Chapter 623: An Age of Great Contention

"He can actually enter the Lord Tianji Record too?"

The youth Ji Jiao looked at the jade talisman in his hand with some surprise.

Inside was news regarding the Lord Tianji Record.

The Lord Tianji Record was a list that powerful cultivators in the cultivation world had to compete for, and everyone was striving to climb it.

He was a heaven-gifted talent of the Ji family, and it was only three years ago that he had barely made it into the Human volume of the Lord Tianji Record. He had not expected that Li Rui would follow closely behind and ascend the Lord Tianji Record.

This meant that in the eyes of the Lord Tianji Clan, the two had equivalent potential.

This caused him to lose his composure.

A hero of the Zhongyao Ji clan like himself, actually on par with a small cave-heaven cultivator?!

How could he endure it?

"You kid are just too arrogant. You must know that not all heaven-gifted talents in the world have good backgrounds. Even Daoist Lords have risen from the mundane. Do not look down on them."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Ji Jiao laughed.

But looking at him, it was clear he hadn't taken it to heart.

His master might have a point.

But look at how many Daoist Lords in the world have poor backgrounds.

The probability is too low.

Otherwise, why would the cultivation world be so disdainful of rogue cultivators? Small cave-heaven cultivators are only slightly stronger than rogue cultivators.

Ji Jiao: "If there is a chance, I would like to exchange a few moves with that Li Rui. It's a pity, I'm afraid there won't be a chance. By the time I become a Heaven-Human, he will no longer be worthy of being my opponent."

The old Daoist priest Ji Sheng shook his head.

His disciple had it too easy; he hadn't faced any setbacks in his life.

But this was also quite good.

Most Daoist Lord powerhouses in the world had also advanced courageously during their growth, with very few defeats.

His disciple's bones were sufficiently domineering; he was a True Dragon Sacred Body rarely seen in ten thousand years. Having such an invincible temperament was not a bad thing.

'I heard that the Wan Fadian of Taihua Prefecture has also produced an incredible Sacred Body. I wonder what that will be like.'

Over the past few hundred years.

Monstrous talents had emerged one after another in the cultivation world.

Some had bones so good that even he was amazed.

'Truly an age of great contention.'

While he was pondering.

The old Daoist suddenly gave a light exclamation, showing a curious expression: "I didn't expect to run into a descendant of the Ghost King lineage."

He hadn't made a move yet.

When he saw Ji Jiao beside him snort coldly, and a final cold ray shot out.

Only a miserable cry was heard.

And then that person fled completely.

"He didn't die?"

Ji Jiao frowned slightly, somewhat dissatisfied.

A dignified Dao-Body Realm cultivator like himself, actually failing to kill that lurking Purple Mansion Realm cultivator in one strike, was truly embarrassing.

But he had no intention of pursuing.

Just a petty thief, not worth mentioning.

The main thing was that he had already left a mark; even if he ran, he wouldn't escape his palm.

No need to be anxious.

Outsiders didn't know they were here, but those great beings of Taihua Prefecture must have known long ago, so there was no need to worry about that person leaking secrets.

Ji Jiao's mouth curled into a cold sneer:

"I want to see how much ability these mouse-like fellows really have."

"Bitter, why did I run into the star of disaster from the Ji family."

In the jungle.

Wu De clutched the blood hole in his chest, his face deathly pale.

Don't look at his miserable appearance; in reality, his injury was not serious.

Because he had just used the secret "Li Dai Tao Jiang" (substituting a peach tree for a plum tree) technique; that strike had hit his substitute, and he himself had only suffered some superficial wounds.

It didn't matter.

It just hurt his heart a bit.

Wu De looked at the three bloodstains on his palm.

These represented the number of times he had used the Li Dai Tao Jiang technique.

Such a heaven-defying secret technique naturally couldn't be used without limits; he could only use it nine times in total. After nine times, he would have to leave his life to fate. Relying on this means, he had been able to escape dangerous places repeatedly while exploring the Great Curtain.

He didn't expect to waste one here.

'Daoist's luck is truly back.'

Wu De circulated his cultivation technique, finally managing to fully repair his injuries.

He felt even more depressed.

After he arrived at Jin Ting Xiao Zhou.

He had been wandering around the Immortal Tomb. ===== CHAPTER 624 =====