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"Who would have thought that this time it would be the core disciple Fan Chong, these five Nascent Soul Stage cultivators are going to be unlucky."

"Even among the core disciples, Fan Chong’s combat talent is quite rare, unmatched within the same realm."

"Exactly, I heard that although Fan Chong is just at the Mid-stage Nascent Soul, he managed to fight a hundred rounds against an early Spirit Transformation cultivator before being defeated. He transcended an entire major level to challenge, truly the capacity of an ancient genius."

"Gosh, is he that strong?"

"How could he not be? His master is the Daoist Mystic Spirit, only daughter of Island Master Penglai. Not to mention the island, there are few in the East Sea who dare to provoke her."

"At the Immortal Ascertainment Conference, to identify seeds of the Immortal path, it looks like Fan Chong is this cohort’s most likely candidate to become an Immortal seed."

Lu Yang and the others had excellent hearing. To challenge beyond one’s level, this Fan Chong would not be easy to deal with.

As the eldest amongst the five, Lu Yang analyzed the battle situation, looking for a way to win, "In my view, although Fan Chong’s combat power is extremely strong, his spiritual essence is limited. As long as we fight him in shifts, we will eventually wear him down!"

"Good!" Meng Jingzhou was the first to respond to Lu Yang’s call to action.

Man Gu was quite puzzled. Was Fan Chong as strong as Brother Lu said? Could it be that he had some hidden cards that I hadn’t noticed?

Or is it said that even a lion uses all its strength to hunt a rabbit?

"So it’s you five," Fan Chong said with a cold laugh, not expecting that the passersby he encountered in the shop would be his opponents. It truly seemed like fate.

"All five of you, come at me!" Fan Chong slightly lifted his chin, his status was such. His reputation was already big enough, what he needed now was an overwhelming victory to establish his image.

Only by doing this could he become famous in one fell swoop at the Immortal Ascertainment Conference and be remembered by all.

"You’re looking for a quick battle, surely due to a lack of magical power," Lu Yang remained cool and composed as he analyzed.

"This battle is dangerous; thus, as the Eldest Senior Brother, I’ll go first and scout out the path for you."

Just as Fan Chong wondered why these five had yet to engage in battle, Lu Yang’s figure turned into lightning, speeding towards him, and in an instant, he rushed in front of the opponent.

"So fast!" Fan Chong was startled and instinctively raised his sword to block.

He was a Sword Cultivator.

"I told you not to create a Flying Car without my permission!" Lu Yang used his fingers as a sword, bringing them together to release a streak of Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi was like a dragon, overwhelmingly powerful, clashing with Fan Chong’s long sword with a metallic clanging sound, and Fan Chong was actually forced to take several steps back by this strike.

If he were facing Talisman Cultivators, Array Cultivators, Body Cultivators, Lu Yang would even use his Green Peak Sword to fight.

𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

But since the opponent was a Sword Cultivator, when facing a Sword Cultivator of the same level, Lu Yang didn’t even need to use a real sword.

"I told you to pay me a patent fee for creating the Flying Car!"

Lu Yang’s resentment towards the sky, eight million Spirit Stones, oh! He wasn’t short of money, but he couldn’t be happy seeing his money ending up in someone else’s pocket.

"Arhat Fist!" Lu Yang combined fist and sword techniques, whether Fan Chong used his sword to block or attack, Lu Yang anticipated it. From the start of the battle, Fan Chong had not managed to lift his wrist.

At the same time, large clumps of his hair fell to the ground.

"My hair!" Fan Chong cried out. He always cared about his appearance. How could he face people now?

"Phew, not so easy to deal with," Lu Yang pretended to pant a few breaths, signaling the next Meng Jingzhou to take over.

Meng Jingzhou’s strikes were also ruthless, beating Fan Chong to a swollen face.

"I haven’t been this flamboyant even when going out, look at how capable you are!"

Then came Tao Yaoye, Man Gu, and Li Haoran.

