"Hmph! Your cultivation may be decent, but you overestimate yourself. You actually want to challenge our city lord? Get past me first!" Before Du Chengfeng could speak, the youngest-looking cultivator—a Middle-Aged Cultivator at the peak of late core condensation—gave a cold snort.
"Hey, hey! Senior Brother Li, that's too crafty of you! Are you planning to make me challenge this granny later?" Dong Santong had heard Li Xiaoya from afar and called out in complaint.
"Hehehe! These old bones of mine can't stand much rough handling. Let the youngsters compete." The old woman chuckled, seemingly unconcerned. When Dong Santong had vanished earlier, even she had been unable to sense his location. She certainly dared not underestimate him.
"Fine, I'll have a match with this fellow Daoist first." Li Xiaoya glanced around and shrugged, looking utterly helpless. Then he asked the cultivator, "May I ask your name?"
"Shangguan Nan." Li Xiaoya's attitude thoroughly irritated him. Shangguan Nan answered coldly, then leaped onto the high platform without waiting for Du Chengfeng to speak.
"Oh, so your surname isn't Du?" Li Xiaoya shrugged and jumped in after him, sounding puzzled. He had assumed all the cultivators present belonged to the Du family.
He had just watched Du Kang's fight with Dong Santong. Although Du Kang possessed some decent treasures, his own spell cultivation was nothing impressive. The only highlights were that his battle armor could actually let him fly and that he handled spiritual artifacts fairly well. In a real comparison, however, he fell far short of the Heavenly Dao Sect's late condensed core cultivators. After all, Du Kang was not a disciple of some renowned major sect, and his cultivation was truly mediocre. That was why Li Xiaoya had proposed testing himself against Du Chengfeng. From what he could sense, even Du