Fortunately!
Fortunately, he hadn't tried anything else while Feng Ling was asleep. Otherwise, there probably would have been an extra vacancy in tomorrow's Myriad Sects Grand Competition.
The oppressive force from before wasn't spiritual power, nor was it a Dao Principle; it felt more like a power of origin!
But...
Aside from the Heavenly Dao deriving origin powers, what in this world could directly cultivate origin?
At this moment, Ling Xiao's expression grew inexplicably solemn.
Even more terrifying!
The image of Feng Ling in his heart had now transcended the category of a mere demon.
But such a powerful loli... was unexpectedly someone who had never experienced the world. The simpler and purer the disposition, the harder it was to strategize against. Anyone who had experienced setbacks, even with a flawless Dao Heart, would ultimately have some desires. Feng Ling was different. It seemed she had never left the Glazed Ancient Tower, so everything in the world was pristine and new to her. For someone like that, it was difficult to truly tempt her with anything because she simply didn't know what was precious and what was ordinary.
"Sigh." Ling Xiao sighed, not daring to disturb Feng Ling again. He turned, walked to the window, and closed his eyes to cultivate.
The next day.
As the sky gradually lightened, Ling Xiao's eyes snapped open. The space within the entire room fluctuated for an instant, and Feng Ling had disappeared.
"Huh?" Ling Xiao frowned slightly. His figure flashed and instantly appeared within the Demon Suppressing Tower.
"Master!!!!" But before his feet could touch the ground, a miserable roar instantly came, startling Ling Xiao so much his body trembled, and he nearly drew his sword on the spot!
"You damn..." Ling Xiao gritted his teeth fiercely. When he turned to look, his eyes suddenly widened.
At this moment, Mi Yong stood in a place behind him, his appearance extremely disheveled. His monkey face was actually swollen like a pig's head!
"Wh... What happened?" Since Ling Xiao absorbed the Glazed Ancient Tower into his Soul Palace, although it blocked Feng Ling's soul probing, it also isolated the divine senses of Mi Yong and the others inside.
Was it Die Ying... or the demonic monk on the third floor?
"Master!!" Mi Yong fell to his knees with a thud, wrapped his arms around Ling Xiao's legs, and wailed loudly, "Master, I beg you! In the future, please, never let Lady Feng Ling drink alcohol again!!"
"Huh?!" Ling Xiao's mouth fell open, looking at Mi Yong with an incredulous expression. "You mean..."
"Last night, Lady Feng Ling returned and insisted on sparring with me... Wuwuwu, Master, I beg you, never let the Lady drink again!!"
"This..." Cold sweat instantly trickled down Ling Xiao's forehead. It seemed this girl's drinking manners weren't exactly great.
Looks like I need to change my strategy in the future. Otherwise, if she ever insists on sparring with me, wouldn't I be beaten to death by her?
To be able to beat Mi Yong, who is at the eighth level of the Divine Marquis realm, into such a state... that little girl's combat power...
Hisssss.
"Young Master!" Xiao Tu's voice came from outside the door. Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly. He withdrew from the tower and, looking at Xiao Tu and Fu Yunao standing before him, his expression also became somewhat grave.
With his strength, he naturally looked down upon these Eastern Frontier prodigies. Even if Xia Chen had a trump card that even a Divine Emperor would covet, he probably wouldn't dare use it lightly unless it was a life-or-death situation.
As for Nian Qingyun... Ling Xiao was now a Divine General with three Dao Principles. No matter how high Nian Qingyun's luck was, how could she be his match?
But...
Today, Xiao Tu was bound to challenge Xia Chen. Given the former's strength, this battle was likely fraught with danger. The question was, could Xiao Tu, using his methods, force Xia Chen to expose that trump card?
"Xiao Tu, in today's battle, don't be too hasty. If you can't kill Xia Chen, I can help you kill him. Preserve your life." Ling Xiao gave Xiao Tu a deep look, then turned and walked out of the building.
Hearing this, a dark gleam instantly flashed in the latter's eyes. He knew perfectly well he was no match for Xia Chen, but some grudges... weren't satisfying if avenged by others!
Today's Path-Enlightenment Mountain was filled with immortal radiance and vast divine sounds, a scene of bustling excitement. In front of the great hall at the mountain peak, a thousand-zhang green stone battle stage appeared out of thin air, vaguely divided into eight sections. In the very center, there was a raised platform, large enough to hold about a hundred people.
The Tai Xuan Dao Master and several Dao Sect elders stood before the great hall, coldly watching the countless prodigies and geniuses before them.
Today, after the competition concluded, the secret realm would open. But one had to wonder, among these Eastern Frontier youths, how many would live, how many would die, and how many would attain the Dao?
"Whoa, so many people." Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky. Looking at the sea of people before him, a smile also lifted the corners of his mouth. Among these thousand people, although there were some with minor luck, the gap was immense compared to Xia Chen, Nian Qingyun, and others.
Lin Xi hid at the back of the crowd, having once again changed his appearance. This piece of leek is almost ripe. This secret realm will be the beginning of his reincarnation.
"Everyone." Only when the bright sun hung high in the sky did the Tai Xuan Dao Master's voice leisurely spread. Instantly, the prodigies felt a tremor in their sea of consciousness, their eyes already filled with awe.
As expected of the number one Divine Emperor of the Eastern Frontier. His every word and action carried supreme majesty.
But at this moment, a faint smile inexplicably curled on Ling Xiao's lips. After the secret realm, this Tai Xuan Dao Sect is probably going to be in trouble. Whether the Tai Xuan Dao Son enters the secret realm or not doesn't matter; Die Ying will be going in anyway. When the time comes...
Dao Son, no!!
The Dao Son is truly... a demon!!
"The Myriad Sects Grand Competition begins today. However, this year there are simply too many participants... so our Tai Xuan Dao Sect has decided to change the rules. Do any of you... have any objections?" Wherever the Tai Xuan Dao Master's gaze fell, all the prodigies and geniuses bowed their heads.
"One battle stage, eight sections. I will randomly place you all within them. Ultimately, the twenty people who can remain standing in each section may proceed to the central stage to determine their rankings, win fame and treasures. Of course, these one hundred and sixty prodigies will also earn the opportunity to enter the Land of Fallen Emperors."
"Land of Fallen Emperors? So that's the real name of that secret realm?" Countless prodigies instantly changed their expressions. Compared to the name "Heavenly Origin Secret Realm," clearly "Land of Fallen Emperors" had more prestige and... was more intimidating!
But...
Since it's where emperors fell, there must be legacies within. So why had the Tai Xuan Dao Sect guarded it for hundreds of years without claiming it for themselves?
"Dao Master, this disciple does not understand. With this method, wouldn't disciples who are powerful but lack background face the risk of being ganged up on?" A prodigy suddenly stepped forward from the crowd, facing the Tai Xuan Dao Master directly.
Beside him, Lin Xi also stepped forward, clearly intending to voice his opinion, but someone else had beaten him to it.
Dammit!
Why do I never get the chance to stand out?
"Very good! You make a valid point. You may descend the mountain now. Does anyone else have an opinion?" The Tai Xuan Dao Master didn't even offer an explanation. With a mere wave of his hand, the prodigy who had been filled with righteous indignation instantly vanished from the spot.
"Gulp." Beside him, Lin Xi swallowed hard and quietly shuffled his feet backward a step.