The Book Supplier
Chapter 41

Lin Wuchi and Li Beiguo

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The two-day 'arena' stage of the competition concluded, and the top three hundred names on the new Dragon Ranking were decided.

It had to be said that this year's Dragon Ranking competition had been full of surprises from the very beginning, starting with Yang Chengzhi, who was initially predicted to be eliminated from the Dragon Ranking.

The first stage saw the defenders of the three hundred Dragon Ranking spots swept away, with over half of them failing to hold their ground; four of the top ten on the Dragon Ranking were also dethroned, and all of them were replaced by newcomers.

Currently, everyone unanimously agrees that it's hard to predict who will ultimately claim the top ten spots on the Dragon Ranking this time, especially for Xiaoyaozi, who has held the first place for two consecutive years; even his position is potentially at risk.

The newcomers are fierce! Hailed as the strongest generation in a thousand years, these newcomers have lived up to their reputation, sweeping through the entire Dragon Ranking!

Besides the newcomers, Yang Chengzhi, who was ranked at the bottom of the Dragon Ranking, has also become one of the uncertain factors in this Dragon Ranking competition.

"I heard that Yang Chengzhi's cultivation was only at Spirit Master Sixth Stage a month ago. I didn't expect him to break through to the Spirit Ancestor realm in just one month. I wonder what great fortune he stumbled upon."

The imperial capital at night is like day, with countless lights illuminating the city.

After watching the first stage of 'defending the arena' battles during the day, the audience dispersed to various parts of the imperial capital, such as taverns and entertainment venues, where crowds gathered, discussing the Dragon Ranking competition in groups.

The most talked-about person was Yang Chengzhi, the notorious good-for-nothing from Zhenguan Academy, who made a stunning debut in this Dragon Ranking competition.

After all, a rags-to-riches story is far more engaging than that of a genius.

"Who knows? Perhaps he found the tomb of some powerful figure and obtained his inheritance."

"Tsk, tsk, that powerful figure must have been at least a Spirit Emperor! Otherwise, how could Yang Chengzhi break through from Spirit Master Sixth Stage to the Spirit Sect realm in a month?"

In the path of cultivation, besides diligent practice, fortune indeed plays a role in how far one can go. However, in the thirty thousand years since the ancient era of the Azure Dragon, there has been no record of anyone obtaining such a fortunate encounter that allowed their cultivation to increase so rapidly! This isn't cultivation anymore; it's like drinking water, advancing a level every few days, even breaking through the bottleneck from Spirit Master to Spirit Ancestor.

Such an ability is something even a truly powerful figure could not achieve.

"I'm a bit envious of him. If only I could have such a fortunate encounter," a cultivator mused. There are quite a few dreamers in this world.

"Brother, do you want to be like Yang Chengzhi?" Suddenly, the cultivator felt a pat on his shoulder. He turned around and saw a young man smiling at him. Behind the young man stood two stunningly beautiful women and a young man in a white robe.

It was Ma Feifei and his group.

The cultivator was about to nod, but upon seeing the two women beside him, he completely forgot his previous thought. He tidied his clothes, adjusted his forehead, flicked his hair, and put on a confident smile, saying, "Yang Chengzhi was just taking a shortcut. How can we cultivators rely on fortune? We should be down-to-earth, relying on our own efforts to achieve sainthood, which is the true path."

After the cultivator finished speaking, he saw Ma Feifei purse his lips. One of the women behind him covered her mouth and chuckled, while the other looked at him with curiosity, seemingly very pleased with what he had just said.

Instantly, the cultivator's face became even more confident and radiant. Preening, he conjured a white folding fan out of thin air.

Snap~

In this early winter season, he forcefully opened the folding fan and fanned himself!

"Brother, that's not what you were saying earlier." Ma Feifei felt he should give the man a chance and kindly reminded him.

To his surprise, the cultivator's eyes widened upon hearing this. He turned around and yelled at his friend who was chatting with him, "Li Beiguo, was that you who said that just now?"

Li Beiguo was taken aback and was about to speak.

"No need to argue. We cultivators, with heaven above and earth below, cultivate the method of becoming immortals and walk the path of righteousness; how can we be like you, not striving for progress, taking shortcuts, and daydreaming? I, Lin Wuchi, am ashamed to be your friend!"

