"You only just got here. All the good stuff is gone already."
Watching Lin Langtian and the other two approach, Ling Feng smiled meaningfully.
None of them understood what Ling Feng was really getting at, however. Seeing the shattered stone coffin, they assumed he meant the Nirvana Heart.
"Qingzhu, judging by the state of this place, I imagine you obtained the Nirvana Heart?" Lin Langtian assessed Ling Feng's and Ling Qingzhu's strength and noticed a clear change in her, so he addressed her with a warm smile.
"You three were a step too late."
Standing barefoot on the Green Lotus, Ling Qingzhu replied softly, with grace and courtesy.
"It seems Qingzhu was the ultimate winner."
Wang Yan turned a seemingly provocative gaze toward Ling Feng and smiled pointedly. Then he cupped his hands toward Ling Qingzhu. "I imagine it won't be long before you enter the Nirvana Realm. Allow me to congratulate you in advance."
Ling Feng saw Wang Yan's actions and knew he still held a grudge over what had happened earlier, but he paid it no mind and kept smiling.
Who would bother squabbling with a stalk of chives waiting to be harvested? After all, Ling Feng's sickle was very sharp.
"Thank you, Young Master Wang Yan."
Ling Qingzhu smiled faintly. Even with her veil covering her face, her beauty was still breathtaking, making the heat in Wang Yan's eyes burn even brighter.
The geniuses took turns offering compliments, but Ling Qingzhu was clearly distracted, her gaze drifting toward Ling Feng, sometimes deliberately and sometimes not.
Boom! Boom!
A succession of sounds of fighting suddenly came from outside the Stone Hall. The five inside exchanged glances, then stopped lingering and darted outside one after another.
Only after leaving the Bottom Hall did Ling Feng learn that a dispute