#1007 - You wanna fight?

Aoki, along with the other two foundation realm experts, only brought two core disciples with them and met with Jun Wuxie in front of the mountain gate.

When the two core disciples saw Jun Wuxie, they couldn't help but be taken aback.

They didn't know about the Resource Hall incident because they weren't there at the time.

As for Jun Wuxie's status and position in the sect, they were also unaware.

"Why is he following us?"

The two core disciples were named Qian Hao and Chen Li, and they were from Qingyun Peak and Yunhai Peak, respectively.

"Why can't he go?" Aoki Zhenren glanced at Qian Hao and Chen Li and said, "Yue Wuxie's extraordinary talent and growth potential displayed during the entry assessment are obvious to all. The Trial Tower has its own unique characteristics, so it's most suitable for him to come with us."

"Elder Aoki is right."

Qian Hao and Chen Li responded repeatedly, not daring to say anything more, but they were still somewhat unconvinced in their hearts.

Although those with high growth potential at lower realms do have an advantage in the Trial Tower, Yue Wuxie's realm is too low, isn't it? An inner disciple who has only been in the sect for a few months, with only the Lesser Heavenly Saint Realm, can he compete with the outstanding disciples of the three sects in the Trial Tower?

"Let's go."

Aoki Zhenren stretched out his palm, and with a dazzling light, a warship flew out from his palm and quickly enlarged.

The warship was made of metal and was covered with sword- Dao runes, forming a sword formation diagram.

Jun Wuxie took a look and knew that this warship was not only a means of transportation but also a combat weapon. It was a Saint Weapon!

The grade of this Saint Weapon warship was not low; it was actually a High-Grade Saint Weapon, which was quite rare for a sect like Qingyun.

The grades of Saint Weapons are Low-Grade, Mid-Grade, and High-Grade, corresponding to Saints, Saint Kings, and Great Saints, respectively. Above that are Top-Grade and Supreme-Grade, corresponding to Overlords and Saint Emperors.

After boarding the warship, Jun Wuxie went straight into the cabin.

The journey was long, spanning thousands of mountains and rivers, and would take five days.

He didn't want to waste time, so he could cultivate along the way.

There were many independent rooms in the cabin. He chose one, locked the door, and set up a sealing barrier.

He sat down cross-legged and began to devour the corpse of the Great Saint Realm expert and absorb the dark energy of the Dark Spirit.

The warship rode the wind and broke through the clouds, traveling at high speed in the sky.

Below, mountains and rivers flew by, passing countless high mountains and plains, and traversing many towns.

The warship flew non-stop for twelve hours every day.

For five whole days, crossing hundreds of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the destination of this trip, Star Observation City, finally appeared at the end of the line of sight.

"We're almost there."

Aoki Zhenren, who was sitting cross-legged on the deck, opened his eyes and transmitted a divine thought to Jun Wuxie in secret.

At this time, the room where Jun Wuxie was located was filled with golden splendor. The dazzling golden light submerged the entire room, and golden glows spurted from all the pores of his body.

Hearing Aoki Zhenren's transmission, the golden light subsided, and he withdrew from cultivation, slowly opening his eyes.

After these five days of cultivation, his cultivation had improved a lot. He estimated that in a few more days, he would be able to successfully break through to the peak of the Middle Heavenly Saint Realm.

But obviously, he couldn't continue cultivating now.

"Once I get to Star Observation City, I have to keep a low profile and not attract the attention of the three sects' experts. I don't know if Prince Ning will come, but the Emperor's people will definitely come."

He thought to himself that because the Emperor believed that Qingyun had a connection with the young talisman master he was playing, the people sent by the Emperor would probably pay special attention to their group.

Arriving on the deck, Aoki and the other two foundation realm experts turned to look.

Jun Wuxie nodded slightly and walked to their side to stand still.

The warship's speed and altitude were rapidly decreasing.

"Qian Hao, Chen Li, you two remember that our Qingyun is participating in the Trial Tower this time only to let you go in and gain some experience. Try to avoid conflicts with the people from the three sects. If you can avoid them, then avoid them. Don't lose your lives in vain."

Aoki Zhenren instructed them.

They nodded, and their expressions became serious.

They knew very well that they couldn't compete with the outstanding disciples of the three sects.

