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After returning to his cultivation cave abode.

Jiang Xuan immediately threw himself into secluded, grueling cultivation.

He knew full well.

With his current Foundation Establishment Middle Stage strength.

Defeating Bai Ruoshuang, who was at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Would be no easy feat.

Yet not a trace of retreat crossed his mind.

The persistence in his heart and his resolve to stand by his feelings.

Made him steel his determination.

No matter how great the price.

He would win the match three days from now!

Jiang Xuan sat cross-legged upon a meditation cushion.

Circulating the spiritual power within his body, he began carefully sorting through the cultivation arts and spells he had learned.

He cultivated the Profound Heaven Sect's premier technique, the Profound Heaven Nine-Yang Art.

This technique was fierce and domineering, with astonishing power.

But Jiang Xuan had previously focused on accumulating spiritual power and cultivating basic spells.

He had yet to fully comprehend some of the profound spell techniques within the art.

This time, he decided to risk breaking through his current bottleneck.

And comprehend an advanced spell within the Profound Heaven Nine-Yang Art—

The Nine Yang Heaven-Burning Technique.

Once cast, this spell could summon Nine Yang True Flame and burn all things beneath heaven to ashes.

But cultivating this spell was exceptionally dangerous.

With the slightest misstep, he would suffer a backlash from the Nine Yang True Flame.

At best, his meridians would be damaged; at worst, his life would be forfeit.

But Jiang Xuan could no longer concern himself with such things.

He gritted his teeth.

Following the records in the technique, he carefully guided the spiritual power within his body.

Toward the cultivation method of the Nine Yang Heaven-Burning Technique.

As his spiritual power continued to circulate.

Jiang Xuan felt a searing force rise within him.

As though it would burn his body to nothing.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down Jiang Xuan's forehead.

His face turned crimson.

The skin all over his body was reddened by that scorching force.

Yet he clenched his teeth.

Enduring the agonizing pain in his body, he continued to persevere.

In his mind.

Moments upon moments of his time with Bai Ruoshuang surfaced without end.

Those beautiful memories.

Became the strength that kept him going.

Throughout the cultivation process.

Jiang Xuan constantly adjusted the way his spiritual power circulated, trying to find a point of balance.

One that would let him unleash the power of the Nine Yang Heaven-Burning Technique while avoiding a backlash from the true flame.

He tried again and again, failed again and again, yet he never gave up.

At the same time.

Bai Ruoshuang had not been idle either.

She, too, was preparing for the match three days away.

Though she was full of confidence in her own strength.

She did not dare let down her guard.

She knew Jiang Xuan's talent well.

If Jiang Xuan made a breakthrough within these three days.

Then this match would become full of unpredictable twists.

Within her own cultivation chamber.

Bai Ruoshuang repeatedly practiced her signature spell—the Ice-Soul Frost Sword.

This spell was founded upon her ice-attributed spiritual power.

It could condense countless ice swords.

Which shot toward her opponent like a raging storm, with terrifying force.

She cast the spell over and over.

Striving to perform at her very best during the match.

She also carefully studied Jiang Xuan's past fighting style.

Trying to uncover his weaknesses.

So she could win with a single strike during the match.

Time flew by amid the tense cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

The disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect all learned that Jiang Xuan and Bai Ruoshuang would soon fight in the sect's martial arena.

To determine whether their marriage contract would be dissolved.

For a time, the entire Profound Heaven Sect boiled over.

Disciples poured toward the martial arena.

Eager to witness the splendor of this thrilling match.

Around the martial arena.

It had long since been packed so tightly that not even water could pass through.

The many disciples discussed it animatedly.

Their hearts filled with anticipation for the match's outcome.

Some disciples favored Jiang Xuan.

Believing that he could create a miracle with his outstanding talent.

But even more disciples believed Bai Ruoshuang was stronger.

And that her chances of victory in this match were extremely high.

As everyone waited in anticipation, Jiang Xuan and Bai Ruoshuang slowly arrived.