Chen Qing nodded. So major news had come back from Imperial Capital Jade Capital City.
Wang Jing was one of the Six Great Supreme Sects' foremost talents of this generation, renowned far and wide. Now that he had fallen to Shang Yuming, the news spreading would indeed stir no small waves.
Chen Qing asked, "How long until there is news of Shang Yuming's duel with Lin Haiqing?"
Qing Dai replied, "That is unclear. Both inside and outside the sect, as well as the great clans of Tianbao Giant City, are waiting for word."
Those who practiced martial arts and cultivated themselves sometimes placed great importance on contests of spirit.
This conflict between the Que Sect and Yan Kingdom was a struggle for interests at the level of the Imperial Family and the Six Great Supreme Sects, but to ordinary people, it was a battle of pride.
Shang Yuming had defeated Yan Kingdom's geniuses one after another. To the people of Yan Kingdom, this was an immense blow. At this moment, every eye was fixed on the matter.
Chen Qing nodded slightly. After eating and taking a brief rest, he went to the cliffside platform.
He gathered his focus. With a flick of his wrist, the Jingzhe Spear was already in his hand.
What he intended to cultivate this time was one of the techniques Luo Zhixian had taught him.
This spear art was not Luo Zhixian's main cultivation method. He had acquired it during his travels in his early years. It was a spear technique that heavily emphasized defense, using stillness to overcome movement and striking only after the enemy moved.
The Jingzhe Spear let out a low hum, its Spear Body suffused with a faint blue-gold sheen.
"Immovable as a Mountain—its force lies in steadiness, its intent in defense,