"Can you beat him?" Li Qingxian asked Song Baige.
"Don't be ridiculous. I only placed second in the imperial examinations, not second on the Azure Cloud Ranking. Besides, scholars are all weak at the lower ranks. Only at the middle and upper ranks can we compare with these grand cultivators. There are no more than ten seventh-rank cultivators in the world who can stand against Bone Filth Child, and almost all are the top grand cultivators of the major powers. Put it this way: in a spar, he's worth a hundred lower-rank cultivators. In a fight to the death, he's worth a thousand. If he wants to take us down with him, not one of our six thousand-odd lower-rank cultivators might survive."
"He's that powerful? Surely not."
"Otherwise, how do you think they become grand cultivators, invincible within their rank?"
"What about the grand cultivators on our side?"
Song Baige said helplessly, "The grand cultivators practicing literary cultivation are all middle rank or even upper rank. The greatest literary grand cultivator right now is the current chief grand secretary, Zhao Yishan, invincible at the first rank. The grand cultivators from the other powers don't take part in these attacks. Who knew the Devil Sect would actually send one? Still, I doubt the Devil Sect sent him. He probably saw how badly the Ministry of Justice was suffering and happened to be nearby, so he stepped forward on the Devil Sect's behalf."
"He won't try to take us down with him either. If we really fight, our chances of winning are good," Li Qingxian said.
Song Baige said, "I have a feeling someone's going to suffer now that he's stepped in."
No sooner had Song Baige spoken than Bone Filth Child surveyed his surroundings, green rings of light revolving slowly in