The violent energy raged in the arena. When Zhao Feng saw Chu Di appear in front of him, he felt a sense of relief and then fainted.
“Junior brother, if I hadn’t obtained magical power by chance and was already in an invincible position, I’m afraid you would have really surpassed me.”
Looking at the unconscious Zhao Feng, Chu Di was filled with emotion.
Of all the disciples of the third generation, only Zhao Feng was someone he couldn't see clearly.
This earliest disciple started out with the same broad interests as him, and they actually followed the same path. However, Zhao Feng later found his own way.
Although he now possesses abundant true energy, he has yet to find his own path, and the acquisition of this magical power is merely a matter of chance.
Therefore, he couldn't help but envy Zhao Feng. It could be said that if both of them were at the Shattered Realm, Chu Di, apart from his exceptionally powerful magic, would be no match for Zhao Feng in terms of combat strength.
Chu Di understood the reasoning behind this. He had been searching for his own path for many years, but he could not find it. He once asked Meng Fan, but Meng Fan said that what others gave him was not truly his own. Even if he was told which path was right for him, he would not be able to figure it out himself. It would be a waste of effort.
This was a huge blow to him. He was talented and had a personality that refused to be second to anyone, but in this respect he was indeed defeated by Zhao Feng.
"Junior brother, you have no idea how much I envy you. Alas, it's a pity you've fainted, so you won't hear these heartfelt words."
As the storm in the arena gradually subsided, the crowd finally saw the two figures.
Meng Fan nodded slightly, indicating that he was very satisfied with the two men's performance in battle.
"Third-generation disciples should take Chu Di and Zhao Feng as role models, and from this moment on, they should cultivate diligently and not disgrace Yunxiao Palace when they go out."
With a wave of Meng Fan's hand, the previously violent energy on the field quickly subsided, and the world-ending scene instantly returned to normal.
Chu Di's injuries have fully healed, and Zhao Feng has also woken up. However, his injuries were too severe, and he needs to spend time recuperating to fully recover.
"We will obey the Palace Master's decree."
Meng Fan spoke softly, but his voice rang in everyone's ears.
"In this competition, both Chu's enemy Zhao Feng and others can listen to the Dao. The others can cultivate in the Cloud Palace and strive to enter the Immortal Realm as soon as possible."
"yes."
Meng Fan made a hand seal with one hand, and a radiant light appeared, creating a ten-meter square spatial barrier in the field.
When everyone looked up, all they could see inside was desolate mountains and treacherous waters, and utter darkness.
"This is a small grotto-heaven that I created on my own. It is about the size of Qingxuan and has nothing but hard stone surfaces. It is perfect for fighting."
"Everyone, please enter the cave. Whoever comes out first in this competition will be the winner. I have already set up the exit in the middle of this cave."
"No magical weapons or artifacts may be used during the competition. Now, the competition begins."
After Meng Fan finished speaking, he disappeared and ignored them.
The three generations of disciples were found by their respective masters, who were to take them along.
They knew from the rules that this was not a pure contest of strength. Although the cultivation levels of these ten disciples were vastly different from theirs, one person may be less intelligent than two, and a contest among fellow disciples would not be dangerous and would also broaden their experience. Why not?
After a moment's thought, the elders present transformed into streaks of light and entered the barrier. Before long, the area was completely empty.
After half a year of lectures by Meng Fan, Jiang Mu and Li Qing had made great progress. Now, seeing that the people from Yunxiao Palace had all entered the barrier, they were caught in a dilemma: whether to leave or not.
Li Qing's eyes darted around, and he said, "Grandmaster Jiang, why don't we go in and explore too?"
Jiang Mu frowned and said, "Is this a good idea? We're not from the Cloud Palace, so isn't it against the rules for us to enter?"
Li Qing was a shrewd man, and in a flash, he said, "Grandmaster Jiang, think carefully about what Senior Meng said. It did not say that only elders could enter, and they all brought their disciples in."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu recalled that Meng Fan had only told everyone to enter before leaving, but who knew if they were among those "everyone"?
Ignorance is no excuse. The two of them entered simply to witness the combat power of the elders of Yunxiao Palace and to strengthen their relationship. I suppose Meng Fan won't blame them for this.
Seeing that Jiang Mu was somewhat tempted, Li Qing continued, "Although our combat strength is nothing special, two heads are better than one. We can help come up with some ideas. Besides, look at how powerful the third-generation disciples of Yunxiao Palace are. What about these elders?"
Jiang Mu nodded and said, "Then let's go. It would be great to broaden our horizons."
Having made their decision, the two did not linger any longer and transformed into two streaks of light, shooting into the barrier.
At this moment, Meng Fan was surrounded by flowers, with beautiful women by his side. The surrounding area was filled with ethereal energy, with lush green grass and blooming wildflowers. Being there was like being in a fairy tale world, a truly enchanting place.
Lianxing, Lianyue, and Yu Min were playing among the flowers, while Meng Fan lay among them, a flower branch dangling from his mouth, a far cry from his serious and dignified demeanor outside.
The three women seemed a little tired from playing, and came to Meng Fan's side, saying softly, "Young Master, why haven't we seen you cultivating lately?"
Meng Fan chuckled and said, "Enjoy life while you can, for tomorrow you may die. Don't you understand the meaning of this?"
Lianxing lay directly on Meng Fan's chest and said in a sweet voice, "So, it seems that the three of us sisters have been delaying your cultivation, young master?"
"Hmph, am I that kind of lecher?"
"Yes, yes, young master is not a lecher, but he always carries the book Jin Ping Mei with him and takes it out to review it from time to time."
Meng Fan, without blushing or panting, said, "The images on there are exquisite, but how could you possibly understand the Dao of Yin-Yang dual cultivation?"
“Yes, yes, we sisters are ignorant and couldn’t see that it was the path of dual cultivation.”
Meng Fan looked up and patted her head, feigning anger, and said, "Hmph, you guys don't cultivate either. You've only reached the Void Transformation Realm after all this time. You've really wasted your time following me and are embarrassing me."
Lianxing wasn't afraid and laughed, "Perhaps your dual cultivation method is not yet perfect. Playing music every day can't increase our sisters' power. It seems you should spend some time studying it diligently."
Seeing that his lie had been exposed, Meng Fan simply stopped talking and punished him with his actions.
Petals danced in the flowerbed, soon forming a large bed made of petals. With a thought, the clothes of the group flew into the air, and screams suddenly rang out from the fairyland-like place, accompanied by a languid sound that echoed throughout the space.
Three chapters are omitted here...
Three days and three nights later, Meng Fan stood refreshed among the flowers, looking at the three sleeping women, and snorted, "Hmph, now you won't dare to make fun of me anymore!"
As they were joking around, Meng Fan sensed something and muttered to himself, "Hmm? Is Heaven issuing a warning? What's going on?"
His figure turned into specks of light and vanished from the spot in an instant.
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