Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 60: Challenge the Instructor

Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Challenge the Instructor

"Xiaxia, you’re the best," Yan Rufeng said happily.

"Of course, in this world, apart from me, Xiaxia, you’ll never find someone as good to you as I am!" Xiaxia said with a sweet smile.

"Haha..."

Yan Rufeng laughed, "Xiaxia, in that case, how could I disappoint you."

A flash of light passed by, and before Xiaxia could react, her mind was suddenly flooded with a massive amount of information.

When Yan Rufeng elevated Xiaxia’s cultivation to the Qi Refinement Realm, Xiaxia was startled and exclaimed, "Wow, Brother Rufeng, what just happened, why do I feel full of power all over, why do I keep thinking about going into cultivation, who am I, where am I, is this a dream?"

Yan Rufeng smiled and said, "Xiaxia, since you can cultivate too, how about you accompany me on a walk, chat, and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Wolong Abyss, what do you think?"

"No, I suddenly feel that the spiritual energy there is more abundant, I want to sit and cultivate for a while." Xiaxia turned and left the great hall.

"Uh..."

"Xiaxia, didn’t you just say you wanted to stay here with me, were you just trying to make me happy?" Yan Rufeng shouted.

"Brother Rufeng, you wait here, let me digest this powerful cultivation technique first, then I’ll accompany you..."

Xiaxia’s figure grew distant, without any intention of stopping.

Yan Rufeng shook his head helplessly and headed alone towards the underground palace.

"Boss, you’re here."

The first to see Yan Rufeng was the chubby ghost Old Yan, who walked over.

Then the remaining seven chubby ghosts followed shouting, "Boss, where have you been lately, we missed you terribly."

"Is it comfortable living here?" Yan Rufeng asked.

"Hehe..."

The chubby ghost Old Yan laughed, "Not just comfortable, it’s an incomparable enjoyment."

Yan Rufeng looked at the eight happy ghosts and said, "Now that the construction of Wolong Abyss is completed, you can cultivate in peace. When you reach the level of Ghost Kings, I will take you to the underworld for some training."

"Boss, you really intend to take us to the underworld?" one of the chubby ghosts asked excitedly.

"Of course."

"Haha..."

The eight ghosts laughed happily, "Boss, to go to the underworld with you sooner, we’ll start cultivating right away."

Yan Rufeng looked at the eight ghosts who were peacefully cultivating, nodded with satisfaction, and left the underground palace.

Near the spiritual vein behind the great hall, Yan Rufeng spread his divine sense and exclaimed, "Eh, this spirit vein actually produced some spirit stones."

"Haha..."

"Unexpected, the changes happened so quickly," Yan Rufeng murmured to himself.

"Sigh!"

Yan Rufeng sighed again, "It’s a pity these spirit stones are of low grade, can’t use them as the array eye for the mountain protection array, still need to wait..."

Yan Rufeng spread his divine sense again, found everyone was focused on cultivating, so he summoned a flying sword and left swiftly.

In the base, everyone was preparing for the competition in ten days.

On the training ground, more than two thousand people were getting ready. They stood in pairs, and with Instructor Ji’s command, the final selection began.

No doubt, the final winners were, of course, the thousand who had obtained the Taiyin Xuanmen cultivation techniques.

Wen JiaRen didn’t expect that the first base he had once led, with over a thousand people, would all lose, his face looked clearly embarrassed.

"Haha..."

Lu Mingliang laughed, "Brother Wen, looking at the current situation, what do you think about this competition?"

Wen JiaRen smiled calmly, "Brother Lu, this competition is crucial, it’s about overall strength. Even if we win the first round, don’t forget, there’s still the competition among instructors."

"So what!" Lu Mingliang said disdainfully.

"Heh heh." Wen JiaRen smiled, "Brother Lu, they have three bases on their side, not only with three high-level instructors but also two real masters, can you guarantee we’ll win the second round?"

