Ruthless Li Tianxing, the Contest on White Dragon Mountain!

Another Holy Dragon Bone?

Everyone stared at Li Daochen's Holy Dragon Bone, utterly dumbfounded.

Since when had Holy Dragon Bones become so common?

Though it wasn't among the very best, Li Daochen was truly the only person to have one in ten thousand years.

"Impossible!" That was Yang Chen's only thought.

How could he possibly have remade his Holy Dragon Bone in just two months?

Li Daochen couldn't have conjured one up even if he tried!

A fake. It had to be fake!

Luo Beiyue also thought it was fake. After a moment's shock, he attacked even more fiercely.

Real or fake, he would kill him and be done with it!

But.

Li Tianxing now stood in front of Luo Beiyue, blocking his attack.

Li Daochen wasn't surprised.

Now that Li Tianxing knew he possessed a Holy Dragon Bone, he would never let Luo Beiyue attack him. And until the truth was uncovered, no one could hope to lay a hand on him again so easily!

"Li Tianxing, are you going to shield this scoundrel?" Luo Beiyue demanded, furious with embarrassment.

"Do I need you to tell me how to conduct myself?" Li Tianxing said coldly.

"Uncle Li, he really is a fake!" Mu Qingqing said, brimming with righteous indignation.

"Shut up!" Li Tianxing snapped coldly.

"Father..." Yang Chen called out, unwilling to accept it.

"You shut your damn mouth too!" Li Tianxing's voice grew colder still, turning sinister.

A chill ran down everyone's spine as they listened.

Li Tianxing looked around and said icily, "Now, all of you just stand there and watch. I'll decide for myself which one is real and which one is fake!"

Everyone fell silent, and Luo Beiyue said no more.

Only now did they remember that Li Tianxing was a ruthless man.

Li Tianxing had been known for his ferocity since he was young. He had carved a bloody path through sheer force and made a great name for himself.

Once, a Lower Profound Sect had even taken an interest in Li Tianxing and sent an elder to observe him. Unfortunately, his constitution was simply too poor, so he hadn't been taken to the Lower Profound Sect to cultivate.

Yet this same man had slaughtered so fiercely in his youth that none of the nearby prodigies of his generation had dared make a sound.

It was only later that the drawbacks of Li Tianxing's constitution emerged, leaving him unable to advance. Otherwise, how could he have stopped at the mere Divine Bridge Realm?

And now that Li Tianxing was angry, no one dared stroke the tiger's whiskers!

The next moment.

Li Tianxing looked at Yang Chen and Li Daochen and said coldly, "I don't care which of you is real and which is fake. Just give me proof. If you can't, don't blame me for being ruthless and verifying it myself."

Now, he trusted neither of them!

Yang Chen's expression darkened. This was undoubtedly the worst possible situation.

Li Daochen, meanwhile, looked at Yang Chen with a sneer. "Do you have proof?"

"What's real can't be made fake, and what's fake can't be made real. What do I have to fear?" Yang Chen snorted.

Seeing both of them dodge the question, Li Tianxing's expression darkened further.

He looked at Li Daochen. "Give me the Luo Heaven Dragon Fruit!"

Li Daochen shrugged and tossed it straight over.

Li Tianxing paused, then said, "Since neither of you can produce proof, we'll go over everything from the beginning. First, go summon Liu Qingyuan!"

Yang Chen clenched his hand inside his sleeve and said nothing.

Li Daochen raised a swordlike brow. "Why summon Qingyuan? I have a way to tell real from fake!"

"Speak!" Li Tianxing said coldly.

Li Daochen gave Yang Chen a long look, then shouted, "We'll know once we compete on White Dragon Mountain!"

"As everyone knows, White Dragon Mountain is a training ground for our Battle Sect. The pressure there is immense, and it's extremely difficult for cultivators in the sect to reach the summit! But what you may not know is that anyone with a Holy Dragon Bone can resonate with White Dragon Mountain from afar and establish a connection!"

Li Daochen looked around, then continued, "One of us is definitely a fake, so one of our Holy Dragon Bones must be fake too. Let the two of us compete on the mountain! Whoever can resonate with White Dragon Mountain is naturally the real one!"

The Battle Sect cultivators listened with bewildered expressions.

