Duan Xiaomo, who was standing beside Ling Chuxi, suddenly tugged on the corner of Ling Chuxi’s.

"What’s wrong, Xiaomo?" Ling Chuxi asked curiously.

"Ridiculous!" Lu Chengfeng suddenly bellowed, completely bypassing Duan Feiyu’s statement.

"Come down and let Xiaomo go up," Ling Chuxi said.

Seeing Duan Xiaomo walk to the middle of the field, Duan Feiyu and the rest were stunned.

"Yes." Duan Xiaomo’s voice was as plain as a blank canvas, with not a hint of emotion in it.

However, since she had spent so much time with him, Ling Chuxi knew that though he seldom talked, every word he said had a point. If he said he wanted to fight, that meant that he was fully confident he could win.

"Lan Xinyu, get down from there!" Ling Chuxi barked at her fiercely.

Ling Chuxi was also curious about Duan Xiaomo’s cultivation; how miraculous could this Celestial Core possibly be?

Ling Chuxi, however, glared at her disapprovingly. ’You have already reached the Realm of Great Fulfilment and yet you want to fight with someone of Level 9 Battle Qi? Have you been abused so badly that you need to feel better by beating up others?’

"You?" Ling Chuxi hesitated for a moment.

"Don’t worry, he’s confident in his abilities," Ling Chuxi called out to Duan Feiyu.

"Alright then," Ling Chuxi said slowly after thinking about it. Since he was confident, he should give it a shot. That young man on the field only had Level 9 Battle Qi, and she, Duan Feiyu, Ling Yichen, Baili Han, and others were all present. Even if that young man couldn’t stop in time, they would be able to intervene in case of anything.

"Xiaomo, what are you doing up there?" Duan Feiyu raced onto the field, wanting to take Duan Xiaomo out.

"I want to compete," Duan Xiaomo looked at Duan Feiyu and said bluntly.

"I want to go up," Duan Xiaomo said softly, his gaze fixed on hers.

"Just be careful," Duan Feiyu murmured in concern and touched Duan Xiaomo’s head. He also knew the cultivation of the young man on the other side; as long as Duan Xiaomo was careful, he wouldn’t be in any danger.

Meanwhile, Lan Xinyu was entering the field. Along the way, Lan Xinyu and the others had become close to the disciples of the Su family, so they referred to themselves as members of the Golden Pill Sect too. Hence, nobody objected when she entered the field.

"What do you want?" Lan Xinyu looked at Ling Chuxi discontentedly.

"Xiaomo?" Although Lan Xinyu was a little reluctant to give up such a rare opportunity to abuse others, she obediently retreated after she heard Duan Xiaomo’s name. Nonetheless, she was still a bit doubtful. Xiaomo had recovered not too long ago, and had only been cultivating with Ling Chuxi for less than two weeks. What did he want to compete for? Wasn’t Ling Chuxi worried about him getting injured?

"Xiaomo, are you sure you’ll be okay?" Ling Chuxi asked worriedly. She wanted Duan Xiaomo to gain some practical experience, which could potentially raise his cultivation, but she also didn’t want him to get injured.

Looking at Duan Xiaomo’s calm gaze, Duan Feiyu hesitated.

After training, Duan Xiaomo’s Great Fist Skills were indeed very proficient, but Ling Chuxi still wasn’t sure about his combat strength. Cang Yuan had once said that his foundation was too weak, which meant that he should have a basic foundation, but Ling Chuxi couldn’t tell the depth of his cultivation. After thinking about it, Ling Chuxi could only attribute this to the Celestial Core. fr\eewebno vel .c(o)m

"No way! Second Young Master just recovered a few days ago, how much cultivation could he possibly have? This is rubbish!" Lu Chengfeng jumped onto the field, about to drag Duan Xiaomo away without any room for negotiation.