The Aura of a Strong One

"This damn old ghost is such a fucking bully!"

Little Sword Spirit couldn't hold back any longer and started bouncing around.

This was the second time it had made a scene, drawing sidelong glances from everyone.

"After that old ghost gave him a hint, Hanyu cleared the trial."

The Three Spirits watched coldly from the sidelines. This had been expected from the start. Little Sword Spirit's setup could be complicated, it could be difficult, but it absolutely couldn't leave a loophole like this.

As far as the three of them were concerned, this was practically a free pass.

Hanyu had at least suffered at their hands, but Little Sword Spirit? It had only been a day, and someone had already cut through its trial.

What a disgrace to spirits.

But the people from the Central Continent were delighted. Hanyu had cleared the trial, which was good news for them.

They hadn't even finished celebrating when Little Sword Spirit suddenly cried out again.

"You piece of junk! He added another challenge on the spot! He's insulting me!"

That bastard Zhishou had given Hanyu a hint. Fine!

It could just accept that.

But what happened next was too much. Hanyu was about to come out, and the old man had actually added a new challenge at the last minute, dragging him back inside.

What was this?

Was its trial really so pathetic that it needed a do-over?

The worst part was that Hanyu was actually planning to join forces with that old geezer and insult it!

This was ridiculous!

What kind of nonsense was this? Little Sword Spirit could speak directly with people, so the Central Continent's powerful cultivators heard every word clearly.

Their expressions turned strange. Hadn't he already cleared the trial?

Why not come out? Why keep going?

Because Zhishou's