The main reason Ling Tian and the others had participated in the Cultivator Assembly and made Lingxiao Pavilion famous was to recruit disciples and secure the pavilion's long-term future. Now that Lingxiao Pavilion had recruited over a hundred exceptionally gifted disciples—and the various halls had recruited even more—and the sect's reputation had spread far and wide, winning first place in the Cultivator Assembly no longer mattered as much to him as it once had.
When asked whether he would go easy on Hua Min'er if they met, Ling Tian gave an unequivocal answer.
Without the slightest doubt in Ling Tian's words, Yao Yu chuckled. "Min'er would probably concede as soon as she ran into you, too. Our Mu Tian Pavilion has already recruited dozens of gifted female disciples, and its reputation has spread, so we don't need the empty title of first place in the Cultivator Assembly either. Besides, Min'er founded Mu Tian Pavilion in the first place for your sake, Ling Tian."
Ling Tian nodded, gratitude filling his eyes. Then, as if remembering something, he added, "But if I don't run into Min'er, I won't go easy on anyone else. First place isn't that important to me anymore, but overpowering all the other contestants, like Father did, would make for a fine story."
"Eee, Brother Tian, all right, hurry up and watch Sister Min'er," Lian Yue urged him, looking impatient.
When they reached the arena where Hua Min'er was competing, she was already fighting her opponent. Seeing who it was, Ling Tian smiled. "It's Linghu Han from Thunderclap Pavilion! Ha ha, looks like his run in the Cultivator Assembly ends here. The dignified Thunderclap Pavilion doesn't have a single person in the top hundred. How embarrassing!"
"Uh, Ling Tian, you're a little too wicked. Didn't you seal away all