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    Chapter 371

    A month passed in the blink of an eye.

    Su Hao had completely immersed himself in miniaturizing the Material Shattering Array and researching an Absolute Defense Formation, paying no attention to the passage of time.

    Only when Feng Cheng cautiously knocked on his door did Su Hao suddenly realize,

    "Has another month already passed?"

    After saving the progress of his research, Su Hao stepped out with Feng Cheng and left Luanshi Peak.

    Throughout Yunzhong Valley, cultivators could be seen flying through the sky.

    They were all disciples returning to the sect.

    At this moment, nearly every disciple stationed outside had come back for the grand gathering.

    Su Hao swept his radar across the surroundings.

    There were nearly two thousand cultivators.

    Feng Cheng excitedly explained,

    "Senior Brother, the Senior Brother Token Competition is about to begin!"

    "Everyone is gathering at Shouzhao Slope."

    "Today's matches are for Qi Induction Realm disciples."

    "Tomorrow is for the Foundation Establishment Realm."

    "And the day after that will be the Golden Core Realm competition!"

    "My goodness... we'll actually get to watch Golden Core cultivators fight!"

    Shouzhao Slope was the highest hill within the basin where Yunzhong Valley was located.

    Every morning, it was the first place touched by sunlight, hence its name.

    The area was broad and level, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people, making it the perfect venue for the competition.

    Feng Cheng lowered his voice mysteriously.

    "Oh, right."

    "Master told us to find her before the competition begins."

    "She wants to introduce us to the sect elders."

    Then he whispered even more quietly,

    "I heard..."

    "...that the elders usually give gifts when meeting juniors for the first time."

    "I wonder if it's true."

    Su Hao smiled faintly.

    "Probably not."

    Feng Cheng blinked.

    "Why?"

    Su Hao replied,

    "If you had just returned to the sect, would your first thought be to prepare gifts for juniors you've never even met?"

    Feng Cheng thought for a moment.

    "...Probably not."

    Even so...

    He still couldn't help feeling hopeful.

    What if an elder casually handed him a magic artifact?

    Or at least a bottle of medicinal pills?

    Just imagining it made him excited.


    ---

    Before they had gone very far, they met Feng Ling.

    The moment she saw them, she exclaimed excitedly,

    "I heard your Grandmaster has returned!"

    "Come quickly!"

    "Let's go meet your Grandmaster!"

    The three of them wandered around the sect for quite some time searching for Feng Hua.

    Instead of finding him...

    They unexpectedly ran into Feng Yan, who also seemed to be looking for Feng Hua.

    The moment Feng Yan saw Feng Ling, his eyes lit up.

    "Little Feng Ling."

    "Where's your Master?"

    Feng Ling looked equally helpless.

    "I haven't found him either."

    Feng Yan immediately puffed up in anger.

    "Hmph!"

    "That old fellow must be hiding from this immortal fairy again!"

    Feng Ling could only sigh.

    "We'll just have to wait until all the Feng lineage disciples gather."


    ---

    More and more cultivators assembled at Shouzhao Slope.

    Gradually, they separated into six distinct groups.

    The disciples of the Yun, Yue, Feng, Yu, Chen, and Wu lineages each gathered together.

    Only then did Su Hao notice that disciples from each lineage wore different insignias.

    The Feng lineage had three parallel wavy lines embroidered on their robes.

    The Yun lineage bore cloud patterns.

    The Yue lineage displayed a crescent moon.

    The Yu lineage used water droplets.

    The Chen lineage had hollow circles.

    The Wu lineage bore solid circles.

    It was easy to distinguish each lineage at a glance.

    Qi Induction disciples like Su Hao, however, had not yet earned the qualifications to wear such insignias.


    ---

    Since Feng Hua still hadn't appeared, Feng Ling didn't remain idle.

    She led Su Hao and Feng Cheng around introducing them to the elders of the Feng lineage.

    "Feng Wei, Feng Cheng."

    "This is your Grandmaster Feng Tu."

    "He's a Golden Core cultivator and a famous Artifact Refiner."

    "He can refine an artifact in only ten days."

    "People call him Master Wind Ten Days."

    "Feng Wei, Feng Cheng."

    "This is your Martial Grandmaster."

    "Also a Golden Core cultivator."

    "He's known as Golden Voice Feng..."

    "...because his voice is especially loud."

    "Feng Wei, Feng Cheng."

    "This is your former Martial Grandmaster..."

    "This is..."

    "..."

    Su Hao silently recorded every name into his database.

    Feng Cheng, however, quickly became overwhelmed.

    By the time Feng Ling introduced the sixth elder...

    His mind was already full of nothing but,

    "Greetings, Grandmaster..."

    "Greetings, Great-Grandmaster..."

    After the introductions finally ended...

    His smile had become completely stiff.

    He couldn't remember a single name.

    While walking away, Feng Cheng whispered awkwardly,

    "Senior Brother..."

    "I didn't remember any of them."

    "What about you?"

    Su Hao answered calmly,

    "Same."


    ---

    Just as the competition was about to begin...

    Feng Ling and Feng Yan suddenly turned toward the sky at the same time.

    A streak of blue light flew across the horizon.

    It descended gracefully before everyone, revealing a handsome man dressed in light-blue robes.

