Zhao Gongming: "Easy there, Senior Brother..."

Back on Jin'ao Island, Yun Ting stroked his chin and said, "Alright, Junior Brother Gongming, you have a point. In terms of cultivation, we're both considered to be at the quasi-saint realm, so we'll call it a draw as you suggested. As for the duel, I'll give you three days to prepare. How does that sound?"

Zhao Gongming nodded upon hearing this. "Thank you, Senior Brother Yun Ting. I'll definitely prepare properly..."

Watching Zhao Gongming seriously crack his knuckles beside them, Ling Ya Xian wore a speechless expression. He poked Qiushou Xian and muttered, "Say, Lion, what do you think are Senior Brother Zhao Gongming's chances of beating Senior Brother Yun Ting?"

Qiushou Xian pointed at his own head and said, "That's a good question. No need to ask it next time. I don't even need to use my primordial spirit to know that Senior Brother Zhao Gongming can't beat Senior Brother Yun Ting... Don't forget, Senior Brother Yun Ting even beat up Sage Zhunti. Senior Brother Zhao Gongming is still far from that level."

Hearing this, Ling Ya Xian also recalled the terror of being dominated by Yun Ting back at Mount Kunlun. "That's true. With Senior Brother Gongming's cultivation, he's nowhere near as terrifying as Senior Brother Yun Ting was back then... Back on Mount Kunlun, Senior Brother Yun Ting was the number one little tyrant. In our Interception Sect, and even including the Chan Sect, there weren't many who dared provoke him."

As he spoke, Ling Ya Xian suddenly realized something. He looked at Qiushou Xian. "Lion, something doesn't seem right. Um... we helped Senior Brother Gongming canvass for votes this time. Senior Brother Yun Ting won't punish us for it later, will he?"

Qiushou Xian shook his head solemnly. "Of course not. Don't forget, Senior Brother