"Greetings, Senior Qiao!"
He Pingsheng walked over to Daoist Nun Qiao and respectfully bowed.
Daoist Nun Qiao wore a kindly expression. "Good... I'm glad you came. I thought you wouldn't be able to reach the Tenth Layer!"
"To think you actually made it!"
Daoist Nun Qiao looked welcoming, but inwardly, she was rather astonished.
She truly had not expected someone with He Pingsheng's aptitude to reach the Tenth Layer of the Qi Refining Stage within three years.
"Sit down. There's still some time before the match begins!"
"Regulate your breathing first!"
Daoist Nun Qiao's feelings were complicated.
Deep down, she had actually hoped the two sides would agree to a fight to the death.
If Xiao Xuan simply killed He Pingsheng, my niece's inner demon would be gone.
Yet, for reasons she could not explain, a faint glimmer of hope for He Pingsheng had arisen in her heart.
She hoped He Pingsheng could defeat Xiao Xuan.
Even though she knew it was impossible.
"Pingsheng!" Qiao Huizhu pulled He Pingsheng down to sit beside her and asked softly, "How are your preparations?"
Before He Pingsheng could answer, she hurried on, "Don't be nervous. Just handle things as you normally would!"
"Although Xiao Xuan has a Void Spirit Root that only appears once in ten thousand years, and he can imitate countless spirit roots and cast all sorts of spells, it's nothing to worry about!"
"As long as you fight steadily, you'll be fine!"
"The Void Spirit Root only makes his cultivation faster and gives him countless variations. It doesn't grant him overwhelming magic power!"
"You're both at the Tenth Layer. His spiritual power might not be much greater than yours!"
"Don't worry about winning or losing. Staying alive is what matters most!"
"Mm!" He Pingsheng nodded. "Don't worry. I'll give it