Chapter 79: Brother Dao, Please Wait!!!

Not long after, all the trialists finally entered the Secret Realm.

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

"Mu Ling Yang Wu… this too is his kind of fortune."

Upon entering the Secret Realm, ordinary trialists experience surging thoughts and unceasing spiritual radiance, equivalent to being in a state of "sudden enlightenment" at every moment.

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

This is the reward Xu Xing granted each trialist.

But Xiao Fan is uniquely special—he feels no enhancement from the Secret Realm, yet he can steal spiritual essence through the Mu Ling Yang Wu Jing.

"Brother Dao, if the young ones we've nurtured meet, who will win and who will lose?"

"We'll know when they meet."

Qiu Jiuyu sat beside them, yet acted as if she hadn't heard their words, still staring at the screen, holding a plate of the 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 chasing him and now crouched in a hidden corner; not far ahead lay a Tongxuan Grass Monster—he was likely attempting to steal its essence.

On the other side, Lin Qiu Xian 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; because her position was perfectly concealed, the dense swarm of Tongxuan Grass Monsters outside had not noticed her.

She suppressed her breathing, her heart in utter despair.

What kind of hellish start is this?

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

If there hadn't been two huge 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 violent shudder.

"F**k this shit! Dao Ye, I'm fighting you to the death today!"

Lightning blanketed the sky; countless tornadoes laced with flame raged wildly.

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

The surrounding Tongxuan Grass Monsters seemed startled; a rustling stirred.

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 crackling lightning; with a wave of his hand, tornadoes of wind and fire erupted—his mastery of arts was so immense, he seemed nothing like a Qi Condensation cultivator.

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

Jiang Yujiu couldn't help but whistle.

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

"Thank you, Brother Dao—I'll remember your help."

After silently thanking him, Jiang Yujiu swiftly climbed over the boulder, took 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; soon she had climbed to a very high elevation.

She couldn't waste the time Brother Dao had fought so hard to secure.

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Yang Lin, besieged by countless Tongxuan Grass Monsters, had his eyes flickering with arcane runes; his spiritual energy surged to its limit as he desperately pondered an escape.

But no matter how he thought, the situation now seemed utterly hopeless.

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

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

"If I survive this and make it back, I'll be even more cautious!"

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

"If any other trialists are encountered, the two 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 energy.

A cultivator of the Slacker Dao who doesn't know one or two overexertion techniques—is he even a true Slacker Dao cultivator? Zizz!

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

"Brother Dao, 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.

She saw Yu Ming tread arcane steps, weaving through a curtain of intersecting blades, advancing and retreating with fluid grace.

With a single spear thrust, a dappled tiger materialized, roaring—impaling one Tongxuan Grass Monster on the spear's tip.

With a sudden swing, the lifeless Tongxuan Grass Monster was hurled into another one.

From the impact, both Tongxuan Grass Monsters tumbled off the cliff.

Hoo~ He let out a long breath. Just as Yu Ming was about to recover the spiritual power he had just spent, he turned his head and spotted Zhang Yunlu not far away, and could not help but freeze.

Giving the two no time to react, in just an instant the surrounding scenery seemed to rapidly recede; up, down, and all four directions turned a hazy grey, just like that trial space from the very beginning.

The two stared at each other from afar.

【Battle Begins】

Golden characters appeared between the two of them.

Looks like they still have to fight!

Zhang Yunlu drew her long sword, her gaze cold and sharp.

Yu Ming, however, smiled and said, "Hello there, Student Zhang."

Zhang Yunlu froze.

That voice... felt somewhat familiar.

"Are you... Teacher Yu?" She frowned slightly.

Wasn't Teacher Yu the image of an old man?

How had he become so young now? "It's me." Yu Ming nodded slightly, quite moved. "What a surprise. I never expected the first opponent I'd run into would be you."

Before entering the Secret Realm, he had already prepared himself for facing Zhang Yunlu; he just hadn't expected this moment to arrive so quickly.

"Come on!" Yu Ming raised the long spear in his hand.

The six-inch cold-iron spearhead, incomparably sharp, now even lit up with a thin layer of spiritual light.

"Teacher, I..."

If the one opposite were Fang Chi, she would have drawn her sword and hacked without the slightest hesitation.

Hum!!

Yu Ming's long spear trembled, darting straight at Zhang Yunlu's throat like a swimming dragon.

His spiritual power had just taken some loss, while Student Zhang's condition was unclear.

To be safe, he could not drag this out—he had to end it quickly!

"If you haven't even made this much preparation, you might as well surrender early!" Yu Ming said coldly.

Hesitate?

Impossible! In his youth he had gone through far too many similar situations.

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(End of this chapter)