If You Cultivated the Sword, Seeing Him Would Be Like Seeing a God!

Yu Xiaogang backed down and no longer dared speak on the Sky Screen.

He paid no price for questioning and cursing Xu Feng. After all, no matter how formidable Xu Feng was, he couldn't break through the timeline to settle accounts with him.

But offending the Great Enshrined of Sea God Island was different. She really dared to come after him in person.

His eyes were fixed on Xu Feng in the Sky Screen. The moment he remembered how Xu Feng had displayed his might on the Soul Fighting platform, and how Dong'er had watched from below with stars in her eyes and a smile on her face, his nose nearly twisted with rage.

"Dong'er..." he murmured. Dong'er was his white moonlight. No matter which timeline it was, he would never allow anyone to touch her.

You can only rely on Divine Examinations to advance. What gives you the right to win Dong'er's favor? Yu Xiaogang thought furiously. Only a Grandmaster like me, whose learning spans heaven and man, is a match for Dong'er.

After Tang San saw his teacher publicly put on trial by so many people on the Sky Screen, then threatened by the Great Enshrined of Sea God Island, he automatically entered the "panting like an ox" state again. "Sea God Island..." he said angrily, his gaze sharp. He was confident that, with the advantage of transmigration and the Tang Sect's cultivation methods and Hidden Weapons, he would someday reach an unimaginable level. Even becoming a god was not impossible.

When that day came, everyone who had insulted his teacher today would already have a way to die, and he would settle accounts with them one by one.

Then,

He turned his eagle-sharp gaze to Xu Feng on the Sky Screen, undisguised jealousy on his face. Despite his advantage as a transmigrator, he had only just entered Shrek Academy and had yet to participate in the Soul Master Tournament. Yet a native of another timeline had already reached the peak, just one step away from attaining godhood.

Even with his advantage as a transmigrator and the Tang Sect's cultivation methods, whether he could reach Limit Douluo by Xu Feng's age was still uncertain.

You're even more awesome than me, and you've shaken my Dao heart even more. You have a way to die too, he thought, staring at Xu Feng.

In a splendid hall in the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial palace, Qian Renxue saw Xu Feng crush Spirit Hall's three veteran elders. Shock appeared on her breathtaking face. "There's actually someone so fierce in this world?"

"What a pity we aren't in the same timeline. I can't get to know someone like him. Otherwise, never mind the Nation-Stealing Plan—even unifying the continent someday would be within reach."

Then she turned her gaze to Bibi Dong on the Sky Screen. "Hmph! That woman has no shame. Xu Feng is only a little more handsome and a little stronger. Does she have to look so unable to control herself?" she said bitterly.

Little did she know, a trace of something unusual and an inexplicable gleam had crept into her own eyes as she looked at Xu Feng.

Suddenly, a terrifying thought occurred to her. "If that woman and Xu Feng succeed in marrying, wouldn't that mean there's no me in the other timeline?" For a moment, she panicked a little. It was a strange feeling.

At Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu watched Xu Feng sweep aside the three elders, and an expression of wonder crossed his face. "Perhaps in the other timeline, Spirit Hall really can achieve the supreme legend of two gods under one roof."

Inside the Elder Hall, Storm Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo, and Ghost Leopard Douluo looked surprised. They hadn't expected themselves to become the protagonists on the Sky Screen this time, and it excited them somewhat.

When they saw Xu Feng whipping them like spinning tops, their faces darkened. They felt a little embarrassed, but the blazing look in their eyes could not hide their envy and jealousy.

They were so jealous.

Why hadn't such a fierce figure appeared in their timeline to give them a thorough beating?

A beating would let them advance to the next level and successfully enter the Worship Hall, a pillar of the organization's strength. It was an incredibly good deal.

The harder the beating, the faster the advancement.

They were willing to be spinning tops. Let him whip them hard!

They had never imagined that one day they would envy themselves.

Inside the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong wore a dazzling golden gown and the Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown, a jeweled scepter in her hand. She looked indescribably noble, domineering and confident. She glanced at Qian Xunji on the Sky Screen with a face full of disgust, then turned her gaze to Xu Feng and narrowed her eyes. "Sea God Island actually managed to raise someone like him? It does have some strength in reserve."

It seems I can make plans to bring Sea God Island under my command in the future, she thought. And if Sea God Island refuses to submit? I'll simply destroy it. At that moment, she looked utterly domineering.

She naturally knew that, in this timeline, Spirit Hall had once led three thousand Soul Masters in an attack on Sea God Island, only to return in defeat. But that had been in the old days, when Qian Xunji was Pope.

Now, under her leadership, Spirit Hall had quietly grown into what was arguably the greatest sect in the world, both in strength and resources.

She was confident that she could sweep aside Sea God Island one day!

With a giant like Sea God Island, she could not only make Spirit Hall stronger, but also investigate the secret behind Xu Feng's rapid advancement in the other timeline.

At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a tall, spirited middle-aged man with a resolute face sat upright in the clan's great hall. A faint pressure radiated from him, as heavy as a mountain, leaving others struggling for breath.

His eyes were sharp, as if the power of thunder were about to burst from them. Wisps of pale blue electricity coursed around him, making him look like a terrifying god who commanded lightning.

This man was Yu Yuanzhen, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

As Yu Yuanzhen stared at the Sky Screen, marveling at Xu Feng's talent and strength, he saw how the people on the screen had all but put Yu Xiaogang on public trial. The power of thunder around him grew even more terrifying, as if it would turn the entire hall into a pool of lightning.

"Unfilial son! What an unfilial son!"

"You've brought nothing but shame upon the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"I'm furious! Someone, go to Shrek Academy and tie that unfilial son up and bring him back. If he insists on refusing to return to the clan, tell him the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan no longer has anyone by his name."

Yu Yuanzhen's voice shook the entire hall until it buzzed and trembled, nearly collapsing, a testament to the fury in his heart.

Ever since that unfilial son had left the clan without permission, he had styled himself a fame-seeking Grandmaster and caused trouble everywhere. Yu Yuanzhen wished he could hang him up and whip him like a spinning top at once.

At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a handsome man with long silver hair stood proudly with one hand behind his back. He wore a pale blue robe, and his unworldly bearing made him seem like an immortal banished to the mortal realm.

His attention had been drawn to the Sky Screen. When he saw the final sword intent Xu Feng unleashed, he froze as though turned to stone. Then his whole body trembled, his breathing quickened, and excitement and shock filled his face. His eyes burned with fervor and disbelief.

"This... this sword intent," Sword Douluo exclaimed, losing his composure. He could no longer maintain his immortal-like serenity and unworldly bearing. His gaze seemed glued to the Sky Screen, for fear of missing a single detail.

"Coward, are you having a fit?" a man beside him cursed. He had a gaunt face, shriveled skin, and an enormous frame.

"You don't understand. You don't cultivate the sword, so you think nothing of it. If you cultivated the sword... seeing him would be like seeing a god!" Sword Douluo said excitedly, his eyes fervent.