"Climbing up bit by bit like this, he could stop whenever he wanted."
"If he lost, this trial would count as a failure."
"The minimum standard is Immortal King Fifth Grade. If he had never defeated a cultivator of that level, this trial would also count as a failure."
Hearing this, Xiao Hei frowned. "Even with so many Great Emperor inheritances, his odds of defeating an Immortal King Fifth Grade while at the Immortal Venerable Realm won't be very high, will they?"
"That is his problem. I only look at the result, not the process."
"Within three years, if he failed early or failed to meet even the minimum standard—"
"Then I would not take him on the trip to the Netherworld Epoch. Furthermore, I would reclaim control of the Sophora Blossom Great World."
Having received this answer, Xiao Hei turned to look at the palace.
"Poor Little Ma. The next three years won't be easy for you!"
The court assembly ended.
The many nobles all left in displeasure.
At the same time, the Sophora Blossom Great World and Ma Yuxuan became thorns in many people's eyes, splinters in their flesh.
Soon after, Ma Yuxuan's once peaceful life was shattered.
Assassinations, encirclements, isolation, targeted attacks...
All kinds of methods descended upon Ma Yuxuan and the Sophora Blossom Great World.
At first, Ma Yuxuan handled the situation with ease, but as the difficulty increased, he began to find himself stretched thin.
Although Chen Changsheng had taught him many things, there was ultimately a gap between knowledge on paper and reality.
[If you can't hold on, beg for mercy. I can allow you to be a coward.]
When Ma Yuxuan was nearly unable to endure any longer, Chen Changsheng threw those words at him.
After hearing them, Ma Yuxuan stopped