"I~~"

"You don't need to say anything more. From today onwards, we are severed. Our friendship is ended." Lin Wuchi looked up at the sky, cupped his sleeves, and wiped his eyes, appearing righteous.

"Pfft!"

Zhou Zhuling couldn't hold back her laughter anymore. She quickly stifled her laughter, lowered her head, and glanced at Ma Feifei.

"Brother, I concede defeat. Sorry to have bothered you." Ma Feifei cupped his fists, unable to take it anymore, and prepared to retreat.

"Wait a moment, brother." Lin Wuchi quickly grabbed Ma Feifei's arm and said enthusiastically, "Brother, I feel a strong sense of kinship with you. Why don't we sit down and have a drink together?"

"That might not be necessary~~" Ma Feifei's brows were almost furrowed together as he said awkwardly.

"Hey~" Lin Wuchi blocked Ma Feifei, opened his folding fan with a snap, and said, "Brother, are you looking down on me, Lin?"

"No, no." Ma Feifei shook his head.

Lin Wuchi glanced at Zhou Zhuling, smiled slightly, put away his folding fan, and opened his left palm. A string of necklaces instantly appeared in his palm.

The beads were purple, ninety-nine in total, emitting a faint spiritual power fluctuation.

"This is a Third-tier Spirit Artifact, the Youthful Appearance Pearl. As long as you wear it, it can make your skin like jade and your appearance eternally youthful." Lin Wuchi swayed the Youthful Appearance Pearl in his palm, and under the lamplight, it emitted a crystalline glow.

Hearing "skin like jade" and "appearance eternally youthful," Zhou Zhuling's eyes lit up. Yun Qingyang still looked as lifeless as ever, standing there with her sword.

Seeing Lin Wuchi take out the Youthful Appearance Pearl, Ma Feifei knew exactly what he was up to! He immediately felt unhappy. Damn it, I wanted to help you out, but you're trying to steal my girl!

He was about to tell Yun Qingyang to beat this guy up, but before he could, Lin Wuchi was kicked from behind, kneeling directly in front of Ma Feifei. He also lost his grip on the Youthful Appearance Pearl, and it fell to the ground.

"Lin Wuchi, didn't you tell me this Youthful Appearance Pearl wasn't taken from the tomb? Why is it in your hand now?" Behind Lin Wuchi, Li Beiguo glared at him furiously, holding a large saber in his hand, which still crackled with lightning.

Hearing this, Ma Feifei and the others thought, Well, there's a lot of information here!

Lin Wuchi, kicked to his knees, looked extremely displeased. Li Beiguo was truly detestable, making him lose face in front of the beautiful women.

At that moment, Lin Wuchi ignored the Youthful Appearance Pearl, got up, and yelled at Li Beiguo, "You brute, what else do you have besides some brute strength? I worked hard to find the tomb and break the formations; what's wrong with taking a little more? Huh?"

"Bah! If I hadn't protected you, would you have come out of the tomb alive?" Li Beiguo spat and said sternly.

"With your cultivation level, I need you to protect me? Ridiculous," Lin Wuchi sneered.

"Ahhh~~" Li Beiguo roared, staring at Lin Wuchi, and said, "I'll fight you to the death."

"Bring it on, who's afraid of whom."

"Let's go!"

As a result, the two exchanged words and shoved each other out of the tavern to fight one-on-one!

"Brother, your Youthful Appearance Pearl." Ma Feifei looked at their retreating backs, picked up the Youthful Appearance Pearl from the ground, and said softly.

"I asked, he doesn't want it." Ma Feifei turned to look at Zhou Zhuling and said very seriously.

Zhou Zhuling nodded, confirming Ma Feifei's statement.

"Then if he doesn't want it, it's mine." Ma Feifei glanced at the Youthful Appearance Pearl, held it in his palm, and handed it to Zhou Zhuling: "Now I'm giving it to you."

Zhou Zhuling's face instantly turned red. Her small hands fiddled with the hem of her clothes, and her feet were restless, playfully twirling around on the floor with her toes.

This was the first time Ma Feifei had given her something.

Thank you, Brother Ma.

"Oh, I can't take it anymore." Zhou Guanyu, who had been a background character all night, finally had a line. Facing Ma Feifei and his own sister's embarrassment, he was finally defeated, patted his forehead, and walked out.

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