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Chapter 371

A month passed quickly.

Su Hao was immersed in the miniaturization of the ‘Material Shattering Array’ and the study of the ‘Absolute Defense’ formation, unaware of the passing time.

It wasn’t until Feng Cheng cautiously knocked on Su Hao’s door that Su Hao realized, “Has it been a month already?”

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

Everywhere, there were figures of cultivators flying in the sky, all disciples of the Yunzhong Valley.

At this time, almost all the disciples of the Yunzhong Valley who were outside had returned to the sect.

Su Hao’s radar perception swept past, with nearly two thousand cultivators.

Excitedly, Feng Cheng introduced, “Senior brother, the arena is about to start! Everyone is gathering at ‘Shouzhao Slope.’ Today is the arena for Qi Induction Realm disciples, tomorrow is for Foundation Establishment Realm seniors, and the day after tomorrow is for Golden Core Realm cultivators! My goodness, I can almost see the duels of Golden Core Realm cultivators!”

The Yunzhong Valley was located in a basin among continuous high plateau mountains, and ‘Shouzhao Slope’ was the highest small slope in the basin, named because the sunlight first shines on the slope every day.

(TN: Shouzhao=First Sun)

It was very flat and spacious, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, perfect for planning an arena.

Feng Cheng added, “But Master has instructed us that before the arena, we need to find her. She also wants to take us to meet the senior members of the sect.”

Then, Feng Cheng lowered his voice, “Senior brother, I heard that the senior members of the sect might give us some gifts when we meet them. I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

Su Hao smiled, “Most likely not.”

Feng Cheng was puzzled, “Why?”

Su Hao explained, “If you just returned to the sect, would you think about bringing gifts to juniors you haven’t met?”

Feng Cheng hesitated, “Well, maybe not…”

But he still had some small expectations, always feeling that the senior members of the sect would give him a gift, such as a magical tool, or at worst, a bottle of elixir?

Just thinking about it made him ecstatic.

Halfway through their walk, Su Hao and Feng Cheng ran into Feng Ling. Feng Ling exclaimed excitedly, “I heard your ancestor has also returned! Come on, let’s go see your ancestor!”

Su Hao and Feng Cheng followed Feng Ling around in circles for a while, but they didn’t find ‘Ancestor’ Feng Hua. Instead, they bumped into Feng Yan, who was also looking for Feng Hua. Feng Yan’s eyes lit up when he saw Feng Ling, “Little Feng Ling, where is your master?”

Feng Ling also looked troubled, “I haven’t found him either.”

Feng Yan’s expression turned fierce, “That old thing must be avoiding this fairy. Hmph!”

Feng Ling said, “We can only wait until the disciples of the Feng Lineage gather!”

More and more people gathered on the Shouzhao Slope, dividing into six groups, each gathering separately, presumably disciples of the Yun, Yue, Feng, Yu, Chen, and Wu Lineages.

Su Hao then noticed the markings on the clothes of each clan’s disciples were different. The Feng Lineage disciples had three parallel wavy lines, while the other clans’ disciples had markings of ‘cloud,’ ‘moon crescent,’ ‘water droplet,’ ‘hollow circle,’ ‘solid circle,’ corresponding to the ‘Yun, Yue, Yu, Chen, Wu’ lineages respectively, making it easy to distinguish.

As for disciples like Su Hao at the Qi Induction Realm, they obviously didn’t qualify for these markings.

Since they didn’t see Feng Hua, Feng Ling didn’t idle either, she took Su Hao to meet all the elders of her lineage.

“Feng Wei Feng Cheng, this is your ancestor, Feng Tu, a Golden Core cultivator, a renowned artifact master. He can refine artifacts in just ten days, hence known as Master Wind Ten Days!”

“Feng Wei Feng Cheng, this is your grandmaster, also a Golden Core cultivator, known as Wind Golden Voice… because of his loud voice.”

“Feng Wei Feng Cheng, this is your former grandmaster…”

“This one is…”

Su Hao managed to make notes and recorded them in the system, but Feng Cheng couldn’t keep up. When Feng Ling introduced him to the sixth person, he was completely bewildered! His mind was full of “hello, grandmaster, hello grand-grandmaster…”

By the end of the introductions, his smile had become stiff, and he had forgotten everyone!

After walking in circles, Feng Cheng awkwardly whispered, “Senior brother, I didn’t remember any, did you?”

Su Hao casually replied, “Same here!”

Just as the arena preparations were about to begin, Feng Ling and Feng Yan suddenly turned their heads in the same direction.

They saw a blue light flying from afar, landing on the ground, revealing a man in a light blue robe, his long hair flowing behind him. Finally, he landed, looking at Feng Ling and Feng Yan with a faint smile on his face.

Feng Ling immediately jumped up, excitedly shouting, “Master, why are you only just arriving!”

