloud Tower imdiately directed guards to carry him away and administered a vomiting potion.
"Fang Yaowu is ultimately inferior to Shangguan Yunhong, who possesses the Devouring Bloodline."
Many of his supporters were filled with regret.
Now it remained to see which one of them, the mysterious woman with an aura as ethereal as the fairy or Shangguan Yunhong, would win.
After another half-stick of incense, Shangguan Yunhong picked up the last piece of roasted at to his mouth. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he almost vomited and finally gave up, running off the arena to vomit profusely.
After a long while, he regained his strength and returned to the arena, angrily pointing at the mysterious woman and cursing, "I, Shangguan Yunhong, bear the Devouring Bloodline and have refined the Horizontal Refining Battle Body. How could I lose?! You must have cheated! I am not convinced, I want to uncover your veil to see which demoness is causing trouble here!"
Saying this, Shangguan Yunhong’s aura surged, and he charged at the mysterious woman with booming footsteps, his giant paws the size of palm fans quickly reaching out, aiming for her veil.
Under the lights, it was clear that his entire arm had suddenly thickened and strengthened, with muscular knots on it, as if brewing imnse power.
Even the fingertips breaking the air emitted sharp whistling sounds.
It was evident that even though this claw was casually executed, its power was not to be underestimated.
"Be careful, miss."
"Fairy, run quickly."
The supporters of the mysterious fairy under the Cloud Platform were extrely anxious, all shouting reminders while angrily scolding, "Shangguan Yunhong, you lost and won’t admit it, how despicable!"
Unexpectedly, before Shangguan Yunhong’s paw could even touch her veil,
the mysterious woman skillfully dodged the claw and simultaneously kicked Shangguan Yunhong’s stomach like lightning.
A "boom" was heard, and Shangguan Yunhong’s burly body, as thick as an Ancient War Elephant, seed to have been hamred fiercely, instantly flying off the arena and crashing to the ground heavily.
Amidst everyone’s astonishnt.
The mysterious fairy raised her jade hand gently, and a giant scroll soared into the sky, hanging steadily on the top of the White Cloud Tower, and then unfurled from top to bottom with a "rustle."
A massive vertical banner was instantly unveiled in front of everyone.
Written on it in flying dragon and dancing phoenix-like characters was a row of words: "Longzuo Academy, Celestial River True Inheritance Wang Liyao, currently sixty-nine years old, hereby sets up the arena, first kicking the Upper Capital Celestial Prides, then sweeping the Nine Sacred Veins. Anyone under one hundred and fifty years old is welco to challenge, all are welco!"
As this banner erged,
the scene imdiately fell silent.
The supervisor beside Prince Heng froze entirely, cold sweat dripping from his forehead: "My goodness~~ this, this is the trial of a Great Celestial Pride... How many years has it been since such a grand event took place in the Upper Capital?"
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