Shao Chengxiong burst into laughter, but the people around him looked at him as if he were an idiot.

The most dissolute young master in Blackrock City... How long ago was that?

"Senior Brother Shao, you haven't come out since your last retreat?" Wei Xiaotian asked.

"I came out of seclusion twice occasionally, but I replenished some pills and then went back to seclusion right away. What's wrong? Why are you asking this suddenly?" Shao Chengxiong then noticed that everyone was looking at him as if he were an idiot, and asked angrily and confusedly.

"Senior Brother Shao, cultivation is important, but if you have time, you should go out for a walk more often." Wei Xiaotian looked at this idiot-like guy with eyes full of pity.

"Wei Xiaotian, what do you mean?" Shao Chengxiong was irritated by his gaze and asked loudly.

"First, Mu Hanyan is not some playboy, but the eldest daughter of the Mu family. She is no longer in Black Stone City. She is now the young master of the Mu family in the capital. Second, she is certainly not a waste, but a genius in cultivation. She just has been hiding her strength in the past." Wei Xiaotian said.

"How is it possible? I've heard everyone say that she was a good-for-nothing playboy. How did she suddenly become a genius in cultivation?" Shao Chengxiong touched his head and said with a puzzled look on his face.

"So, Senior Brother Shao, you should go out more often when you have time. Don't just think about practicing. That's not good for you." Wei Xiaotian said earnestly.

"Hmph, even if he's not a good-for-nothing playboy, so what? After all, he's just the descendant of an ordinary family. No matter how talented he is, how much more talented can he be? He's nothing more than comparing himself with the useless second-generation heirs of the major families in the countries on the mainland. How can he be compared with the elites of our Holy Court?" Shao Chengxiong finally understood why everyone looked at him like an idiot, and said with a bit of anger and dissatisfaction.

Wei Xiaotian and Tan Tai Changqing were too lazy to say anything more. Wei Xiaotian had the same idea as Shao Chengxiong, as had Tan Tai Changqing's brother Tan Tai Xuan, and even many disciples of the Holy Court. However, after suffering from Mu Hanyan, or seeing others suffering from Mu Hanyan, their ideas changed.

Not only compared with the second-generation rich kids in the mainland countries, even compared with the arrogant elites of the Holy Court, Mu Hanyan can be said to be gifted beyond belief. Shao Chengxiong's words sound like a frog in a well, and he feels even more stupid than before.

Since he didn't believe it, they didn't bother to say anything more. Once he saw it with his own eyes, he would naturally believe it.

"Hmph, I want to see how capable she is." Seeing that Tan Tai Changqing and Wei Xiaotian were too disdainful to say anything more to him, Shao Chengxiong more or less guessed what they were thinking and muttered in dissatisfaction.

As soon as the words fell, cheers were heard from the distant hillside, and then a dark group of figures appeared in the field of vision, walking quickly towards the direction of the sky!

"One, two, three..." Shao Chengxiong counted them carefully one by one, with shock in his eyes.

Those arriving in such large groups at the Sky Curtain could only be the descendants of the guardian gods from the various nations of the continent. He knew the number of people; there should have been 109 in total. Including Ye Lanxu, there should only have been 110, yet the total number that appeared in his sight was 111.

In other words, not only were all the descendants of God's guardians present, but there was even one more.

Tan Tai Changqing and Wei Xiaotian were also a little surprised. Although they guessed that with Mu Hanyan there, those descendants of the gods' guardians would not have any problem reaching the sky, but after all, Ye Lanxuan would not act easily, and the danger of Beiyuan Mist Plain was too unpredictable. They thought that some manpower would be lost.

But it didn't matter. The opposite of the rule of strength being respected was the survival of the fittest. Since it was a training exercise, there were bound to be casualties. Even disciples of the Holy Court often died during the training. If they couldn't even pass the training in the Beiyuan Mist Plain, they would be doomed in the Sky Curtain as well. So they didn't think a few deaths were a big deal.

But they never dreamed that there were a total of 109 people, not only was there not one missing, but there was even one extra.

"Brother Zhuang!"

"Uncle Master Qinghe!" As soon as they saw Zhuang Ping'an, Sang Qinghe and others, several practitioners who arrived earlier came forward with cheers.

"Hanyan, I finally waited for you." The old man also greeted Mu Hanyan.

"Mr. Qu, why are you here too?" Mu Hanyan asked in surprise. The old man in front of her with white hair and wrinkled face was none other than Qu Shanling, the old charlatan.

"Why couldn't I come? I forgot to tell you that not long after you left, my bloodline also awakened. It turns out that I am also a descendant of God's guardian, hahahaha." Qu Shanling laughed loudly with a smug look on his face.

"But you are so old, why take this risk?" Mu Hanyan was happy for Qu Shanling when she heard that his bloodline had also awakened, but she still couldn't help but say.

In fact, there are more than a hundred descendants of the guardians of God whose bloodlines have awakened in the countries of the continent. However, those who are too old have missed the best time to practice, and the possibility of obtaining inheritance is extremely small. Coming to Beiyuan Mist Plain is likely to be a waste of life. Therefore, when the countries sent people to the Holy Court last time, most of them were under 40 years old, and most of them were young people in their twenties.

At Qu Shanling's age, there is really no need for her to take such risks.

"What do you mean by so old? I'm only in my forties. I should still have a chance." Qu Shanling said with a frown.

Mu Hanyan broke out in a cold sweat. Yes, this charlatan had dyed white hair and a face full of wrinkles. His real age was only about forty years old, not much older than the older ones in their group.

"Young Master Mu, you are here." Wei Xiaotian and Tan Tai Changqing also came forward at this time.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." Seeing this, Mu Hanyan knew that they were waiting for her specially, so she said politely.

"It's okay, it's okay. We didn't wait that long," Wei Xiaotian said, waving his hands repeatedly. Mu Hanyan had saved his life, so of course he wouldn't blame her for such a small matter.

"You are here too." Tan Tai Chang Qing said to Ye Lan Xun.

The two were once known as the saints with the greatest hope of succeeding the Holy Lord, but in the battle in Anyun Capital, Tan Tai Chang Qing was completely defeated by Ye Lan Xun, and from then on the two became strangers. This was the first sentence he had said to Ye Lan Xun since then.

"I'm here." Ye Lanxuan said lightly. Although he still had his habitual smile on his face, he still gave people a sense of detachment and strangeness.

Ye Lanxuan would only show closeness to Mu Hanyan, or her friends and relatives.