"Damn, they actually jumped off the cliff?"
"Yi Xiaofeng is game over!"
"Wang Yanran truly deserves to be my favorite goddess. She's perfect—brave, resourceful, and unafraid of death!"
"From that height, they'll either be smashed to death or stumble upon some fortuitous encounter."
"I'll bet a hundred bucks that Wang Yanran's master will make a move!"
"Do you even need to say that? You think you're the know-it-all?"
After leaping off the cliff, Yi Xiaofeng was battered by the raging wind. His wounds tore open, causing him even more pain.
He squinted with difficulty and vaguely made out Wang Yanran and Tang Yiqian below him.
It was Yi Xiaofeng's first time bungee jumping—cough, cough, no, cliff jumping!
The cliff was even higher than he had imagined. Shrouded by clouds and mist, its bottom was completely invisible.
"Is this really how it ends?"
Yi Xiaofeng muttered with a frown, still clinging to a sliver of hope.
Suddenly!
A cloud of black mist swept over at high speed, engulfing Wang Yanran and Tang Yiqian below before flying toward him.
He smiled.
Just as expected!
The black mist slammed into his face. Yi Xiaofeng immediately felt the world spin, and his consciousness sank into darkness.
At the top of the slope.
Yang Yu spoke up. "City Lord Tang, you're so powerful. Why didn't you use your lightness skill to jump down and save them?"
Upon hearing this, City Lord Tang turned and glared at him, his eyes bloodshot.
A contestant beside Yang Yu tugged on him, urging him to shut up.
"If City Lord Tang could fly directly down there, he would have caught Zhang Junyi and Wang Yanran long ago." Qin Qinxue shook her head.
Their words pierced City Lord Tang's heart like blades.
City Lord Tang turned to face them and sneered. "Perfect. Once I absorb you, my Blood Fiend Divine Art will advance even further!"
As soon as he said that, all the cultivators turned pale in fright.
"City Lord Tang, let's talk this out! We were actually sent by the Xiayang Five Ghosts!"
"Cut the nonsense! Die!"
Who knew how much time had passed.
"Contestant Yang Dalong has been eliminated!"
The moment Yi Xiaofeng regained consciousness, he heard the system notification.
He struggled to open his eyes and saw the dusk sky, the setting sun bleakly beautiful.
"You're awake!"
Wang Yanran's delighted voice rang out.
Yi Xiaofeng glanced over and saw Wang Yanran seated beside him, holding a leaf covered in medicinal paste.
He realized he could not move. He could not even bend his neck.
"What happened to me?"
Yi Xiaofeng asked hoarsely.
Wang Yanran answered, "You suffered very serious injuries. I'm applying medicine to you now. Don't worry, you'll be fine."
Yi Xiaofeng let out a breath of relief.
As long as he was alive, that was enough!
"Where's your mother?" Yi Xiaofeng pressed.
Wang Yanran froze, her expression turning complicated. "What are you talking about? She's my master!"
At that moment, the mysterious woman entered Yi Xiaofeng's field of vision.
Yi Xiaofeng finally saw her face clearly. Though she had a slender figure, her face looked forty or fifty years old, marked by the wear of time.
"You're quite clever, to have guessed that she is my daughter." The mysterious woman chuckled.
Yi Xiaofeng was speechless.
If I couldn't figure that out, wouldn't I be a pig?
He asked curiously, "May I ask how your battle with the Sword Saint went?"
The mysterious woman's smile faded. "Bai Hongxiao is indeed formidable. He truly deserves his reputation as someone who nearly swept away an entire province's demonic path all by himself. I was no match for him, but escaping was not difficult."
The Sword Saint was that powerful?
Yi Xiaofeng was secretly startled.
"You're a loyal and righteous lad, worthy of my daughter. Once your injuries have healed, follow me back to Su Xin Palace. On an auspicious day, the two of you will marry." The mysterious woman continued.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yanran's face flushed red, yet her eyes remained fixed directly on Yi Xiaofeng.
