I Concede Defeat (Fourth Update! Please Subscribe!)

Immortal King Xuan Zhu shook his head. "Sect Master Su, you are far too modest. Once this ceremony is over, why don't we sit down and discuss the Dao, chatting freely for several years? What do you say?"

Discuss the Dao?

He didn't have that kind of time to waste discussing the Dao with a brainless cultivator.

Thinking this, Su Lijing replied, "The Immortal King honors me, and I shouldn't refuse. But one of the techniques I cultivate has reached a critical juncture, so I'm afraid I can't spare the attention."

Hearing this, Immortal King Xuan Zhu shook his head in disappointment. Although Chongming Sect was nominally on equal footing with Wushi Villa, its members were nothing more than a bunch of lowly immortals with clouded Dao Hearts.

Within this Illusion Realm, no matter how unfathomably high one's cultivation or status might be, it was all as insubstantial as a mist, without the slightest foundation.

Of such a vast sect, only two people could see through the illusion and glimpse the truth.

One was Pei Ling, who was currently climbing the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder. But his cultivation realm was too low; for the time being, discussing the Dao with him would be pointless.

The second was this Sect Master Su.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't seem willing...

As Immortal King Xuan Zhu lamented, at the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder,

roars, wails, snarls, and the piercing whistle of blade qi tore through the air without end... Pei Ling kept climbing without pause and soon reached the ninety-ninth rung of the Blood Ladder.

He swung his long blade and easily defeated the Ghostly Being on the ninety-ninth rung, then finally stepped onto the hundredth.

There were no foreign beasts, demons, or Ghostly Beings on this rung. Only a Nascent