The Triennial Martial Arts Tournament

Seeing this, Fu Ye reached out and patted Qing Tan's head.

"All right, Qing Tan. Didn't you say you wanted candied hawthorn? Don't waste time here."

At the mention of candied hawthorn, Qing Tan's eyes sparkled with stars, and her aura subsided.

"Mm-hm! Candied hawthorn!"

Even after Fu Ye and Qing Tan left, Lin Hong's body continued to tremble uncontrollably.

He had never expected Qing Tan, who was four years younger than him, to truly possess such terrifying strength.

Looking at his younger brother, who had completely passed out, then at Lin Dong, who was slowly sitting up nearby, Lin Hong no longer had any desire to teach Lin Dong a lesson.

After witnessing what had just happened, a stormy sea rose in Lin Dong's heart.

He had never imagined that Qing Tan, the little girl who usually followed Lord Fu Ye around calling him Big Brother, concealed such a high level of cultivation!

Even his father, back when he was in the Heavenly Yuan Realm, would have been utterly unable to match an aura of that level!

But after his shock faded, he recalled the mysterious cultivation technique Fu Ye had given him, "Lun Yu."

Just the first six words possessed such terrifying might. If he could completely master it, he would likely be able to look down upon the entire Great Yan Dynasty!

However, if Fu Ye knew what Lin Dong was thinking, he would definitely slap him across the face.

The "Lun Yu" he had created was a divine high-grade cultivation technique that could allow him to cultivate all the way to the Half-step Chief Sovereign Realm.

Its abilities encompassed everything. Even with the help of the ancestral talismans and the power of fate, it would be absolutely impossible to fully comprehend it without several decades.

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