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It would be a fight to the death!

Moreover, he was extremely arrogant and contemptuous, proclaiming that he was more than ready to show the Loose Cultivators of Ling Domain what a real heavenly martial artist looked like, mocking their alleged prodigies as nothing more than wild chickens and stray dogs before his imposing faction.

He even claimed that if Xu Yan dared not fight, he would have to acknowledge himself as a waste, and bow to the name of Lu Xinting whenever he heard it, as a token of gratitude for sparing him.

Under the instigation of the Yuzhou Spirit Sect families, Xu Yan and the Loose Cultivators were bound together. If Xu Yan did not dare to fight, it would result in the reputation of Yuzhou's Loose Cultivators being smeared as spineless.

Furthermore, he proclaimed that if he refused to fight, he should withdraw from the Martial Arts world. If he continued to cross paths with the Spirit Sect families, he would certainly face scorn and contempt.

All these maneuvers were merely aimed at preventing Xu Yan from evading the fight.

On that day, the news of Xu Yan accepting the challenge arrived.

Allowing Lu Xinting to pick the time and location, for he would surely honor the appointment!

In a moment, the martial arts world of Yuzhou quivered in anticipation. After many years, the legendary battle of supremacy among heavenly martial artists was about to reappear!

When the news broke out, martial artists even from outer regions came forward to witness the long-awaited clash of martial prodigies.

"Three days later, outside the capital of Zheng Country, it'll be a fight to the death!"

Lu Xinting set the time and location.

Outside the capital of Zheng Country, symbolizing a fair ground. Here, the battle among the martial prodigies would establish who stood superior!

In Yuzhou, except for Zheng Country which wouldn't partake in martial arts disputes due to its unique status, every other part of Yuzhou belonged to a specific Spirit Sect or family.

"Then let it be a battle in three days!"

Xu Yan accepted.

The capital city of Zheng Country swarmed with martial artists from all corners, eager to witness the spectacle of the martial prodigies' battle.

Because of this, Zheng Country had to lay down ground rules: martial artists below the class of Refining God Heavenly Man were prohibited from participating or entering the city.

Despite these rules, the city was bustling with life. Even the elusive Refining God Heavenly Man was occasionally spotted in the capital city of Zheng Country.

"Another battle of martial prodigies, huh. When was the last one in the Ling Domain?"

On a narrow path leading to the capital city of Zheng Country, an elderly man leaning on a walking stick showed a hint of nostalgia.

A young girl by his side, holding the corners of her dress in excitement, asked with a crisp voice, "Grandpa, were you one of the martial prodigies? Did you participate in the battle of martial prodigies?"

"Your grandpa, ah, wasn't quite a prodigy, certainly not a prodigy."

The old man fondly stroked the girl's glossy hair.

"Then grandpa, if you weren't a prodigy, how did you get to know so many former prodigies? You've told me about how impressive they were and how they shone in the battles."

The girl blinked, asking her question.

"Your grandpa was merely a follower of those prodigies."

The old man chuckled.

"I don't believe it! Grandpa, you too must have been an amazing prodigy. Otherwise, how could I be one?"

The girl pouted defiantly.

"Yue'er is a prodigy, your grandpa isn't."

The old man grinned.

"Grandpa, is this Lu Xinting very strong? Can I beat him? Should I challenge him?"

Yue'er was agitated and ready for action.

"There's no rush, Yue'er, you're still young. Don't partake in this battle of prodigies. Besides, these people from Spirit Sect families are pretty underhanded and untrustworthy. They play dirty tricks."

The old man let out a sigh while patting his granddaughter's head.

"Hmph, when Yue'er becomes more powerful, she'll be even more cunning than they are!"

Yue'er raised her tiny hand, making a fist.

"As for this battle of prodigies, we'll just watch and see. These Spirit Sect families might be luring someone out."

A glint of cruelty flashed in the old man's eyes.

The grandfather and granddaughter calmly proceeded towards the capital city of Zheng Country.

At Yuzhou's border with Luo State, a spirit bird soared across the sky, flaunting the power of a sixth-ranked spiritual beast without hiding anything.

On the back of the spirit bird, there was a small palace, its windows veiled by pink gauze. A melodious song could be heard originating from the palace.

Inside the pink palace, on a soft bed, a young man was lounging. He was wearing a colorful feathered robe, his complexion was pale, and there was a red mole on his chin.

On either side of him, two beautiful women were nestled. The one on the left was softly humming a song, whilst the one on the right's cheeks were flushed, and she was panting somewhat heavily.

"Have we arrived at Zheng Country yet?"

The young man lazily asked.

The spirit bird flying through the clouds turned its head back at them, and transmitted in a divine soul wave, "Not yet, but we have already entered Yuzhou."

"Alright, just don't miss any excitement."