The three sects had been targeting Qingyun for many years. This time, Qingyun only brought three disciples, one of whom was Yue Wuxie in the Lesser Heavenly Saint Realm, while the number of disciples from any of the three sects was definitely several times their number.

Aoki Zhenren stopped talking, feeling somewhat sorry in his heart.

These two core disciples were only at a middle to upper level among the core disciples of each lineage and could not be considered the most outstanding.

The main purpose of bringing them here was to have them attract the attention of others, which was to provide cover for Yue Wuxie.

With Qian Hao and Chen Li's strength, it would be difficult for them to survive once they encountered the disciples of the three sects in the Trial Tower.

"Don't blame this seat. Someone has to come. The sect is also helpless..."

Aoki Zhenren sighed inwardly, hoping that Qian Hao and Chen Li could be more resourceful and avoid the people of the three sects as soon as they entered the Trial Tower, and it would be best to find a place to hide.

The warship stopped in the air outside Star Observation City.

They stepped down from the ship, and Aoki Zhenren put away the warship, looking up at the magnificent city gate with the three characters "Star Observation City" on it, and the hands behind his back involuntarily tightened.

It had been many years since the people of Qingyun had come to this city.

Back then, when the Emperor first bestowed the Trial Tower to the four sects, every three years, the people of their Qingyun would come here to train.

Later, after being squeezed out by the three sects and suppressed by Prince Ning, they never came here again.

Over the years, Qingyun had suffered too many grievances and had been treated unfairly too many times.

After many years, they finally came here again.

Aoki and the other two foundation realm experts all looked at Jun Wuxie beside them at the same time.

Jun Wuxie felt their emotions and nodded slightly, which was considered a response to them.

"Enter the city!"

Just a nod made a trace of sharpness appear in the eyes of Aoki and the three foundation realm experts.

Weren't the three sects squeezing them out? Wasn't Prince Ning targeting and suppressing them?

This time, they would see who could get the most benefits in the Trial Tower!

They had great confidence in Jun Wuxie.

Star Observation City was very large, even larger than Qingyun City.

This city was very lively. The wide streets leading in all directions were filled with traffic, and the streets were lined with shops, creating a prosperous scene.

They followed the street all the way to the center of the city.

There was an open space there, with almost no buildings around it, but trees were planted, making it a rare quiet place in this bustling city.

In the center of the open space was a huge ancient tower, made of metal, standing on the ground, with a total of nine floors, each floor about ten meters high.

When Jun Wuxie and the others arrived, there were already many people here, all standing in the garden directly in front of the Trial Tower.

These people were talking in twos and threes, all people from the city who had come to watch the excitement.

In front of the Trial Tower, the people of the three sects had also arrived early, led by several foundation realm experts, each occupying an area, sitting there with their eyes closed to recuperate.

Each of the three sects had brought dozens of disciples.

Jun Wuxie glanced at them. Most of those disciples were core disciples, with only a few direct disciples.

It was easy to identify the core and direct disciples. The most obvious difference was the sect logo on their clothes.

"This Trial Tower is actually a Saint Artifact, and its grade is not low. It's just that something seems to have gone wrong, causing it to be unusable..."

Jun Wuxie observed as he followed the sect's foundation realm experts toward the Trial Tower.

"Are those people from Qingyun Cave Heaven?"

"Why did they come? Could it be that they are here to participate in this trial?"

"That's not right. Many years ago, Qingyun's trial qualification was stripped and kicked out of the four-sect trials, wasn't it?"

"Yes, they were kicked out a long time ago. I don't know why they would come here today. It's really strange..."

"Could it be that they are unwilling and want to come and join in the fun?"

"Speaking of Qingyun, it's really a tragedy. For a long time, in every four-sect martial arts competition, they were always at the bottom, losing miserably. Do you know about their True Martial Peak? The direct disciples of True Martial Peak are crippled in every four-sect martial arts competition. It's really tragic. In the last competition, I saw with my own eyes that the man and woman had their arms and legs broken. It was bloody!"

"I also went to watch the last four-sect martial arts competition. The two direct disciples of Qingyun True Martial Peak, Nan Jin and Yun Shu, were really miserable. I admire their tenacious will. Even though their legs were cut off, they refused to give in. They crawled on the ground with blood all the way, trying to crawl towards their opponents to fight them. If Prince Ning hadn't been merciful and timely stopped the direct disciples of the Rising Sun Sect and the Raging Flame Gate, those two would have died on the martial arts stage..."