    His long hair flowed behind him.

    Landing lightly on the ground, he smiled faintly at Feng Ling and Feng Yan.

    The moment Feng Ling saw him, she jumped excitedly.

    "Master!"

    "Why did you only arrive now?"

    Meanwhile...

    Feng Yan's demeanor completely changed.

    His previously confident expression vanished.

    Instead, he lowered his head slightly, took several small steps forward, and spoke in an unusually gentle voice,

    "Senior Brother..."

    "It's been a long time."

    The handsome man before them was none other than Feng Ling's Master—

    Feng Hua.

    He was famous throughout Yunzhong Valley as Wind Flying Star, renowned for his unparalleled flying speed.

    Both Su Hao and Feng Cheng were stunned by Feng Yan's transformation.

    Su Hao had originally expected Feng Yan to charge forward and hug Feng Hua enthusiastically.

    Instead...

    He had instantly become a shy, graceful young lady.

    Su Hao couldn't help shaking his head.

    This won't work.

    If Feng Yan wants to pursue someone, he needs to be more proactive.

    Of course... medicine might also help.


    ---

    Feng Ling quickly introduced her disciples.

    "Master."

    "These are my two disciples."

    "Feng Wei."

    "And Feng Cheng."

    "They're both exceptional geniuses."

    Feng Hua smiled and nodded.

    His gaze lingered on Su Hao for a moment...

    ...before stopping on Su Hao's shaved head.

    Indeed...

    Quite a genius.

    He even shaved his head.

    According to Feng Hua's personal experience...

    Anyone who behaved differently from ordinary people was usually a genius.

    It was an unusual standard...

    Yet surprisingly accurate within his own world.

    After all, from childhood onward, nearly everyone around him had been a genius.

    Over time, he had unconsciously developed his own criteria for identifying them.


    ---

    After paying their respects...

    The long-awaited "gift-giving" session turned out exactly as Su Hao had predicted.

    There were...

    No gifts whatsoever.

    Feng Cheng's hopes of receiving a magic artifact instantly shattered.


    ---

    Just then, Feng Ling suddenly looked around.

    "Hm?"

    "Where's Senior Brother?"

    The smile disappeared from Feng Hua's face.

    He answered flatly,

    "He's dead."

    Feng Ling froze.

    Her fists clenched tightly...

    Then slowly loosened.

    It was as though all the strength had left her body.

    She had once urged her Senior Brother to return to the sect together, accept disciples, and cultivate peacefully for a few years.

    He had refused.

    He insisted on proving himself outside.

    Now...

    He would never return.

    Only then did Su Hao realize that Feng Ling actually had a Senior Brother.

    So...

    Each master in Yunzhong Valley generally accepted two disciples.

    Su Hao immediately became interested and listened carefully, hoping to learn more.

    Unfortunately...

    Neither Feng Ling nor Feng Hua wished to continue the topic.

    Both merely sighed.

    Silence followed.

    The many questions in Su Hao's mind could only remain unanswered.


    ---

    Just then...

    Loud cheers erupted from the distance.

    Everyone instinctively looked toward the source of the noise.

    The Qi Induction Realm competition for the Feng lineage...

    Had begun.

    Feng Hua's gentle smile returned.

    "Let's go."

    "We'll watch as well."


    ---

    The Feng lineage arena was a circular platform.

    It stood nearly two meters high and measured roughly two hundred meters across.

    Numerous formations had been engraved into it.

    Its hardness rivaled that of a powerful magic artifact.

    Even Golden Core cultivators could fight upon it without damaging the platform unless they attacked deliberately.

    Around the arena stood nearly four hundred Feng lineage disciples.

    Su Hao and the others joined the spectators, quietly observing the duel.

    One contestant was a cold, aloof young man with long hair.

    He formed a hand seal.

    A layer of pale blue light immediately enveloped his body.

    Wind Spirit Shield.

    His fingers shifted again.

    He pointed forward.

    "Humm—"

    Whoosh!

    The flying sword strapped to his back instantly shot into the air, streaking toward his opponent with incredible speed.

    "A magic artifact?"

    Facing him stood a sturdy young man.

    Seeing the incoming flying sword, he showed no fear.

    Instead, he laughed loudly.

    He activated his own Wind Spirit Shield before forming another hand seal.

    "Wind Bullet!"

    Boom!

    The expected collision between the flying sword and the Wind Bullet...

    Never happened.

    Both attacks completely missed.

    Instead...

    Each attack struck its original caster.

    Ding!

    Boom!

    Fortunately, both attacks were blocked by their respective Wind Spirit Shields.

    The two hurriedly reinforced their shields with additional hand seals.

    Then the battle continued.

    "Take my flying sword!"

    "Take my Wind Bullet!"

    "Flying sword again!"

    "Wind Bullet again!"

    "..."

    Su Hao: "..."

    Are they... seriously fighting like this?

    He glanced around.

    Every spectator watched with great excitement.

    Only Su Hao felt as though...

    He alone was watching an entirely different competition.
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    Aruzab
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    Why fight like this!? Drink some cold soup and cultivate!
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    Sprigan
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    kids you'll see outside playin kiaa goal hlst lying hokage
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    Meco
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    اخيرا شخص عاقل في عالم الزراعة 😂😂
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