Duel

White Cloud Peak, White Cloud Sect.

In the plaza.

The atmosphere was now exceedingly strange.

The cultivators who had come to offer their congratulations sat cross-legged on their cushions. Though they seemed to be sipping Spirit Tea at ease, their gazes kept drifting toward Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan.

Their eyes were filled with an inscrutable look!

Silence blanketed the scene.

Seeing this,

Cheng Buzheng knew that what was coming could no longer be avoided!

At the thought, his gaze involuntarily turned to Murong Wanwan.

At the same time,

Murong Wanwan, seated on her cushion, saw what was happening and knew it was time to carry out her master's orders. Her gaze shifted to Cheng Buzheng.

When Murong Wanwan saw the faint smile on Cheng Buzheng's face, their eyes met, and they seemed to understand each other's thoughts.

She drew a quiet breath.

Murong Wanwan, her expression cool and detached, set down her teacup, rose, and looked at Cheng Buzheng.

"I've heard that Fellow Daoist Cheng has profound mastery of the Dao. I'd like to ask you for a few pointers."

"I wonder, will you dare accept my challenge?"

Though she was deeply reluctant to fight Cheng Buzheng—not even for show—she had little choice in the cultivation world.

At her words,

Cheng Buzheng knew this duel was inevitable.

After Scumbag Zhong had pulled such a stunt, this outcome had been set in stone.

Besides, he had already promised Ancestor Zhong. He simply hadn't expected the cultivator Green Wood Sect sent to be Fairy Qingwu, the very woman he had once saved.

The world was full of surprises!

This was truly beyond his expectations.

Even so, Cheng Buzheng had no intention of fighting with all his strength and revealing that he possessed divine abilities.

A faint smile on his face, he