Yi Xiaofeng gave an awkward smile, then asked, "What is the origin of Su Xin Palace? And who exactly is Wei Qixin? Is that you, or Yanran's father?"
The name Su Xin Palace...
It sounds like a nunnery.
"Wei Qixin is indeed my name. Su Xin Palace is one of Da Qian Province's Demonic Path Five Heroes. Would you say we're formidable or not?" the mysterious woman answered.
Da Qian Province, the Demonic Path Five Heroes!
Yi Xiaofeng had learned before that this place was located in the Wu Kingdom of Da Qian Province.
Da Qian Province was vast, with three great dynasties: the Wu Kingdom, Northern Wei, and Southern Qin.
For centuries, the Three Great Dynasties had often clashed, but whenever a dynasty from another province invaded, they would join forces.
The same was true in other major provinces.
The Wu Kingdom had an enormous population and vast territory, as well as many cultivation sects and clans.
"Your aptitude is merely average, but fortunately, you're clean and pure, and you've never cultivated any other techniques. From now on, cultivate the Nine Nether Prajna Skill. The Nine Nether Prajna Skill is a Demonic Divine Art. Three hundred years ago, Nine Nether True Man relied on the Nine Nether Prajna Skill to roam freely across seven provinces. Even old Nascent Soul monsters were no match for him, and the Nine Nether Prajna Skill rose to the altar in one stroke." Wei Qixin examined Yi Xiaofeng as she spoke seriously.
Wang Yanran beamed. "Great, great! Master, why not pass all the remaining techniques to him too?"
Wei Qixin rolled her eyes at her. Before she had even married out, she was already taking her husband's side.
Yi Xiaofeng remained silent and did not refuse.
He was extremely excited inside, but he could not show it, lest he look embarrassing.
The viewers in the livestream, meanwhile, were green with envy:
"He didn't die from that? And he still got a divine art?"
"Holy crap, does this count as soaring straight into the sky?"
"The other contestants are still foolishly investigating the case, while Brother Yi has already become the young palace master of one of the Demonic Path Five Heroes. The gap is on a whole different level!"
"I don't want to work hard anymore either. Auntie Wei, do you have any other daughters?"
"Auntie Wei: What do you think of me?"
"Awesome! The Nine Nether Prajna Skill is this powerful? Yi Xiaofeng is going to become the number one player in the Heavenly Dao Immortal Hero Game!"
For the rest of the night, Yi Xiaofeng rested.
Every so often, he would hear notifications of contestants being eliminated.
It seemed that fierce fighting was still underway in Pure Yang City.
It was worth mentioning that Tang Yiqian was still alive.
Wang Yanran could never bring herself to kill Tang Yiqian. After all, Tang Yiqian could also be considered a victim in this matter.
Yi Xiaofeng did not object. Instead, he was rather pleased.
If Tang Yiqian survived, he could complete another Side Quest worth five hundred points.
Yi Xiaofeng could not return to Pure Yang City now and had no way to earn more points. He could only pray for as many other contestants as possible to die, so he could enter the top ten and register for the next recording session.
Judging by the current situation, fewer than ten contestants might remain by the end.
As long as Yi Xiaofeng survived until the end, he still had a good chance!
A night passed.
Yi Xiaofeng's injuries recovered considerably.
He began cultivating the first layer of the Nine Nether Prajna Skill's mental method.
The Nine Nether Prajna Skill was a pure cultivation technique, focused on spiritual power. It was far more profound than the Qi Gathering method of the Pure Yang Five Swords Technique.
Yi Xiaofeng pondered over it for an entire morning without finding his way in.
He stood and stretched lazily.
Wei Qixin and Wang Yanran were cultivating beneath a tree some distance away. Tang Yiqian lay beside them, motionless as a corpse. Wei Qixin had already sealed her, leaving her in a deep sleep.
Yi Xiaofeng surveyed the surroundings. Mountains encircled the area, while forests flickered in and out of view through the heavy fog.
By webnovel logic, a valley like this probably hides some fortuitous opportunity.
Yi Xiaofeng thought silently, then began wandering about with eager anticipation.
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