Without permission, broadcasting the Dream Mirage is just like openly stealing money. Even the good-tempered Tao Yaoye couldn’t help but get angry.

Man Gu was inspired by Lu Yang’s actions and understood that even when hunting a rabbit, a lion gives it his all. An ancestral spirit possessed him, delivering a brutally fierce beating.

Li Haoran had a very bad impression of Fan Chong. True Fire flourished, but he still held back, otherwise, Fan Chong would have died long ago.

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The battle-by-rotation plan was going smoothly, and Fan Chong was left as devastated as if he had been run over by a large truck five times.

"I’ll make you fight!" Fan Chong showed a ferocious expression as an iron lotus flower flew out of his sleeve.

The iron lotus flower bloomed, and eighteen petals shot out, each petal steeped in deadly poison!

Li Haoran summoned the Six-C Divine Fire and the Dayan True Fire in the palm of his hand, which looked like jade, and caught the iron petals, instantly refining them into his own magic artifact and throwing them back.

Fan Chong screamed miserably as he collapsed to the ground, convulsing from the poison.

The cultivators invited to watch the battle were shocked, as if they had entered an Illusionary Realm.

"Who are these five people? Each one of them is overwhelming Fan Chong in the fight!"

"Have they concealed their realms?"

"No, they are at the Mid-stage Nascent Soul!"

"How did five such peerless geniuses suddenly emerge?"

"Could it be that Fan Chong isn’t as strong as the rumors suggested?"

Fan Chong wailed, "Master, kill them! Kill them all!"

His eyes filled with resentment, since they had made him lose all face at the Immortal Appraisal Gathering, he wouldn’t let them walk out of Penglai Island alive!

Penglai Island was his turf!

"To insult my disciple like this, do you think Penglai Island has no one?" On the stands, a female cultivator with a beautiful face said indifferently, looking coldly at Li Haoran. Her chest was partially exposed, highlighting her tall and tempting figure, which was a common sight in the East Sea and not considered inappropriate.

The woman flew down from the stands, none other than Fan Chong’s master, the only daughter of the Penglai Island Master, Daoist Xuan Ling.

At this moment, no one was interested in Daoist Xuan Ling’s figure, as she exuded her pressure, demonstrating the dignity of a Unification True Monarch.

Even Lu Yang and his group of five were enveloped by the pressure, unable to move.

"Master!" Seeing his master come down, Fan Chong saw a glimmer of hope.

Daoist Xuan Ling didn’t even glance at him, extending her fair fingers to lift Li Haoran, who was rooted to the spot, for a careful examination.

Daoist Xuan Ling gave a beguiling smile and said in a seductive voice, "You are quite handsome. If you become my male concubine, this matter can be forgotten."

Meng Jingzhou: "?"

Lu Yang wondered if being so openly accepting of male concubines was also a characteristic of the East Sea?

Since they were already here, they might as well let Junior Brother Li have the experience.

Li Haoran looked back in despair, seeking help from Lu Yang and the others, but unfortunately, they were unable to help.

"Junior Brother Li, just accept it. We will remember your sacrifice," Lu Yang encouraged Li Haoran.

Li Haoran grew more desperate, knowing he couldn’t rely on these fellows.

Just as Li Haoran was debating whether to struggle before succumbing to Daoist Xuan Ling or to submit outright, another dispassionate voice came from the stands.

"Xuan Ling, take your filthy hands off him."

Another female figure leaped down from the high stands, her pressure dispersing Daoist Xuan Ling’s and granting the people at the meeting a secret sigh of relief.

The woman protected Li Haoran behind her, warily watching Daoist Xuan Ling.

"Friend Su, this is an internal matter of Penglai Island, you’re being a bit too meddlesome," said Daoist Xuan Ling.

Friend Su curled her lips into a mocking smile, "Internal matter?"

"This man is my husband, how can I not be involved?"

The one protecting Li Haoran was Su Yiren, who was invited to observe the Immortal Appraisal Gathering.