Come, Let's Fight! Wait, Are You Out of Your Mind...?

Yu Shan materialized from who-knew-where, leaning back against a throne condensed of primal energy as he held out his hands helplessly. "Can't be helped. That kid Guanqi has put far too much pressure on them." Hong Zhi walked over beside the group as well, looking at Yu Shan with a smile. "Not hanging out with the little fatty?" Yu Shan chuckled softly. "Left a clone behind to play chess with him." The man's eyes flickered, his voice turning solemn as he spoke. "Li Guanqi really has put too much pressure on those boys. "News just came in. "Li Guanqi... fought King Xuan for three days and three nights." The moment those words were spoken, all of them were thoroughly shocked! "What? He went to the Fifth Domain really to challenge the Four Kings?" "He was able to battle King Xuan for three days and three nights?" Hong Zhi furrowed her brow, a grave expression on her face. Chan Kongzi and the others abandoned their usual cynical demeanor, all turning solemn eyes toward Yu Shan. Yu Shan shook his head with a bitter smile and spoke plainly. "I don't know the exact details either, but I heard King Xuan used the Heavenly King Transformation starting from the second day. "And on King Xuan's body... there were sword wounds!" As his words fell, gasps of cold air rose all around. Hiss—! Xiang Huaizhi's eyes flickered before letting out a sigh. He glanced back at Ye Feng and the others, offering a bitter smile. "No wonder they're in such a rush... "If Eldest Brother went off to challenge the Four Kings right now and fought King Xuan for three days and three nights, I'd be dying of urgency too." When he said this, everyone fell silent. Chan Kongzi clenched his fists and growled, "What's the damn point of putting on airs, then..." With that, Chan Kongzi shouted toward Cao Yan, several hundred zhang away, "Come on, let's go another round!" Cao Yan glanced at Chan Kongzi, then shifted his gaze toward that man. "Master, you're not joining in?" Xiang Huaizhi's expression darkened slightly. He nudged Chan Kongzi with his elbow and said, "Hit him hard. Teach this kid a lesson." Cao Yan grinned, strapped on his fist gauntlets, and walked toward the two of them. Ye Feng, meanwhile, turned his eyes toward Hong Zhi! Among these individuals, apart from Long Hou, only Hong Zhi gave him the strongest sense of oppression. Hong Zhi naturally wouldn't refuse, though an enigmatic smile played upon her lips as she looked at Ye Feng. Ye Feng frowned slightly. The smile on Hong Zhi's face sent chills down his spine. Seeing his reaction, Hong Zhi couldn't help laughing. "You rascal, you've probably never sparred with Li Qingchan, have you?" Ye Feng's face flushed. Thinking that Hong Zhi was a senior and surely had a reason for asking, he answered via a quiet voice transmission: "To answer Senior, we have sparred... well... more than once." Hong Zhi paused for a moment. Li Qingchan was a guardian of the Realm of Celestial Spirits; if Ye Feng had sparred with her, why would he come seeking her out? Time ticked by. Three breaths passed. Suddenly, Ye Feng's face turned crimson, and Hong Zhi's did too, her cheeks burning hot. Both realized what had happened. The 'sparring' they were talking about... wasn't the same kind of 'sparring.' "Ahem. So Senior meant... er... no, we haven't sparred." The atmosphere between them turned awkward. Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng cupped his fists in salute and said solemnly, "Junior Ye Feng humbly requests Senior Hong Zhi's guidance!" Hong Zhi composed herself, narrowing her eyes as she regained the aloof demeanor of a powerful bladeswoman. "Good! "I'd also like to see just how strong the monstrous sword cultivators of this younger generation truly are." With a flash, both vanished from the spot, heading into an isolated domain boundary to fight unreservedly! In the Fourth Domain, many cultivators were watching the excitement. An elderly man sat upon a floating island, drinking wine and sipping tea with another old man across from him, unable to suppress a chuckle. "These young fellows are truly something else..." The yellow-robed elder opposite him took a sip of tea and sighed in admiration. "Indeed. Back in our era, every one of these youngsters would qualify as an imperial scion. "A bunch of little madmen, all of them." The elder who had spoken first set down his wine pot, curling his lip as he glanced toward the young man clashing with Long Hou on the dao platform. "They hardly count as madmen. The real lunatic is that Sword Sovereign. "With a cultivation barely breaking into the late Tribulation Transcendence realm, he dared to challenge the Four Kings! "I heard the Sword Sovereign fought King Xuan for three days and three nights, and King Xuan was wounded." The yellow-robed elder's hand froze in midair as he stroked his beard, disbelief written all over his face. "King Xuan was wounded? "Tsk... If it were King Hu, I wouldn't be this shocked, but to think it was King Xuan." The old man opposite him took another sip of wine with a chuckle. "I heard King Xuan didn't hold back much at all—he even used the Heavenly King Transformation. "Hiss... Say... do you think that after sweeping through the Four Kings, the Sword Sovereign might break through, ascend, and challenge Sovereign Chen?" The old man set down his wine pot and shook his head. "Unlikely... Sovereign Chen's cultivation is unfathomable. For thousands of years, no one has shaken his standing; his status is second only to the Realm Lord. "For the Sword Sovereign to challenge Sovereign Chen anytime soon would be very difficult... Let him settle and temper himself for another few centuries first. "Ah, regardless, these young fellows are truly remarkable." As they spoke, the yellow-robed elder suddenly tossed aside his teacup, rolled up his sleeves, and said in a deep voice, "Come on, let's fight!" The wine-drinking old man nearly choked. He glared at him in annoyance. "Wait... are you sick in the head? "Both of us have one foot in the grave already! We were just discussing where to get buried two days ago, and you want to fight me?" The yellow-robed elder gave it some thought and realized he had a point. Supporting his sore waist, he sat back down. "Fair enough, haha." Unsurprisingly, Xiao Chen took a brutal beating from Long Hou. Yet the strength Xiao Chen displayed also made Long Hou see him in a completely new light! Had Long Hou not possessed seasoned experience, he might very well have been upended by Xiao Chen. Although Xiao Chen was practically half a disciple to him, Xiao Chen had clearly walked onto his own spear dao now! Xiao Chen lay on the ground panting heavily, covered from head to toe in wounds, looking hardly any better than Li Guanqi had earlier. It was clear Long Hou truly hadn't held back. Xiao Chen's eyes flickered, as though struck with an epiphany. Enduring the agony of his heavily injured body, he sat cross-legged and began quietly digesting the insights gained from the battle. Long Hou frowned, then sat cross-legged as well. It wasn't just Xiao Chen; through the battle with Xiao Chen, Long Hou had gained some insights of his own. Drawing from each other's strengths to make up for their weaknesses! Battling and sparring with others was meant to reveal one's own shortcomings. How much water a wooden bucket could hold never depended on the longest plank, but on the shortest! Constantly shoring up one's weak points—that was progress! Meditating with eyes closed, the corners of Long Hou's mouth curved upward slightly. The little fellows who had once needed the protection of their seniors had now all grown into eagles spreading their wings to soar high! Not just Long Hou, but Xiang Huaizhi, Yu Shan, and the others felt the same. Seeing those who were half their disciples surpass them brought only gratification and joy to their hearts. Generation after generation, passing the torch. Just like what Li Guanqi and the others were doing now. Zhou Shiyu, Qin Wushang, Xu Junlin... And after them came an even younger generation. Li Zixuan, Chen Xiaotian, and the rest.