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“Old Lu, don’t worry, I won’t make you lose too embarrassingly.” Meng Jingzhou acted with great brotherhood, declaring he would save Lu Yang plenty of face. Lu Yang’s face darkened. Meng Jingzhou, you really have no shame at all. I can’t bring out my Seven Stars Sword Set, and I can’t use Village in the Palm. Are you trying to force me to blast you to death with a mouthful of Three Flavors True Fire? Both the Seven Stars Sword Set and Village in the Palm were techniques he had used under the identity of Young Cult Master Lu, so they definitely could not be used in broad daylight before a crowd. The Immortal Slaying Sword Array was also reserved for Young Cult Master Lu, making it unusable as well. Against any other cultivator of the same rank, Lu Yang was confident he could defeat them without resorting to these trump cards. But his opponent was Meng Jingzhou; against him, there was simply no way to fight without going all out. “How about I take a step back and promise not to use the Bachelor Curse Fist?” Meng Jingzhou offered magnanimously. Lu Yang suspected that the reason no one dared fight Meng Jingzhou was that nobody dared face the Bachelor Curse Fist. If one were hit by it, the rest of their life would be reduced to the same tragic fate as Meng Jingzhou’s. Of course, Lu Yang was not much better; his Lu-Style Arhat Fist was equally terrifying. “…How about you don’t step back? Try using it on me, and let’s see whose fate is tougher.” Lu Yang had endured the trials of an immortal without dying; he refused to believe the Bachelor Curse Fist could harm him. Meng Jingzhou pretended not to hear Lu Yang’s words. He wasn’t stupid. That grandson Lu Yang stirred up trouble all day long and ran into endless opportunities. Who knew, maybe one day he would form a karmic match with a half-immortal or an immortal. He didn’t dare use the Bachelor Curse Fist on Lu Yang. “Old Lu, if you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as your consent to fight!” Meng Jingzhou gave a cold laugh. As long as they started fighting, it didn't matter whether Lu Yang agreed or not—it would count as consent! …… “Junior Sister Tao, it has been a year since we last met. I wonder how far your cultivation has progressed? You haven’t made zero progress, have you?” Lan Ting flicked her fingertips, sending out countless air vortices. These whirlwinds appeared insignificant, but in truth, an ordinary middle Nascent Soul stage cultivator would be gravely wounded upon contact. Tao Yaoye spun her umbrella canopy and pirouetted on her toes, warding off the onslaught of air vortices coming from all directions. Her movements were graceful and light, as though she were dancing. “Junior Sister Lan troubles herself needlessly. In cultivation, perseverance is what matters most; consistent effort will always bear fruit in the end. There are countless people in this world who yearn to cultivate yet never have the chance. Compared to them, I am already very fortunate.” Lan Ting let out a soft laugh and tapped her foot lightly. Faint rays of light illuminated the arena, assembling into several interlocking grand arrays. “Junior Sister Tao is certainly content with simple blessings. Speaking of which, you were actually able to invent such an extraordinary novelty as the Dream Bubble, which has become so popular in the mortal world. Seeing how rapidly the Dream Bubble has developed, Junior Sister Tao must have spent a great deal of thought on it. If you had devoted the attention you gave to the Dream Bubble toward cultivation instead, you might have achieved even greater heights than you have now.” Tao Yaoye smiled sweetly, her movements not slowing down in the least. Snapping the red paper umbrella shut, she transformed the umbrella into a spear and thrust it straight into the array eye of the formation. “The Dream Bubble is the crystallization of Senior Brother Lu Yang’s and my wisdom, and Senior Brother Lu Yang was the one who gave it its name. Without putting some effort into it, how could I do justice to the joint effort Senior Brother Lu Yang and I shared?” Lan Ting met the attack with the sashes of her dress, drifting between illusion and reality, overcoming hardness with softness. “I’ve watched the Dream Bubble several times myself. In particular, *A Bond of Longevity*, where a senior martial brother and junior martial sister tie the knot and accompany each other in immortality—it really has made countless onlookers green with envy.” “Illusions are like dreams. For Junior Sister Tao to come up with such an emotionally sincere illusion, who knows how many times you must have experienced it in your dreams? I’ve heard that those who master illusions often cannot tell illusion from reality. Junior Sister Tao, you mustn't follow in their footsteps and get trapped inside an illusion.”