"Yes, I heard that in every four-sect martial arts competition, Prince Ning is the one who comes forward at the last moment to save the lives of the disciples of Qingyun True Martial Peak. Qingyun should really thank Prince Ning for his great kindness."

... ...

Everyone was talking about it. Although they deliberately lowered their voices, the three foundation realm experts heard it clearly, and so did Qian Hao and Chen Li.

"Damn it!"

Qian Hao and Chen Li's faces were pale, and a sense of humiliation was growing in their hearts, surging like a tide, making them extremely uncomfortable.

The faces of the three foundation realm experts were also somewhat gloomy, and the muscles on their faces twitched uncontrollably.

Prince Ning!

Prince Ning targeted and suppressed Qingyun, and harmed so many disciples of True Martial Peak, but in the eyes of the world, it became Prince Ning's kindness to Qingyun.

Prince Ning is merciful?

Aoki seemed to have heard the most absurd statement in the world!

The discussions of the people alarmed the three sects, who had been closing their eyes to recuperate. They opened their eyes at the same time.

The moment they saw the people of Qingyun, a cold and stern light flashed in the eyes of both the foundation realm experts and the disciples of the three sects.

The muscles on the faces of those foundation realm experts even twisted slightly.

The incident in the Flowing Cloud Forest made them hate to the point of madness, each losing more than a dozen foundation realm experts!

Originally, it was a flawless plan, a carefully laid trap for the profound experts of Qingyun, but it resulted in their own demise.

If it weren't for Qingyun, how could they have suffered such a grievous loss?

The price was too high. More than a dozen profound experts – what kind of concept was that? They were the backbone of the sect!

“Oh, isn't this Daoist Qingmu, the leader of Qingyun's profound experts?” A profound expert from the Rising Sun Sect said with a fake smile, “Daoist Qingmu, it's been a while. If I remember correctly, it's been one hundred and two years since your esteemed sect last came to this Star Observation City, hasn't it?”

Realist Qingmu adjusted his emotions, his expression calm, and said, “Indeed, it's been over a hundred years. In these hundred years, the Trial Tower has opened dozens of times.”

“So Daoist Qingmu and the others have come specifically to reminisce.” The Rising Sun Sect's profound expert laughed, “That's understandable. After all, your Qingyun was stripped of its trial qualification back then. This matter once became a topic of conversation during our three sects' high-level gatherings, adding a bit of amusement to our lives.”

Realist Qingmu's expression remained unchanged, and he said, “Daoist friend mentioned topics of conversation and amusement. In recent days, our Qingyun's high-level members have often talked about the Flowing Cloud Forest. Whenever we mention how your three sects' profound experts were wiped out by ancient beasts and fierce birds, we can't help but burst into laughter.”

“You!”

This time, not only the people from the Rising Sun Sect were triggered, but also the people from the Raging Flame and Misty Cloud Sects were instantly infuriated. All of them glared at Realist Qingmu with wide eyes, their gazes as if they wanted to devour him.

“Qingmu, don't get carried away!”

The profound expert from the Raging Flame Sect's chest heaved violently, wishing he could rush up and tear him apart.

It was truly hateful!

The people of Qingyun actually dared to openly mock them about this matter.

That formation was originally prepared for Qingyun's profound experts. It should have been Qingyun who was wiped out!

As a result, not a single person from Qingyun was lost, and they were all living well, while their profound experts were buried in the Flowing Cloud Forest.

This Qingmu, according to the plan, should have died in the forest long ago, but this person who should have died is now standing alive in front of them, mocking them!

“Daoist friend from Raging Flame, what do you mean by that? Could it be that I don't even have the right to control my own emotions? I'm in a good mood, I'm happy, do I need your permission?”

Realist Qingmu's face was full of smiles, with a hint of mockery in his words.

The three sects' experts trembled with anger.

“Qingmu! You Qingyun have had a hard time these past few years, haven't you? Have you forgotten the pain before your scars have healed? It seems you Qingyun don't learn your lesson. You guys got lucky last time, but I'm afraid you won't have that kind of luck in the future!”

A profound expert from the Purple Cloud Grotto said coldly.

“I don't have the leisure to argue with you.” Realist Qingmu took Jun Wuxie and the others to find a spot, sat down on the spot, and half-closed his eyes, saying, “I deeply regret the experiences of your three sects' profound experts in the Flowing Cloud Forest. Next year during the Qingming Festival, I will burn some paper money for them to express my sympathy.”