The young man responded lazily, tilting his head and resting it in the beautiful woman's embrace. He appeared to have already fallen asleep.

Not far away, a Refining God martial artist was hurrying on his journey. Suddenly, he looked at the spirit bird flying among the clouds, and at the palace on its back. His expression transformed completely.

"That is... the Yu Ling Mansion of Qingzhou? Why has it come to Yuzhou?"

His complexion changed again and again; he hastily adjusted his altitude and steered away from the spirit bird's trajectory.

The Yu Ling Mansion of Qingzhou, one of the Transcendent Spirit Sects, why has it come to Yuzhou? Is it possible it came for the Battle of the Heavenly Chosen and for Xu Yan himself?

In Zheng Country's capital, martial artists gathered, and the Refining God powerhouses from various Spirit Sect's noble families had all come together.

The Refining God martial artist of the Su Family had already arrived in the capital of Zheng Country and was currently discussing with Refining Gods of various Spirit Sects' noble families.

"If Xu Yan appears, Meng Chong will certainly also show up. Even the people behind him this time must all be captured at any cost!"

Su Zheng spoke in a deep voice.

"Yuzhou belongs to us, the Spirit Sects, and the noble families. Everyone must think very clearly. Once the other side secures a seat in Yuzhou, it implies that our resources will be somewhat reduced."

The rest of the Spirit Sect and the noble families' martial artists all nodded, indicating their agreement with this course of action.

In this very interest, the Spirit Sect and the noble families have a unified position. It showed the unspoken understanding between them.

That's precisely why the Ling Domain was firmly in the hands of Spirit Sect and the noble families.

Inside the royal palace, in the capital of Zheng Country.

Emperor Zheng's expression changed. He hastily led a group of powerful individuals from the royal family and solemnly stood in the palace square, waiting for something.

Suddenly, a spirit bird descended from the sky.

A small palace was on the gigantic spirit bird. At this moment, the small palace flew off from the bird's back and landed on the ground.

"We respectfully welcome the venerated Sect Master!"

Emperor Zheng and others hurriedly greeted with deep respect.

A spirit bird descending into the royal palace of Zheng Country naturally could not be concealed from the present powerhouses. These Refining God powerhouses couldn't help but wonder where this spirit bird came from and what was it doing in the royal palace of Zheng Country?

"Grandpa, is that a Cloud-piercing Eagle? A sixth-order Cloud-piercing Eagle?"

Yue'er asked.

The elderly man next to her appeared grave as he said, "Correct, it's a Cloud-Piercing Eagle. They are from the Yu Ling Mansion of Qingzhou!"

The Transcendent Spirit Sect, someone from the Yu Ling Mansion of Qingzhou has actually come to Yuzhou.

Is the influence of this Battle of the Heavenly Chosen really that wide?

"The Yu Ling Mansion... I also want to raise a spirit beast."

Yue'er's face was full of anticipation.

However, the elder remained serious and immersed in his thoughts, not giving her a response.

A young man dressed in colorful feather clothing walked down from the palace. Although he was clearly powerful, he displayed a weak demeanor. He was propped up by two beautiful ladies as he came out.

Upon seeing the young man, a thud echoed in the hearts of Emperor Zheng and the others. They hurriedly bowed their heads even lower with anxiety bubbling within them. They became extremely cautious, afraid that even a slight slip might upset the young man.

This man was infamously capricious and had a strange temper.

One of the true inheritors of the Yu Ling Mansion, Cui Huayu!

He even wasn't thirty years old yet and had already become a powerful Refining God Heavenly Man.

The spirit bird under his command was likewise a sixth-order spirit beast!

"I pay my respects to Young Master Cui!"

Emperor Zheng respectfully spoke.

"Hmm, Old Zheng, you've been working hard."

Cui Huayu spoke in a soft tone.

"Not at all, not at all, it's what I should do!"

Emperor Zheng was practically breaking out in a sweat.

He was afraid that an incorrect response might cause dissatisfaction, and the latter might slap him to death in one swipe!

With the support of two women, Cui Huayu walked into Emperor Zheng's bedchamber instead of the luxurious residence that Zheng Country palace had specifically built for their venerable Sect Masters like him.

"Old Zheng, your bedroom is okay."

Cui Huayu took a seat and said.

Emperor Zheng, with his body bent, attended to him on the side and hurriedly replied, "Being able to attract Young Master Cui's attention and receive a word of approval from Young Master Cui is the greatest fortune of my life!"

"You don't need to be so nervous; I, Cui Huayu, don't eat people."

Cui Huayu extended a hand and patted Emperor Zheng's shoulder.

Emperor Zheng was almost scared to death. Rumor had it that this man often spoke in contradictions. Could it be that he indeed wanted to eat people?

He could only smile flatteringly and say, "I'm not nervous, not nervous at all!"