Dark clouds suddenly gathered over the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect.
A Nine Dragon Golden Chariot hovered steadily in the sky above.
Upon it, a figure in black robes lounged on a soft couch, holding a jade-green wine cup, taking slow sips.
Below, countless disciples began to cheer wildly.
"Young Master Ling Xiao!! I love you!!"
"Young Master Ling Xiao, may you reign for millennia!!"
"Young Master Ling Xiao, who can rival you?!"
The disciples shouted at the top of their lungs, seemingly having forgotten how they had just been slandering Ling Xiao.
Then again, compared to core disciples like Qin Feng, even inner sect disciples received extremely limited cultivation resources from the sect normally.
But once they latched onto Ling Xiao's powerful influence, they wouldn't have to worry about pills, at the very least.
Haven't you seen? Even Senior Sister Fu Yunyao spent her days following the Young Master.
People sometimes need to be practical.
Liking someone is one thing; brown-nosing is, of course, another matter entirely.
Ling Xiao stood up, waving to the disciples on the mountain. Then he stepped out, strolling as if on a casual walk, arriving before Qin Feng in the blink of an eye.
Disciples with lower cultivation levels were stunned, their hearts filled with admiration.
"Incredible!! Young Master Ling Xiao's movement technique is like a dragon moving through clouds, a tiger striding across mountains and rivers! Unrestrained yet deliberate, domineering and peerless!"
"Yes! Young Master Ling Xiao truly deserves to be called the number one genius of our Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect. Just this movement technique alone is probably unmatched within the sect."
The sycophants came online, deliberately raising their voices, trying to ensure Ling Xiao heard them.
"Hmph, petty tricks."
Qin Feng's face darkened, jealousy burning in his eyes.
It wasn't the flattery of the ordinary disciples he envied, but the fact that Fu Yunyao's beautiful eyes now held no one else, gazing deeply at Ling Xiao.
"Young Master..."
"Junior Sister Yunyao, long time no see."
Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, his black robes fluttering in the wind, indescribably dashing and upright, dazzling to the eye.
"Hehehe, the Young Master is as peerlessly handsome as ever."
A cold light swirled in Qin Feng's eyes. Unwilling to watch their amorous exchange any longer, he interrupted loudly.
"Hmm? Senior Brother Qin is radiant, his aura even stronger than before. It seems you haven't slacked off recently."
Ling Xiao turned to Qin Feng, a faint curve lifting the corner of his mouth.
Thirty points of Destiny Value? And you dare use me as a stepping stone?
Did Auntie Liang give you the courage?
Originally, Ling Xiao thought a core disciple might have some Destiny Value, allowing him to suppress and plunder a bit.
But now, he was genuinely a little angry.
These days, every piece of trash dares to provoke him?
No. Today, he needed to set the rules straight for them.
"Hehe, Young Master Ling Xiao's skill with words remains sharp. But in this world, relying on words alone won't keep you alive long."
"Senior Brother Qin speaks wisely. I just wonder, what manner of death does Senior Brother prefer?"
"You!!!"
Qin Feng's expression stiffened. Demonic aura surged around him, shooting into the sky, assuming the posture of a peerless Demon Sovereign.
"Junior Brother, the position of Young Master has always been for the capable. You haven't been in the sect long. I think it's best not to be so ostentatious for now. Otherwise, if you're crushed later, wouldn't it disgrace our Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect?"
"Hehe, Senior Brother worries too much. After all, these days, there aren't many fools who don't know their place like you left alive."
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, exuding an aura of calm detachment.
"Enough. Let me ask you one last time, Junior Brother. Will you yield the Young Master position or not?"
Although Qin Feng's words sounded polite,
if Ling Xiao admitted defeat and yielded the position, his Dao Heart would surely be damaged.
On the path of cultivation, talent matters first, but the Dao Heart is paramount.
A stable Dao Heart can overcome all difficulties and achieve the supreme Great Dao.
But once the Dao Heart is tarnished or cracked, inner demons breed during cultivation, hindering progress.
Qin Feng's move was quite insidious.
Below the platform, many young disciples' faces showed anticipation.
Qin Feng, as the Grand Elder's personal disciple, possessed demonic arts that were naturally top-tier within the sect.
While Ling Xiao seldom fought, he was, after all, a young master of the Ling Clan, synonymous with genius since childhood.
The collision between these two—while the outcome seemed clear—was bound to be extremely thrilling.
"Yield? Hehe, who in the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect, besides me, is worthy of the title Young Master?"
Ling Xiao laughed arrogantly, not showing the slightest regard for Qin Feng.
A mere Late Xuanqing Realm cultivator with zero Destiny Value? He could annihilate him with a wave of his hand, even without using his trump cards.
If Ling Xiao weren't worried that raising his realm too quickly would attract unwanted attention, the Villain Value he currently possessed could have already pushed him to the Peak Realm.
How dare a mere Late Xuanqing act (unruly) before him?
"So domineering! Truly worthy of Young Master Ling Xiao! He really has a firm grip on the aura department."
Many disciples' eyes shone with admiration.
Regardless of how much Ling Xiao was posturing,
this demeanor, this courage, truly lived up to the identity of the Demon Sect's Young Master.
When it came to showing off, Ling Xiao was absolutely serious!
"Hehe, it seems Young Master Ling Xiao is quite confident in himself."
Below the platform, Xiao Tu smiled faintly. Although he had never fought Ling Xiao, he had some understanding of Qin Feng's strength.
With his own power, even if he could win, it would be a pyrrhic victory at best.
Moreover, as fellow core disciples, everyone (must) have some terrifying trump cards.
Xiao Tu had never seen Qin Feng use his, so he wasn't absolutely confident of victory.
As if hearing Xiao Tu's words, Ling Xiao suddenly turned and glanced at him.
That single glance made Xiao Tu feel as if facing a great enemy.
"Hmm? This feeling..."
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Xiao Tu's forehead.
How was this possible?
That wisp of pressure just now... why did it feel like the Divine General Realm?
Impossible!!
A seventeen-year-old Divine General expert had never appeared in the entire Holy State.
It must be an illusion!
Ling Xiao sneered coldly. He had long noticed Xiao Tu and the others hiding in the crowd.
Compared to Qin Feng, he was somewhat interested in this core disciple.
1000 points of Destiny Value. Not as much as Bai Zhixi, but there was still some value to squeeze out.
Ding! Xiao Tu's mind is damaged. Congratulations, Host, on obtaining 100 Destiny Value and 1000 Villain Value.
"Hmm? So fragile? A single glance plundered a hundred Destiny Value? The air in the Holy State really is sweeter."
Ling Xiao smiled inexplicably. To Qin Feng, this was a outright provocation.
"Hmph! Since Junior Brother Ling Xiao remains deluded, this Senior Brother will exchange a few moves with you today. But remember, on this battle platform, life and death are not accounted for. Be careful, Junior Brother."
Qin Feng shouted lightly. His white robes fluttered unnaturally, and his eyes seemed to hold demonic light.
Above his head, a fierce demonic spear gradually materialized.