"How come we didn't know that?" someone asked.

"Do you have a Holy Dragon Bone?" Li Daochen sneered.

That person: "..."

Li Tianxing and Luo Beiyue were suspicious too. They hadn't known about this either.

"What if you both establish a connection?" someone else asked.

"Then we'll find another way to tell real from fake, but we have to compete first!" Li Daochen snapped. Then he looked at Yang Chen with a sneer. "What's wrong? Don't even dare compete?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Yang Chen shot back.

In truth, his mind was racing!

As he saw it, what Li Daochen had said was most likely true. Otherwise, he wouldn't have proposed it!

But.

Yang Chen truly did dare.

First, the Holy Dragon Bone, tempered by the Dragon Transformation Emperor Scripture, had nearly become one with him and was even more powerful!

Second, he could sense that Li Daochen's Holy Dragon Bone was weaker than his!

Third, the Dragon Transformation Emperor Scripture seized the very fortune of heaven and earth and had countless wondrous uses!

That was the source of his confidence!

At that thought.

Yang Chen looked at Li Tianxing and shouted confidently, "Father, let me compete with him and completely shatter that confidence of his, wherever it came from!"

Then.

He looked at Li Daochen and shouted, "I accept! Do you dare?"

"What a joke. I proposed it. Why wouldn't I dare?" Li Daochen sneered. "You look like a weak-legged shrimp right now. Do you want some time to recover?"

"Why would I need to recover to deal with you?" Yang Chen snapped.

Li Tianxing looked at them and brought the hammer down. "Then compete!"

Yang Chen lowered his gaze, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

With an Emperor Scripture, his ability to recover far exceeded that of ordinary people. He reckoned he would recover completely during the contest!

At the Ninth Level of Spirit Foundation, he refused to believe he couldn't suppress Li Daochen, who was only at Peak Blood Refining!

But only now did he realize that Li Daochen had recovered his cultivation. To have recovered to Peak Blood Refining in two months, he must have had some fortuitous encounter!

As long as I suppress him, his fortune will be mine! Yang Chen clenched his fist.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Li Daochen's mouth.

Wasn't drawing Yang Chen into the trap precisely why he had suppressed most of his Holy Dragon Bone's power?

White Dragon Mountain... there was a great fortune there, and Yang Chen was just what he needed to obtain it!

Soon.

The group set off for White Dragon Mountain in a great procession.

Many people's eyes shone with excitement. This was far more interesting than any ancestral worship ceremony.

White Dragon Mountain lived up to its name, snowy white from top to bottom.

Apart from a staircase leading to the summit at the very front, every other side was steep and treacherous, difficult even for birds to cross.

White Dragon Mountain had existed for an exceedingly long time. It had looked like this for as long as records existed, and it had never changed.

Li Daochen and Yang Chen walked to the foot of the staircase.

"Begin," Li Tianxing said coolly.

Both nodded.

Yang Chen suddenly said, "I'll crush every one of your delusions."

His words had a double meaning!

He was saying that even though Li Daochen had returned, he still couldn't take back everything that belonged to Li Daochen!

"What are you barking about?" Li Daochen sneered.

"Nonsense!" Yang Chen snorted.

Then.

Boom!

Yang Chen charged forward first, moving with incredible speed.

He had undergone many trials like this. To him, it was as easy as playing!

Li Daochen watched him and gave him a hundred-step head start.

Then.

"In this life, I won't lose to you again." It was as though he were making a promise to his former self, the one who had endured so much hardship. His words rang out with conviction.

Boom!

Li Daochen was even faster than Yang Chen. Despite the pressure of White Dragon Mountain, he seemed to be flying.

At that moment, his Holy Dragon Bone and two Emperor Talismans finally erupted with their full power.

Under the crowd's astonished gazes, Li Daochen started after Yang Chen but reached him first, catching up despite giving him a head start.

"How can he be faster than Brother Chen?" Below, Mu Qingqing clenched her fists and stared intently at Li Daochen.

Yang Chen whipped his head around. Seeing Li Daochen already level with him, his pupils contracted sharply!

Impossible!

How could someone at Peak Blood Refining burst out with such speed?

Li Daochen, however, said nothing. He didn't even glance at Yang Chen, simply overtaking him and charging toward the summit!