Han Paopao Made a Name for Himself

"Spirit Nurturing Realm? He's actually a cultivator in the Spirit Nurturing Realm too. No wonder he only used one-tenth of his strength to defeat Chen Ming."

"Such a young Spirit Nurturing Realm is rare even among the six major powers. Could he be a disciple of a sacred land?"

"..."

Every word of the crowd's discussion below the arena reached Chen Ming's ears.

Thinking of these words, he subconsciously turned his gaze to Li Feipeng. If it weren't for this guy, how could he have offended a prodigy in the Spirit Nurturing Realm?

Li Feipeng was dumbfounded. He never imagined that Han Paopao, who had been Rogue Cultivator with him back then, would become a Spirit Nurturing Realm after only a dozen years.

Did he have some extraordinary encounter?

No, he must be a demonic cultivator. Otherwise, how could he have become a master of the Spirit Nurturing Realm in such a short time?

At this thought, a wicked idea had already formed in Li Feipeng's mind.

Regardless of whether Han Paopao was a demonic cultivator or not, he had to stick to that story, or he would be in big trouble.

On the arena, Elder Zhang was also stunned by the aura emanating from Han Paopao. The incredibly pure spiritual power emanating from him was something that disciples of ordinary sects could not possess.

"Fellow Daoist, who exactly are you?"

Han Paopao laughed and said, "I'm just a farmer from Miaomiao Mountain. I dare not accept the title of 'sacred.' Let me first witness your Gale Sword Art."

"Good!"

Elder Zhang paused for a moment. "Fellow Daoist, please enlighten me!"

As he spoke, he suddenly swung his longsword.

Clang!

Dao Sword appeared first, followed by a storm of Sword Qi that crashed down.

That sword strike was like a sandstorm in the desert, leaving nothing but desolation in its wake.

"Yin-Yang Dharma Seal!!!"

As Han Paopao spoke, he quickly cast a magic seal.

This is a technique he comprehended from the Yin-Yang spiritual power in the Longevity Art. The Yin-Yang Dharma Seal, with its endless interplay of Yin and Yang, can restrain all martial arts techniques and moves in the world.

This was the first time Han Paopao had used the Yin-Yang Dharma Seal in a fight since he had comprehended it.

A black and white magic seal appeared in front of him.

The moment the magic seal appeared, the Sword Qi enveloping the arena vanished without a trace.

With a gentle push, the magic seal flew towards Elder Zhang.

Before Fa Yin even touched Elder Zhang, he felt his hair stand on end, as if he were facing death.

I surrender.

Elder Zhang was a shrewd old man who knew that face was nothing. If he were to take this attack head-on, he would probably lose all his cultivation, if not die. Rather than be ridiculed and looked down upon in the future, it was better to admit defeat now.

Upon hearing this, Han Paopao clenched his hands, and the magic seal that was about to touch Elder Zhang's sword tip vanished without a trace.

"Thank you for your mercy, Fellow Daoist Han."

As Elder Zhang spoke, he took the storage ring off his fingertip and placed it on the ground.

"Fellow Daoist's cultivation is extraordinary; I humbly admit defeat."

For once, Han Paopao Heaven Piercer n't continue to kick Elder Zhang in the face, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist is too modest, I was just being opportunistic."

"Please wait a moment, fellow Daoist. I will bring that wicked disciple Chen Ming to you to apologize."

Elder Zhang remained respectful, showing no sign of anger or frustration despite his defeat.

This scene left all the onlookers completely dumbfounded, with only one thought on everyone's mind: What on earth is going on?

Aren't the cultivators of the Gale Sword Sect always ready to draw their swords and fight at the slightest provocation?

Why are you being so polite today? We haven't even seen you fight to the death, how come it's over already?

Chen Ming was dumbfounded. He hadn't expected to be humiliated again after already admitting defeat. "I'm so unlucky," he thought.

"The arena isn't the place to talk. Let's find somewhere else."

Han Ping didn't really intend to wipe out the Gale Sword Sect. Since they had already admitted defeat, there was no need for him to continue to humiliate them.

"Rational."

Elder Zhang was the first to step down from the arena.

Han Ping took the storage ring from the arena, and as for Chen Ming's clothes, he casually flicked them away, causing them to vanish into thin air.

"Senior Brother Han, you're amazing! You defeated your opponent in just one move."

Chen Qianqian was the first to step forward and offer her congratulations.

Han Ping laughed and said, "What's this compared to my senior brothers?"

Bai Qian said, "Not necessarily. Just now, Master said that you already have half of his demeanor."

Upon hearing this, Han Ping immediately cupped his hands towards Chu Feng and said, "Thank you for your praise, Master."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "I wasn't praising you, just telling the truth. Keep up the good work, and one day you'll be as famous as Chen'er and the others."

Upon hearing this, Han Ping felt a surge of excitement, thinking to himself: Can I be like my senior brothers?

The surrounding cultivators' gazes towards Chu Feng and his group shifted from disdain to awe.

Many cultivators were secretly discussing what kind of power Miaomiao Mountain actually was.

The discussion among the monks grew increasingly heated.

The name Miaomiao Mountain spread to the ears of every cultivator in the martial arts arena.

The story of Han Paopao from Miaomiao Mountain defeating Elder Zhang of the Gale Sword Sect is also widely known.

While everyone was pondering what kind of power Miaomiao Mountain was, they also secretly resolved to ask their elders about it when they returned home.

The Gale Sword Sect.

Just as Li Feipeng was about to tell Elder Zhang that Han Paopao might be a demonic cultivator, someone patted him hard on the shoulder from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a voice filled with gritted teeth rang in his ears.

"Junior Brother Li, look what you've done! You've completely disgraced our Gale Sword Sect."

"Third senior brother, let me explain."

Upon hearing that, Li Feipeng quickly turned around and said.

"Oh?"

Chen Ming asked with a gloomy face, "Then tell me, what do you want to explain?"

"That Han Paopao is a demonic cultivator. A dozen years ago, he was just Dao Foundation cultivator like me. In just a few years, he has become Spirit Nurturing cultivator. He must have obtained the inheritance of Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon."

As Li Feipeng spoke, he observed his third senior brother's expression.

Is this really true?

A look of surprise flashed in Chen Ming's eyes, but more than that, he was excited. If Han Paopao really had an extraordinary inheritance, then as long as their Gale Sword Sect captured him, wouldn't everyone be able to soar to great heights like Han Paopao?

"Nonsense!"

A sharp shout interrupted Chen Ming and Li Feipeng's conversation.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw Elder Zhang staring at them with a gloomy expression.

"This disciple greets Elder Zhang."

"Snort."

Elder Zhang snorted coldly, glaring at Li Feipeng, and said, "Do you know how pure Fellow Daoist Han's spiritual power is? It's practically absorbed from the very essence of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. If someone with such spiritual power can be a demonic cultivator, then aren't we all great demons?!"

Upon hearing this, Li Feipeng and Chen Ming were both dumbfounded, and even the group of the Gale Sword Sect disciples following Elder Zhang showed expressions of shock.

"Please punish me, Elder."

After they came to their senses, they said in unison.

"Snort."

Elder Zhang snorted coldly, "Let Fellow Daoist Han deal with you. Guards, seize them!"