Chapter 1218: Two Brothers Coax Elder Xinran

Naturally, I've heard of Lan Tiansheng, a demon king of the Mangshan Demon Palace; his strength is formidable, rumors say this demon is extremely vicious, skilled in assassination and sneak attacks, he can appear beside you undetected and kill you without you noticing.

Is this demon inside the formation?

Huang Yan stared at the figure inside the formation, shocked beyond belief.

Lan Tiansheng, that demon king of note in the Mangshan Demon Palace; any demon king who gains fame has considerable strength, even possessing glorious battle records, otherwise they wouldn't be known to them; the Huang Family has always remained outside the Mangshan Mountain Range, so naturally they have dealt with this one and know Lan Tiansheng's terror.

That is the terrifying demon king passed down within the Huang Family, an existence his grandfather feared; if any Huang Family member encounters this being, do not hesitate, flee immediately, do not linger, and have no thoughts.

At this moment, he is trapped inside the formation, and not just for a while; the rather disheveled person inside is Lan Tiansheng—how could Huang Yan not be shocked?

Chen Qinglian frowned and said, 'Is this person really that formidable?'

Qi Haoyang stared at the figure inside, wanting to defeat him, but it's not easy; even though their strength is weakened inside the formation, wanting to defeat him, the odds are extremely low—at the very least, the two of them now cannot possibly defeat him.

His strength can be directly felt; he has witnessed several sneak attacks by the black goat, so he naturally knows Lan Tiansheng's terror; however, compared to breaking the formation, it's much easier, not impossible to defeat; as time passes, their strength rapidly increases, while Lan Tiansheng is tormented by the formation, his strength gradually weakens, and naturally they will defeat him.

At least, one wouldn't say there's no hope; hope can be seen.

Elder Xinran nodded and said, 'Not bad, that person is Lan Tiansheng; he's been trapped in the formation for a while, his strength is not weak; if you two defeat him you can leave—this is what your father personally said.'

Can you do it?

The condition has already been given; compared to the previous condition, it's much simpler.

Chen Qinglian timidly asked, 'Little lady, what is this demon's strength?'

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win a hundred battles.

They need to know Lan Tiansheng's specific cultivation and strength; having a clear idea in mind gives them confidence.

Elder Xinran thought and replied, 'I don't know the exact realm, but according to my guess, it's roughly around the seventh or eighth layer of True Lord Realm; I don't rule out him hiding his strength, not exceeding True Realm; his displayed strength has been that of the fifth layer of True Lord Realm, but I think that's not his true strength.'

'Below Dao Realm, do you have confidence?'

'Hiss.' Chen Qinglian sucked in a cold breath, staring dumbfounded at Elder Xinran.

Upon hearing that, Qi Haoyang furrowed his brows, his eyes fixed on the figure before him.

After a long time without…… shifting, his mind filled with Elder Xinran's speculation; below Dao Realm, such strength is indeed terrifying.

He wouldn't doubt Elder Xinran's words; ninety percent of it is true.

A swordsman's intuition is often the most accurate.

Moreover, Elder Xinran wouldn't joke about this; the Lan Tiansheng inside the formation must be hiding his cultivation; this demon is extremely cunning.

'Little lady, to defeat a demon king below Dao Realm, we two at least need matching cultivation to stand a chance.'

Chen Qinglian spread her hands, a bitter expression: 'We two are only at True Person Realm; reaching True Lord Realm—who knows when, maybe the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.'

The cultivation gap makes one feel desperate.

At least, within the next ten years they shouldn't even think of challenging him; defeating him would take a long time.

Elder Xinran shrugged and said, 'I can't do anything either, but it's certain this demon will grow weaker; if you can persuade the black goat, give it some sweetness, let it continually harass and torment him, swiftly weakening Lan Tiansheng's strength, perhaps your time to leave Longshe Shan will be moved up.'

'Moreover, the formation constantly devours his demonic and spiritual power; over time his strength will inevitably weaken; if he undergoes battles, a fight every few days will cause his strength to drop even faster.'

'By then, wouldn't it just…'

Elder Xinran's words enlightened the two; Chen Qinglian and Qi Haoyang fixed their gazes on her, the two fell into a vicious cycle—if Lan Tiansheng maintained this cultivation level, avenging this strength, they would indeed find it hard to defeat him.

However, Lan Tiansheng inside the formation—that formation is truly terrifying; a formation that weakens strength, the longer it lasts, the more horrifying the torment on Lan Tiansheng; after several years, his strength will likely plummet rapidly.

Furthermore, the black goat's continual torment and consumption will accelerate the decline.

Hope lies right before our eyes.

'Little lady, couldn't you also go challenge him? It would be a good chance to hone your swordsmanship.' Chen Qinglian said hopefully.

As for the black goat side, they cannot persuade it, nor give it enough benefits; the black goat is very greedy, and they cannot satisfy it.

Elder Xinran's words, Chen Qinglian can be persuaded; compared to the black goat, she is easier to convince.

'Eh?' Elder Xinran blinked, pointed at himself, and said, 'You mean me?'

'Exactly, little lady, you're always in seclusion; seclusion indeed can raise cultivation and strength, but the increase is limited; if you want all-around improvement, you must undergo battles, especially against strong foes, where the effect is most pronounced; as a swordsman, you need to experience battles daily to better raise your cultivation and enhance your sword way and sword techniques.'

'Inside Longshe Shan, no one can spar with you; we two are too weak to be your opponents; Lan Tiansheng is just right.'

Qi Haoyang's eyes lit up, and he added, 'Yeah, little lady, your swordsmanship hasn't improved in a long time; you could use Lan Tiansheng to test your sword—perhaps your sword technique will thereafter make great leaps.'

'By then, catching up to your father would also not be impossible.'

Elder Xinran treated the earlier words as unheard, but he kept that later sentence in mind.

She hesitated and asked, 'Really?'

'Of course it's true.' Qi Haoyang gritted his teeth and said, 'Your swordsmanship is strong; after undergoing life-and-death tempering, it will become even stronger.'

'Lan Tiansheng is a good opponent, and also a top-quality whetstone; letting such a fine whetstone go to waste, little lady, if you don't try it, you'd be sorry for such a fine target.'

'Exactly, little lady, your strength against him is certainly no problem; we can also witness your swordsmanship's heroic bearing.' Chen Qinglian echoed.

The two each said a sentence, coaxing Elder Xinran into laughing happily.

Huang Yan stood aside, dumbstruck.

Blink, blink, still glaring.

He muttered inwardly, 'This also works?'