"Hahaha, Old Fu, you've stayed on East Xun Island for over a decade. Looks like it's time for you to move on." The late-stage cultivator surnamed Wang, who had previously been easily defeated by Lu Xiaotian, looked at Fu Dongming with schadenfreude.
"Me moving won't do you any good. Even if I move, I'll probably end up moving to your place. Could they possibly give me somewhere too terrible?" Fu Dongming replied irritably.
The cultivator surnamed Wang was instantly rendered speechless. He had only been enjoying a moment of verbal triumph and had not expected Fu Dongming to regard his island as a backup plan. If he had known, he should have kept his mouth shut and chosen his words more carefully. The cultivator surnamed Wang hurriedly sent Fu Dongming a message through spiritual sense, promising him benefits in an attempt to make him change targets and take the position of the cultivator surnamed Zhang, whom Wu Yuan had defeated.
Fu Dongming fell into thought. As the victor, once he was promoted, he would not only receive a better position, but the victor's privileges also allowed him to appoint a trusted subordinate to inherit the position he vacated. He would even possess exemption from the competitions for one term. If Wu Yuan emerged victorious, there was naturally no need to think about the position he vacated, leaving him with little room to choose.
The other cultivator surnamed Zhang also saw what was happening and approached with flickering eyes.
In the minds of several people, from the moment Wu Yuan revealed the Flowing Wind Fan, they had already felt that there was no suspense left regarding the outcome.
However, strange phenomena appeared in the spacious arena at that moment. Wu Yuan hovered in midair, looking down at Lu Xiaotian with an