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Ling Mo Xie paused for a moment, Heart-Feeling Stage? The gap between each major realm is significant. Today’s Yuwen Qingyu at Heart-Feeling Stage is absolutely incomparable to yesterday’s Yuwen Qingyu at the Late Stage of the Fasting Period.
“Little Seven!” Just as Ling Mo Xie was in a daze, a voice came from behind. Ling Mo Xie quickly turned around and looked at Ling Siwen, saying, “Are you here to persuade me not to go as well?”
Ling Siwen frowned deeply, remaining silent for a long time. After a while, she sighed heavily and said, “No, even if you don’t want to go now, it’s probably impossible.”
“Why?” Ling Mo Xie asked with a furrowed brow. Although he had never considered avoiding the meeting, being forced to go like this still felt quite unpleasant.
Ling Siwen stood on the steps outside the gate, looking down at Ling Mo Xie, then spoke up, “I’m going to watch this match as well, I’ll be... the judge.”
“How many judges did they invite?” Ling Mo Xie was taken aback and then sarcastically raised his lips, thinking it was quite arrogant of them to believe they had everything under control.
Upon hearing Ling Mo Xie’s question, Ling Siwen nodded appreciatively. This kid isn’t foolish; at least he recognizes his enemies. Although Yuwen Qingyu is the best among the younger generation in Skywind City, it’s still unlikely for him to invite many influential figures. However, if it’s the head of the Yuwen Family, Yuwen Chong, that would be a different story.
“I’ve already sent someone to investigate. They invited Long Lao from the Auction House, Gao Lao from the Refining Pavilion, and also Princess Siyu, who just happened to arrive in Skywind City.”
Listening to Ling Siwen list off the names of the judges, Ling Mo Xie’s eyes gradually narrowed. The Yuwen Family is playing quite a big game this time! Not only are they aiming to deal with him, but they also want these judges to see that their judgment was wrong; that Ling Mo Xie is simply not on par with Yuwen Qingyu.
This was a counterattack against those who had looked favorably upon Ling Mo Xie in the Auction House, causing embarrassment for both Yuwen Qingyu and Yuwen Chong.
Watching the contemplative expression on Ling Mo Xie, Ling Siwen shook her head and said, “I don’t know if this move will turn out good or bad. If it’s good, these big figures will see how formidable Yuwen Qingyu is and regard him differently; if it’s bad, it could create a rift with those they cannot afford to offend. This is a gamble!”
“Hmph! The challenge I proposed has unexpectedly become a gamble for the future of the Yuwen Family. It’s frustrating!” Ling Mo Xie muttered softly with his head down before looking up at Ling Siwen, a wicked smile appearing on his face as he asked, “How is the business of the Yuwen Family’s Elixir going?”
Ling Siwen was taken aback. What time was it now? The most important competition was at hand, and he was talking about Elixir business? Nevertheless, he replied, "With the Spring Breeze Transformation Pill you provided, our Ling Family Pill Pavilion always has the upper hand over them. However, it's not a fatal blow to them; after all, they still have that Second-Rank Alchemist they poached from our Ling Family. They have a wider variety of Elixirs than we do, which is their advantage."
"Ha ha, got it!" Ling Mo Xie squinted his eyes and said spiritedly, "Old man, let’s collaborate after this competition!"
"Ha ha! Sounds good!" Ling Siwen was momentarily stunned before bursting into laughter. He said, "Let’s go! Time to compete with Yuwen Qingyu! I believe in you; you can definitely make them slap themselves in the face with their own raised hands!"
After saying that, he waved at Ling Mo Xie and pointed towards the nearby sedan chair, urging him to follow.
Sun Xiaoxiao anxiously watched the conversation between Ling Mo Xie and Ling Siwen, pacing back and forth as she said, "Oh no! Grandfather Ling, why are you going along with Ling Mo Xie’s nonsense? Yuwen Qingyu is already at the Heart-Feeling Stage!"
Ling Siwen looked at Sun Xiaoxiao, squinting his eyes with a smile. He said, "Girl, if you want to be with Mo Xie, you’d better believe in him!"
Sun Xiaoxiao was taken aback and then stomped her foot blushingly as she said, "Grandfather Ling, what are you talking about? That’s just a rumor; it can’t be trusted!"
Ling Mo Xie awkwardly chuckled and said to Ling Siwen, "Alright! Let’s hurry up! They might already be saying we’re too scared to show up!"
Ling Siwen gave a meaningful smile to Ling Mo Xie and laughed heartily as he strode towards the sedan chair. Ling Mo Xie patted Sun Xiaoxiao on the head and said, "Don’t take it to heart!" Then he followed suit.
Sun Xiaoxiao bit her lip and stared blankly in the direction where Ling Mo Xie had left. She kept murmuring in dissatisfaction in her heart. What does 'don’t take it to heart' mean? Does he really not want anything to do with me? Hmph!
After standing there for a while and realizing the sedan chair had gone far away, Sun Xiaoxiao finally came back to her senses. She circulated her spiritual energy and quickly ran towards the competition Arena. Since you’re going to compete, I said I would come to watch.
The street leading to the competition Arena was crowded with people, making it hard to move forward. Ling Siwen frowned and said, "It seems we’ll have to get off here. But if we just walk through like this, we’ll inevitably be mocked by the Yuwen Family people. I could fly over; what will you do?" Ling Siwen looked towards the window of the sedan chair where Ling Mo Xie stood calmly.
"Is this considered a show of force? How interesting!" Ling Mo Xie murmured, showing no signs of anxiety on his face. In contrast, Ling Siwen frowned tightly and said, "Forget it, let them mock us. As long as you win against Yuwen Qingyu later, the slap that the Yuwen Family has dealt to our Ling family will be returned with even greater force!"
"Mocking? The Yuwen Family?" Ling Mo Xie's lips curled into a sarcastic smile as he took out a ring from his backpack and said, "This item is called the Floating Ring. I will need your help later, old man!"
"How can I help? Count on me!" Ling Siwen's eyes lit up as he patted his chest. Naturally, the Ling family's reputation must not be tarnished.
"I just need a favorable wind to blow towards the Arena," Ling Mo Xie said calmly.
With a rustling sound, Ling Siwen and Ling Mo Xie simultaneously lifted the curtains of their sedan chair and slowly ascended into the air. Unbeknownst to anyone, a faint breeze began to blow towards the Arena.
People could only see Ling Mo Xie flying alongside Ling Siwen, soaring over the crowded masses before finally landing steadily on the Arena. No one noticed that just above the Arena, Ling Mo Xie quietly removed a ring from his finger.
The common folk, the judges on the Arena, and members of the Yuwen Family all stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed at Ling Mo Xie's graceful figure as he landed on the Arena. How could this be possible? It was impossible! Ling Mo Xie was merely at the mid-stage of the Qi Refinement realm; how could he possibly fly?
It should be known that flying through the air is a privilege reserved for those in the Nascent Soul stage; even Golden Core stage practitioners can only fly using artifacts. The Qi Refinement stage is still far from either of these realms!
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