"Ah!"
"There's a handsome guy!"
A group of female disciples from Yaochi bit their silver teeth, their faces blushed, and they gazed at Ning Tian with wide eyes.
"A handsome guy???"
Su Xing's face changed, and his brows furrowed suddenly. This scenario seemed quite different from the script he had imagined.
"So handsome!"
"Right, right, much more handsome than that pretty boy we saw just now!"
"…"
Su Xing's complexion turned extremely ugly, shaking with anger, and he felt profoundly imbalanced.
Without saying, this must be the influence of Ning Tian's enchanting physique. It had to be said, this enchanting physique was indeed very useful at crucial times!
"No, there's no need."
"Who dares to intrude into my Xian Ling Spring?"
At this moment, a low shout arose as the aura of a Heavenly Venerable Realm exploded. Elder Qinglin's gaze fell on Ning Tian, and an imposing momentum sought to press down on him directly.
"A Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouse?"
Ning Tian was surprised.
"Elder Qinglin, hold on!"
At this time, the voice of the Yaochi Holy Maiden came from the sky, and the precious carriage drawn by a celestial steed landed on the ground.
The Yaochi Holy Maiden gracefully stepped out from it.
"The Holy Maiden?"
"Lady of the Holy Maiden?"
Seeing the Yaochi Holy Maiden, both Elder Qinglin and the group of female disciples were puzzled.
Why had the Holy Maiden come?
"Elder Qinglin," the Yaochi Holy Maiden looked helplessly at Ning Tian in the Xian Ling Spring and then spoke to Elder Qinglin, "He is the legendary grandmaster of the Heavenly Demon Sect, permitted by the Holy Master to enter this Xian Ling Spring."
"The legendary grandmaster of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"
Hearing the words of the Holy Maiden, Elder Qinglin and the group of Yaochi disciples were all shocked!
Their gaze unanimously turned to Ning Tian in the Xian Ling Pool.
"So, he is the legendary grandmaster of the Heavenly Demon Sect who has recently gained fame!"
"No wonder he's so handsome!"
"You silly girl, aren't you afraid of the Empress?"
"…"
The group of Yaochi disciples chattered among themselves.
A glint of light flashed in Elder Qinglin's eyes, and remembering the events of recent times, his demeanor immediately became respectful as he said to Ning Tian, "I was unaware that the grandmaster of the Heavenly Demon Sect graced us with his presence, and I have offended you, Elder Qinglin, my apologies!"
"No, no trouble."
Ning Tian waved his hand dismissively.
On the side, observing Ning Tian receiving a completely distinct treatment, Su Xing was seething with envy.
What if Ning Tian was a legendary grandmaster?
He, after all, was the newly appointed Holy Son of the Heavenly Dome, the future ruler of the Heavenly Dome Sect!
Could they not even glance at him?
However, Su Xing could only vent in his heart. At this moment, all eyes around were on Ning Tian, not a single one looking at him.
"Both of you, surely you have come to test yourself in this Xian Ling Spring, right?"
Elder Qinglin looked towards both Ning Tian and Su Xing and slowly said.
"Mm."
Both of them nodded.
"In that case, please proceed."
Elder Qinglin made a welcoming gesture.
Ning Tian looked towards the cascading water of the Xian Ling Spring that towered into the clouds like the water of a great river descending from the sky, a hint of awe flickering in his eyes.
This scene could be described as a splendid view.
When the water of the waterfall hits the rocks below, it actually produces a series of celestial music!
Wonderful!
Truly, sublimely wonderful!
For a moment, Ning Tian was even somewhat lost in it.
"Hmph!"
Seeing this, Su Xing misunderstood Ning Tian's hesitation as fear, snorted coldly, and took the initiative to rush towards the Xian Ling Waterfall.
He wanted to prove himself to these Yaochi disciples!
What's the use of being handsome?
Only when someone is handsome and powerful is what truly matters!
As Su Xing charged into the Xian Ling Waterfall, the female disciples glanced at him, and immediately the corner of his mouth curled up. Finally, they were watching him!
But then, the very next moment, their words nearly made him spit blood.
"I wonder if the grandmaster can break our Yaochi Xian Ling Waterfall's record?"
"The last time, the longest was the Holy Maiden, right? She withstood it for a full three hours."
"I wonder how long the grandmaster can last?"
"I feel that, with the grandmaster's handsomeness, he will surely break the record!"
As they spoke, every other sentence was about the grandmaster, and Su Xing's anger nearly darkened his vision.
"Stay calm, stay calm."
"Just a bunch of women with long hair and short insights! Why bother with their opinion?"
"I'll prove to you that power is what truly matters!"
Su Xing snorted coldly, stabilized his Dao heart, then crossed his legs under the Xian Ling Waterfall.
He began to endure the onslaught of the descending waters.
The waterfall's heavy waters first fell on him like small pebbles, but as time progressed, it was like a procession of massive mountains bearing down on him!
The pressure was infinite!
Shortly after an hour, Su Xing began to falter.
"Ts-ts."
"It seems he can only talk the talk."
"Can't even hold on for an hour, not good at all."
"Compared to the grandmaster, he's far behind!"
A group of Yaochi disciples shook their heads in secret, looking at his state.
Hearing their words, Su Xing, already unable to withstand the pressure, let trace amounts of blood trickle from the corner of his mouth,
"Damn it!"
Su Xing clenched his teeth, refusing to believe he couldn't endure!
He began to circulate his spiritual energy.
Ning Tian gave Su Xing a faint glance, and then, under the fervent gaze of the river of Yaochi disciples, he approached the Xian Ling Waterfall.