“Qingmu!”

The Rising Sun Sect's profound expert suddenly stood up, and a powerful aura swept towards Realist Qingmu like a tide.

“What, you want to fight?”

Realist Qingmu suddenly opened his eyes, flicked his sleeve, and shattered the aura of the Rising Sun Sect's profound expert.

“You can come and try!”

He spread out his palm, and a metal warship floated in his palm, exuding a sharp sword intent.

“You actually brought the sect-guarding weapon!”

The three sects' profound experts' pupils shrank slightly. Seeing the warship and feeling the terrifying sword-based killing intent, their expressions were gloomy, and their eyes flickered uncertainly.

“Can't I? I'm happy, I like it.”

Realist Qingmu said lightly, choking the three sects' profound experts, making their chests feel suffocated.

“Ancestor, why bother arguing with the people of Qingyun? It's just a sect that has been suppressed for many years and can't raise its head. People are always in last place in the Four Sects Tournament. Can't we let them vent their feelings in words and regain some psychological balance?”

A direct disciple of the Raging Flame Sect mocked loudly.

As soon as his words fell, the other disciples around him, as well as the disciples of the other two sects, burst into laughter.

“Look at who Qingyun has brought. Three profound experts only brought three disciples. It seems that Qingyun is very miserable these years. There is no one in the younger generation, hahaha!”

“Well, two core disciples, and one whose realm cannot be seen, but it is probably not much better. People like this dare to come and participate in the trial, really a frog in a well, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth.”

“Please forgive me for asking presumptuously, are you three here to be abused or to die?”

The disciples of the Rising Sun Sect mocked.

They came with dozens of people, and there were several direct disciples. Qingyun only came with three people, only two core disciples.

With such a lineup, they also want to compete with them in the Trial Tower. Is this going to make people laugh to death?

“Don't feel too good about yourselves, we are not as miserable as you think!” Qian Hao sneered back, “To say frog in a well, it is most suitable to use it on you. Look at how you are jumping around, your quality is low, didn't your masters and elders teach you how to be human?”

“Who is of low quality, come out and show your skills and you will know!” A core disciple of the Raging Flame Sect walked out, coldly overlooking Qian Hao, “The cultivation world has to speak with strength, not shrink there and engage in verbal warfare! Since you are here to participate in the trial, before entering the tower, why not let me see how capable you are, dare to come here and clamor. I hope you are not just a showy fist and embroidered legs, like the trash of your True Martial Peak!”

Jun Wuxie, who had been silent, had a flash of cold light in his eyes when he heard these words, and a murderous intent rose in his heart.

However, he restrained himself, thinking of the situation he was facing now, it was better to be low-key, and it was not appropriate to attract attention.

“You shut up!”

Qian Hao's emotions were a little out of control.

Over the years, Qingyun has been ridiculed by people because of the True Martial Peak's performance in the martial arts competition, which made the disciples of Qingyun feel very embarrassed, even humiliated.

Now, the people of the Raging Flame Sect are provoking them with this, making him unbearable!

He got up and was about to walk to the center of the open space, but was pulled back by Realist Qingmu: “You are here to participate in the trial, not to fight with them, ignore them.”

“Old Ancestor Qingmu, this disciple wants to wash away the shame for Qingyun!”

There was a trace of blood in Qian Hao's eyes, and his fighting spirit was surging. Is Qingyun really weaker than others?

He didn't believe it, and he didn't accept his fate!

“Sit down!”

Realist Qingmu's face sank slightly, and the corner of his eye twitched slightly.

How could he let Qian Hao go out to fight with people? There were many disciples from the three sects. Even if Qian Hao could win against the core disciple of the Raging Flame Sect in front of him, could he keep winning?

If a real fight broke out, then as a profound expert, he certainly couldn't interfere in the battle between the disciples.

If Qian Hao encountered danger, and Wuxie made a move, he would instantly attract everyone's attention.

At that time, he would really be noticed, which was very unwise.

Qingmu didn't want him to be noticed, so as not to cause unexpected problems.

“When did you Qingyun become so cowardly?” The profound expert of the Raging Flame Sect mocked, “They are all core disciples, why, you don't dare, are you afraid of losing?”