"Neither the Spirit Seeking Rat nor Zhen Tiancang was listed in this Insect Scripture. And Divine Strength Centipede was so formidable, yet it was only ranked eighty-seventh. As for Fei Qing, ranked fiftieth—hadn't I killed it without much difficulty that day? I couldn't see what was so impressive about it! This Insect Scripture... probably couldn't be taken as truth!" After some thought, Xiao Hua put the Insect Scripture into his storage space.
In truth, it was not quite as Xiao Hua thought. Since the Huanling Sect had compiled the Insect Scripture, it must have had its basis. Though the Divine Strength Centipede possessed immense strength, spiritual power was the main factor in cultivators' battles. Unless the Divine Strength Centipede could rely on absolute strength to break techniques with force, it was useless. Fei Qing, meanwhile, was incredibly fast, and in cultivator battles its usefulness far surpassed that of the Divine Strength Centipede. Naturally, it was ranked higher.
Just then, the restriction in Xiao Hua's room trembled. "Hehe, Senior Brother Gan must have come looking for me!" Xiao Hua leaped down from the cloud bed, checked that there were no loose ends in the room, then took out his command plaque and withdrew the restriction.
Sure enough, Qian Diheng stood outside. When he saw Xiao Hua open the door, he smiled. "Junior Brother Xiao, my matter has been brought to a perfect conclusion."
As he spoke, he entered the room, swept it with his divine sense, and patted his storage pouch. He took out a three-pronged fork over a foot long. Its three sharp prongs gleamed faintly with different lights, while fine runes flowed within those lights.
"How is this Minghao Halberd of mine?" Qian Diheng showed it off as he lightly swung it. With a slight urging of his spiritual