Chapter 79: Dao Friend, Please Wait!!!

Soon, all the trialists finally entered the realm.

Huo picked up the cup of water that Chi Jiuyu had poured for him and took a sip.

“Mu Ling Yang Wu… this too is his fortune.”

Upon entering the realm, ordinary trialists experienced surging thoughts and unceasing spiritual radiance, equivalent to being in a state of “sudden enlightenment” at every moment.

After slaying the Tongxuan Grass Monsters, this state’s intensity increases further.

This is Xu Xing’s reward to each trialist.

Xiao Fan, however, is uniquely different—he feels no enhancement from the realm, but can use the Mu Ling Yang Wu Jing to steal spiritual essence.

“Brother Dao, if our respective proteges meet, who will win?”

“We’ll know when they meet.”

Chi Jiuyu sat beside them, yet acted as if she hadn’t heard a word, still staring at the screen, holding a plate of beans she often ate.

On the screen,

Zhang Yunlu, after fierce combat, had already defeated the three Tongxuan Grass Monsters and was now descending the mountain path.

Xiao Fan had shaken off the Tongxuan Grass Monsters pursuing him and now crouched in a hidden corner; not far ahead stood a Tongxuan Grass Monster—he appeared to be attempting to steal its essence.

On the other side, Lin QiuXian was also advancing toward the central Sword Peak.

But not every trialist had resolved their troubles as they had.

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At the valley floor, Jiang Yujiu hid carefully between two massive boulders; her position was perfect, so the dense swarm of Tongxuan Grass Monsters outside had not noticed her.

She suppressed her breathing, her mind in utter despair.

What kind of hellish start is this?

She had barely stepped out of the Guiding Light when she saw the countless, uncountable Tongxuan Grass Monsters.

If not for the two enormous rocks beside her, she would have been dead on the spot.

Especially after waiting a while and learning the rules, she was completely paralyzed.

I just wanted to ride the hype—why did I end up in a life-or-death battle? Will I really die if I lose? BOOM! A massive explosion startled Jiang Yujiu into a shiver.

“F**k this shit! Dao Ye, I’m fighting you to the death today!”

Lightning blanketed the sky; torrents of fire-wreathed whirlwinds raged.

A half-severed arm of a Tongxuan Grass Monster spun through the air and landed beside Jiang Yujiu, its severed end charred black, emitting thin wisps of black smoke.

The surrounding Tongxuan Grass Monsters seemed startled, a flurry of rustling sounds.

Did they… leave?

Jiang Yujiu waited a moment, then cautiously poked her head out.

Indeed, all the Tongxuan Grass Monsters around her had vanished.

In the distance, a figure was wrapped in lightning, sweeping his hand to summon whirlwinds of wind and fire—his magical prowess was so immense, he seemed nothing like a Qi Refining cultivator.

Around him, at least hundreds of Tongxuan Grass Monsters surrounded him, yet none could approach.

Jiang Yujiu couldn’t help but whistle.

These Taishang Dao Sect cultivation specialists may be cowardly in daily life, but when they lose control, they’re terrifyingly powerful.

“Thank you, Dao Friend—I’ll remember your help.”

After silently thanking him, Jiang Yujiu swiftly climbed over the boulder, took out a pair of climbing picks from her storage ring, cast a Lightness Spell on herself, and began scaling a cliff face with a less extreme angle.

Luckily, when she did outdoor livestreams, she bought these climbing picks for showmanship.

Jiang Yujiu moved quickly and soon reached a very high elevation.

She couldn’t waste the time this Dao Friend had fought so hard to secure.

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Yang Lin, besieged by countless Tongxuan Grass Monsters, his eyes flickered with arcane runes; his spiritual power surged to its limit as he frantically sought a way to escape.

But no matter how he thought, his current situation seemed utterly hopeless.

The number of Tongxuan Grass Monsters was simply too great; restricted by his Qi Refining realm, many techniques were unusable.

F**k your ancestors! Why am I so unlucky? Yang Lin, filled with grief and rage, silently swore.

“If I survive this and make it back, I’ll be far more cautious!”

Just as he sank deeper into despair, his peripheral vision caught Jiang Yujiu struggling upward in the distance.

“If another trialist is encountered, both will be drawn into a special space to fight until one dies.”

Hope!

But it had to be within twenty meters!

Yang Lin clenched his fists and activated a secret technique, overloading his spiritual power.

A cultivator of the Gou Dao who doesn’t know at least a couple of overexertion techniques—is he even a true Gou Dao? ZZZT!

His body shot like a purple lightning bolt, carving a path through the Tongxuan Grass Monsters, while unleashing the loudest scream of his life:

“Dao Friend, please wait!”

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Meanwhile, Zhang Yunlu, just arriving at the mountain’s base, encountered her first trialist besides herself—Yu Ming, battling two Tongxuan Grass Monsters at the cliff’s edge.

Of course, Zhang Yunlu did not recognize him in his restored middle-aged form.

Yu Ming stepped with arcane footwork, weaving through a curtain of piercing blades, advancing and retreating.

With a single thrust of his spear, a mottled tiger materialized, roaring as it impaled one Tongxuan Grass Monster on its tip.

He violently swung it, slamming the lifeless monster into the other.

The impact sent both Tongxuan Grass Monsters tumbling over the cliff.

Huh~ He exhaled, preparing to recover his depleted spiritual power—then turned to see Zhang Yunlu standing not far away, and froze.

Before either could react, in an instant, the surroundings receded rapidly, all directions turning gray and hazy, just like the initial trial space.

The two gazed at each other from afar.

[Battle Begins]

Golden characters appeared between them.

Looks like we still have to fight.

Zhang Yunlu drew her longsword, her gaze icy.

Yu Ming smiled: “Hello, Miss Zhang.”

Zhang Yunlu froze.

That voice… familiar.

“You’re… Teacher Yu?” she frowned slightly.

Teacher Yu wasn’t supposed to look like an old man?

Why is he so young now? “It’s me.” Yu Ming nodded slightly, deeply moved. “I never expected my first opponent would be you.”

Before entering the realm, he had prepared himself to face Zhang Yunlu—but he never imagined it would come so soon.

“Come then!” Yu Ming raised his spear.

The six-inch iron spearhead, razor-sharp, now glowed with a thin layer of spiritual light.

“Teacher, I—”

If it were Fang Chi across from her, she’d have drawn her sword without hesitation.

ZZZZT!

Yu Ming’s spear lashed out like a coiling dragon, stabbing straight for Zhang Yunlu’s throat.

His spiritual power had been depleted earlier; her condition was unknown.

For safety, no delay—must end this swiftly!

“If you’re not even prepared for this, you might as well surrender now!” Yu Ming said coldly.

Hesitation?

Impossible. He’d experienced too many similar moments in his youth.

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(End of Chapter)