Meanwhile, Feng Yan’s expression changed drastically, his face shy and coy, taking small steps forward, speaking softly, “Senior brother, long time no see!”

This handsome man in the blue robe was none other than Feng Ling’s master, Feng Hua, known as the Wind Flying Star because of his exceptional speed.

This transformation of Feng Yan surprised both Su Hao and Feng Cheng.

Su Hao thought Feng Yan would rush up and hug Feng Hua tightly when he saw him!

Unexpectedly, he instantly turned into a demure lady.

Su Hao shook his head in disbelief. Feng Yan wouldn’t attract men like this, he needs to be bold and daring! Of course, drugs could help too!

Feng Ling introduced Su Hao and Feng Cheng to Feng Hua, “Master, these are my two disciples, Feng Wei and Feng Cheng! Both of them are exceptional geniuses!”

Feng Hua nodded with a smile, his gaze paused on Su Hao for a moment, then swept over Su Hao’s shaved head. He thought to himself, “Indeed a genius, he even shaved his hair!”

In Feng Hua’s view, those who behaved differently from ordinary people were basically geniuses!

This was Feng Hua’s cognitive bias. He grew up among various geniuses of the same age, so he summarized his own set of standards for identifying geniuses! At the moment he saw Su Hao’s head, he determined that Su Hao was extraordinary.

However, this kind of cognitive bias was mostly accurate in Feng Hua’s world. Because someone like him, who stood at a sufficiently high level from birth, couldn’t interact with people much lower than him.

After the juniors paid their respects, the anticipated ‘gift-giving’ segment turned out exactly as Su Hao had said: nothing!

Feng Cheng’s hope of receiving a magical tool also vanished.

At this moment, Feng Ling suddenly wondered, “By the way, why haven’t I seen senior brother?”

The smile disappeared from Feng Hua’s face, and he said flatly, “He’s dead!”

Feng Ling’s face froze, her fists clenched tightly, then she let go, as if she had lost all her strength. Clearly, she had asked her senior brother to come back with her to take on disciples, then practice in the sect for a few years, but her senior brother didn’t listen, insisting on proving himself…

Su Hao was surprised to learn that Feng Ling had a senior brother! It seems that the Yunzhong Valley also takes on two disciples each!

Su Hao immediately perked up his ears, wanting to hear what they would say, but neither Feng Ling nor Feng Hua wanted to dwell too much on this topic, they just sighed and remained silent.

Many questions in Su Hao’s mind could only be temporarily suppressed.

Just as the atmosphere became inexplicably tense, cheers and applause were heard from afar.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and found that the arena for Qi Induction Realm disciples of the Feng Lineage had already begun!

Feng Hua’s face once again carried a faint smile as he said, “Let’s go, let’s go over and take a look too!”

The arena for the Feng Lineage was a circular platform, nearly two meters high and two hundred meters in diameter. It was imbued with formations, resembling a magical tool, extremely hard in texture, capable of withstanding attacks from Core Formation cultivators. As long as it wasn’t deliberately destroyed, cultivators could duel on it freely.

At this moment, there were nearly four hundred people gathered around the arena, all disciples of the Feng Lineage.

Su Hao and others were among them, interestedly watching the duel between two Qi Induction Realm cultivators on the platform.

One of them, a cold and arrogant youth with long hair, made a hand seal. A light flashed around him as he activated his defensive skill, ‘Wind Spirit Shield.’ Then, his hand moved swiftly again, pointing forward.

“Hum~swish——”

A long sword behind him instantly unsheathed, flying in the direction he pointed at, extremely fast.

“A magical tool?” Facing the long-haired youth was a sturdy-looking young man, who, seeing that the long-haired youth possessed a magical tool, was undeterred. He laughed loudly, also activating his own shield, then made a hand seal and pointed forward.

“Wind Bullet!”

“Beep!”

The anticipated scene of the Wind Bullet colliding with the long sword did not happen.

Both attacks went astray!

And coincidentally, both attacks hit each other!

“Ding!”

“Boom——”

The attacks of both sides were blocked by the ‘Wind Spirit Shield,’ emitting crisp sounds.

Both immediately stabilized their ‘Wind Spirit Shields’ with hand seals.

Then they started to exchange attacks.

“Watch my flying sword!”

“Watch my Wind Bullet!”

“Watch my flying sword again!”

“Watch my Wind Bullet again!”

Su Hao: “…”

Were these people seriously fighting?

Then Su Hao looked around and saw everyone else watching the duel with relish.

He felt like he was the odd one out!

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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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    Why fight like this!? Drink some cold soup and cultivate!
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    kids you'll see outside playin kiaa goal hlst lying hokage
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    اخيرا شخص عاقل في عالم الزراعة 😂😂
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