Lu Mingliang clasped his hands behind his back and sternly said, "Ye Lingtian, Cheng Hui, Yin Zhiqiang, Fan Zhiwei, step forward."

The four men, brimming with vigor, their eyes shining with determination, like pines standing on the mountaintop, stood in front of Lu Mingliang.

"Good day, Sir!"

Their voices were like a bell, sonorous and powerful.

Lu Mingliang’s expression was serious and he asked sternly, "You four haven’t participated yet, tell me, are you scared?"

"Reporting, Sir, we want to challenge Instructor Ji!" the four said in unison.

"Challenge Ji Yun!"

Wen JiaRen was immediately surprised.

"Good, you have courage, I like it." Lu Mingliang laughed, "Brother Wen, they insist on challenging the instructor, you can’t refuse this, right?"

"Hmph!" Wen JiaRen snorted disdainfully, "I also want to see their abilities; since they asked, let them compete."

"Ji Yun, step forward!"

Ji Yun walked to Wen JiaRen, saluted, and said, "Reporting, Sir, Ji Yun is here."

Wen JiaRen then turned to Lu Mingliang and said with a smile, "Brother Lu, I wonder which of the four you plan to send to the match?"

Lu Mingliang replied, "For fairness, let them determine the winner among themselves first; the victor will take on the challenge."

"Alright, let’s do that," Wen JiaRen agreed.

Lu Mingliang divided them into two groups: Ye Lingtian versus Cheng Hui, and Yin Zhiqiang versus Fan Zhiwei.

Cheng Hui, facing the determined Ye Lingtian, said seriously, "Brother Ye, I don’t think I can beat you, but I want to know just how big the gap between us is."

Ye Lingtian said softly, "Brother Cheng, draw your sword!"

"Sword cries in the sky!"

Cheng Hui shouted, and his flying sword responded, emitting a sword hum and drawing a sword rainbow in the air, the sword light pointing directly at Ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian smiled calmly and said, "Not bad, but you’re still too weak."

"Mysterious Thunder Kill."

"Boom!"

In an instant, thunder and lightning clashed above Cheng Hui’s head, followed by dozens of finger-thick lightning bolts turning into a rain of swords falling from the sky. Cheng Hui’s flying sword, upon touching the lightning sword rain, saw its spiritual power being eroded at a visible rate, and Cheng Hui immediately lost connection with his flying sword, which fell uncontrollably to the ground.

"Clang!"

Cheng Hui’s longsword had fallen, and Ye Lingtian withdrew his aura, restoring everything to normal.

Also at the Foundation Establishment Stage, Cheng Hui stood dazed for a long time before lamenting, "Is Ye Lingtian still at the Foundation Establishment stage? With just one move, he could easily take my life. What a monster..."

Ji Yun frowned, looking at Ye Lingtian, thinking, "Ye Lingtian has only been cultivating for three short months, how can he be so fierce, how did he train..."

The match between Yin Zhiqiang and Fan Zhiwei ended with Yin Zhiqiang’s victory.

"Next match, Ye Lingtian versus Yin Zhiqiang!" Lu Mingliang commanded sternly.

Ye Lingtian defeated Yin Zhiqiang with just one move as well.

"Haha..."

Lu Mingliang laughed, thinking to himself, "Rufeng wasn’t wrong, this Ye Lingtian kid indeed is extraordinary."

"Brother Wen, let’s start." Lu Mingliang said.

"Next match, Ji Yun versus Ye Lingtian!"

With Wen JiaRen’s command, Ji Yun leaped and floated in the air, landing in front of Ye Lingtian with one foot.

Ye Lingtian clasped one hand behind his back and made a gesture, saying, "Instructor Ji, draw your sword!"

"This Ye Lingtian is indeed extraordinarily arrogant!"

Wen JiaRen’s face turned pale with anger.

Seeing this, Lu Mingliang smiled and said, "Brother Wen, I think Ji Yun can’t defeat Ye Lingtian."

"Brother Lu, don’t speak too soon, the results will speak for themselves after the match..."