The boy with the wine gourd got angry and opened his mouth to argue again.
But before he could even utter a word, Lang Ping gently placed her hand on his shoulder, applying slight pressure to hold him down and prevent him from saying anything more.
"Senior brother...?"
The boy with the wine gourd looked somewhat puzzled and turned around to see that his fair cheeks still had a slight flush from the alcohol.
Lang Ping lowered her eyes slightly and shook her head.
He didn't say anything.
It's as if they've said everything.
The Registered Disciple of Ximu Peak instantly lost the will to argue with the people from Longevity Star Peak. Only the boy with the wine gourd glared at them resentfully and said, "Consider yourselves lucky!"
Lang Ping, however, lowered her eyes, her mind churning with memories.
Senior Brother...
Come to think of it, he had a good period when he first entered the industry.
His master... no, he was the peak master of Longevity Peak, who treated him extremely well.
They treated him so well, like he was their own son.
Only after witnessing his talent did they change their attitude and become disappointed. As time went by, seeing his lack of ambition, they became increasingly dismissive of him.
This neglect gave the eldest disciple, who was already jealous of his being so highly regarded by the peak master of Longevity Peak, an opportunity.
Even knowing that Lang Ping wasn't particularly talented and posed no threat to him, they still continued to suppress her.
For Lang Ping, who had already lost the favor of the peak master, the contempt and suppression from the most talented senior disciple of Longevity Peak was a devastating blow.
It was during this long period of time that he gradually developed a Stone personality.
Only in this way can he make those who oppress him feel bored and stop on their own.
"Senior brother...?" A disciple from Ximu Peak nudged him with some concern.
Lang Ping snapped out of her reverie, still saying nothing, but her gaze drifted into the distance.
Sect Grand Competition...
He's waiting too.
He will defeat his senior brother and everyone else in the sect's grand competition to prove himself.
Meanwhile, in the Heaven-Gazing Secret Realm...
Feng Jingyu flicked the blood off her sword, her nose wrinkling slightly, making her usually aloof face appear somewhat endearing.
She thought with disdain.
The Heaven-Gazing Secret Realm opens at very long intervals. Inside the realm, in addition to guarding against other people, one must also be wary of sneak attacks from some Demon Beast.
It's truly baffling how these Demon Beast managed to survive for so long after that person's fall and oppressive aura.
It was supposed to be a forbidden zone for Human Race, but there were actually Demon Beast there, which almost caught her off guard.
Fortunately, she had the upper hand.
After killing the seemingly mindless Demon Beast that was driven only by its instinct to attack, Feng Jingyu exhaled and looked towards the Qionglou Pavilion not far away.
The desolation there was worlds apart from where she was now.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they're like heaven and earth.
The magnificent palaces and towering White Jade Capital palaces, one after another, float in the air, exuding an aura of immortality and unparalleled magnificence.
Upon entering this area, Feng Jingyu felt that the Spiritual Power within her body was dissolving as if it were a mud ox sinking into the sea.
Terrified, she hastily retreated, only to be attacked by Demon Beast. Fortunately, her Spiritual Power returned almost instantly, allowing her to defeat the Demon Beast and finally give her time to calmly reflect.
It is not melting.
Instead, it was suppressed.
After several attempts to probe and confirm, Feng Jingyu finally gained a general understanding.
Ahead lies the location of this precious land, as vast and boundless as White Jade Capital capital. It seems to stretch endlessly, and all one can see upon arriving here are rows of white jade capitals.
And they were all hanging high and floating.
With Spiritual Power suppressed, the ability to fly was also unusable. The only thing standing before them, waiting for them to ascend, was the ten-thousand-meter-long staircase leading to the Upper White Jade Capital.
It is also made of white jade.
But when Feng Jingyu tried to climb up, she suddenly lost her footing.
These white jade steps are clearly an illusion; no one can possibly step on them.
It was fortuitous opportunity chance that Feng Jingyu came here.
After leaving the valley, she gained many fortuitous opportunity, and her strength steadily increased.
After all, with her past experience, she could easily see through many of the fortuitous opportunity within this Heaven-Gazing Secret Realm.
But it wasn't entirely easy either.
Therefore, when trying to seize the fortuitous opportunity, Feng Jingyu made a slight mistake and accidentally entered the teleportation array, which transported him directly to this desolate wasteland. After walking for two days, he finally saw this only building.
That is, White Jade Capital.
Beneath those seemingly floating steps stood a stone tablet, also made of white jade. Feng Jingyu looked at the inscription on it, and her brows gradually relaxed.
"It's a selection process...?"
The Sword Intent emanating from the stone tablet, and the elegant style of the inscription, are unforgettable.
By interpreting the text above, one can understand that in order to ascend to this magnificent White Jade Capital, one must solidify the jade steps.
The only way to realize something is to prove it.
This is fortuitous opportunity for sword cultivators.
Only the Sword Intent can prove the Dao.
As long as you unleash your Sword Intent and leave a mark on the stone tablet, you can gain recognition.
The stronger the Sword Intent, the more white jade steps will condense.
Those who reach White Jade Capital's approval can have the restrictions lifted and ascend directly to the top as VIPs.
If one's strength is insufficient, Sword Intent is weak, and the condensed white jade steps are not strong enough, one will not be able to reach the top and obtain the final treasure. Of course, the trip will not be in vain; no matter where one goes, there will be rewards to be obtained.
The higher the score, the better the reward.
This is to be expected.
Feng Jingyu felt relieved and looked at the stone tablet.
The names on the stone tablet are densely packed.
The lower down the list, the smaller and more indistinct the name becomes.
The higher up the list, the more prominent and clear the name becomes.
The leader was named Lin Xuan, and his title was Sword Pavilion Master.
Feng Jingyu smiled dismissively, not taking it to heart at all.
As for Lin Xuan's name... Lin Xuan serves as the temporary Peak Master of Ximu Peak in the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect. Outsiders only call him Peak Master Lin or Deputy Peak Master. Only a few people, such as He Qinglang, know that his name is Lin Xuan.
How could the other disciples be qualified to know his name?
The time spent together was short, so it's impossible to know for sure.
Feng Jingyu completely disregarded the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect and had no interest in the power struggles among the various peaks, remaining oblivious to the world around him.
Now she was eager to try, and the smile on her lips grew even brighter.
She didn't care about leaving her name in the Heaven-Gazing Secret Realm, but the oppressive aura emanating from the White Jade Capital convinced her that there was definitely an extraordinary treasure here, and her heart burned with excitement.
She is confident.
With his talent, the only thing that happened to him was that he awakened his past life memories too late; otherwise, who could compare to him?
Feng Jingyu is determined to get first place in White Jade Capital!