The wind stirred, and the clouds began to move!
Six people stood on White Stone Beach, their clothes snapping in the wind.
As they watched Chen Mo approach swiftly, they all had the same thought: He's so young. This kid is truly a monster! In truth, they also had another complaint in their hearts: Fuck, I've lived all these years for nothing! At his age, I was probably still chasing girls somewhere!
Before coming here today, they had already investigated everything thoroughly. With their power and networks, anything that happened within Kyoto was easy enough for them to uncover if they wished to know it.
Moreover, these people were connected to several super aristocratic families. They were all Xiantian Third Order, or they would not have come to watch Li Ling and Chen Mo fight. Everyone hoped to enter the Bao Dan realm within their lifetime.
Everyone wished to reach a higher level. That was the aspiration of every Martial Artist!
Yet even Li Ling, the one with the highest cultivation among them, had shown no signs and gained no insight. More than a decade of tireless effort had brought him nothing but stagnation. How could that leave these old fellows at peace?
They were all Martial Artists who had cultivated up from being Ordinary People. They lacked neither perseverance, intelligence, nor resources. What they lacked was the opportunity to enter the Bao Dan realm.
But now, Li Ling had stepped forward and told them there might be another way to glimpse that opportunity. The old fellows immediately took action, willing to offer up resources in exchange for the chance to observe this battle, hoping to see or comprehend something from it.
The process of a battle—or rather, the process of a breakthrough—was a lesson and reference for everyone.
"Chen