"The Spirit Nurturing Realm, he is actually also a cultivator of the Spirit Nurturing Realm, no wonder he defeated Chen Ming using only one-tenth of his strength."

"Such a young Spirit Nurturing Realm cultivator, even the six great powers might not have one. Could it be that he is a disciple of a Holy Land?"

"..."

Below the platform, the voices of the crowd's discussion were incessantly transmitted into Chen Ming's ears.

Thinking of these words, he subconsciously fell his gaze upon Li Feipeng. If it weren't for this guy, how would he have provoked a prodigy of the Spirit Nurturing Realm.

Li Feipeng was dumbfounded at this moment. He could never have imagined that Han Ping, who had roamed as a loose cultivator with him back then, had become a being of the Spirit Nurturing Realm in just over ten years of not seeing each other.

Could it be that he had some fortuitous encounter?

No, he must be a demonic cultivator. If that weren't the case, how could he have become a master of the Spirit Nurturing Realm in such a short time.

Thinking of this, a malicious thought had already formed in Li Feipeng's mind.

Regardless of whether Han Ping was a demonic cultivator or not, he had to insist on it. Otherwise, he would be in terrible trouble.

On the platform, Elder Zhang was also intimidated by the aura emanating from Han Ping. This incomparably pure spiritual power on the other party was definitely not something a disciple of an ordinary sect could possess.

"Daoist friend, who exactly are you?"

Han Ping said with a smile, "I am but a farmer on Miaomiao Mountain. I dare not claim the words 'sacred being'. Let me first experience your Gale Sword Art."

"Good!"

Elder Zhang paused for a moment. "Daoist friend, please enlighten me!"

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand was suddenly swung out.

Qiang!

A sword light appeared first, followed by sword energy like a storm, which crashed down.

That sword was like a sand dragon tornado in the great desert, leaving no grass growing wherever it passed.

"Yin Yang Law Seal!!!"

As Han Ping spoke, he quickly formed a law seal.

This was a technique he had comprehended from the Yin Yang spiritual power within the Longevity Formula: the Yin Yang Law Seal. Yin and Yang intersect to give birth to endless life, and it can suppress all techniques and moves in the world.

Since Han Ping had comprehended the Yin Yang Law Seal, this was the first time he was using it in an exchange with another person.

A black and white law seal appeared before him.

The moment the law seal appeared, the sword energy enveloping the platform instantly vanished without a trace.

He gently pushed it with a casual hand, and the law seal flew towards Elder Zhang.

Before the law seal even touched Elder Zhang, he felt his hair stand on end, a feeling of facing death itself.

"I admit defeat."

Elder Zhang was old and cunning, and naturally knew that face was worth nothing. If he forcefully withstood this move, he would likely lose all his cultivation if not die. Rather than be ridiculed and looked down upon later, it was better to just admit defeat cleanly now.

Hearing this, Han Ping clenched his hands, and the law seal that was originally about to touch Elder Zhang's sword tip instantly vanished without a trace.

"Thank you for your mercy, Daoist friend Han."

Elder Zhang said as he took the storage ring from his fingertip and placed it on the ground.

"Your cultivation is extraordinary, Daoist friend. This old man admits defeat willingly."

For the first time ever, Han Ping did not continue to step on Elder Zhang's face and said with a smile, "You are too modest, Daoist friend. I just used a clever trick."

"Please wait a moment, Daoist friend. This old man will go and grab that unfilial disciple Chen Ming to apologize to you."

Elder Zhang's face was full of respect, and he was not at all flustered or enraged from losing.

This scene directly dumbfounded the crowd of onlookers. Only one thought remained in everyone's mind: what on earth is going on?

The cultivators of the Gale Sword Sect, have they not always drawn their swords to fight at the slightest disagreement?

Why are they so polite today? We haven't even seen you fight until the sky is dark and the earth is dim, how is it already over?

In the crowd, Chen Ming was directly dumbfounded. He did not expect that he would be humiliated again even after clearly admitting defeat. I am just too unlucky.

"The platform is not a place for talk. Let's find another place to talk."

Han Ping did not really want to destroy the Gale Sword Sect. Since the other party had already lowered their head and admitted defeat, there was no need for him to continue stepping on them.

"Makes sense."

Elder Zhang was the first to get off the platform.

Han Ping, on the other hand, took the storage ring from the platform. As for Chen Ming's clothes, he casually pointed and turned them to ash.

"Senior Brother Han, you're so amazing, you defeated him with just one move."

Chen Qianqian was the first to step forward and congratulate him.

Han Ping said with a smile, "This is nothing, I'm still far from Senior Brother and the others."

Bai Qian said, "Not necessarily. Just now, Master said you already have half of his bearing."

Hearing this, Han Ping immediately cupped his hands towards Chu Feng and said, "Thank you for your praise, Master."

Chu Feng said with a smile, "This Seat is not praising you, merely stating the truth. Continue to work hard, and one day you too can become famous throughout the world like Chen'er and the others."

Hearing this, Han Ping suddenly felt a surge of excitement in his heart and thought to himself: Can I really be like Senior Brother and the others?

The surrounding cultivators' gazes towards Chu Feng and his group changed from the earlier disdain to reverence.

Many cultivators were also secretly discussing what kind of power Miaomiao Mountain was.

As the cultivators' discussion grew more heated, the three words "Miaomiao Mountain" also spread to the ears of every cultivator in the training ground.

The deed of Miaomiao Mountain's Han Ping defeating Elder Zhang of the Gale Sword Sect also became well known to everyone.

While pondering what kind of power Miaomiao Mountain was, everyone also secretly thought that they must ask the elders of their own families about this power when they returned.

Gale Sword Sect.

Li Feipeng was just about to find Elder Zhang to say that Han Ping might be a demonic cultivator when someone heavily patted his shoulder from behind.

Immediately after, a voice grinding its teeth sounded by his ear.

"Junior Brother Li, look at the good thing you've done, you've disgraced our entire Gale Sword Sect."

"Third Senior Brother, listen to my explanation."

Hearing that voice, Li Feipeng quickly turned around and said.

"Oh?"

Chen Ming asked with a gloomy face, "Why don't you tell me what you want to explain?"

"That Han Ping is a demonic cultivator. A dozen or so years ago, he was just a Dao Foundation cultivator like me. How many years has it been, and he's become a Spirit Nurturing cultivator. He must have obtained the inheritance of an extraterritorial celestial demon."

As Li Feipeng spoke, he observed the expression of his Third Senior Brother.

"Are these words true?"

A look of shock also flashed in Chen Ming's eyes, but it was mostly excitement. If Han Ping really had an extraordinary inheritance, then as long as their Gale Sword Sect captured him, wouldn't everyone be able to soar to the heavens just like Han Ping?

"Nonsense!"

A sharp shout interrupted Chen Ming and Li Feipeng's conversation.

The two looked for the source of the voice and saw Elder Zhang looking at them with a gloomy face.

"Disciple greets Elder Zhang."

"Hmph."

Elder Zhang snorted coldly, glaring at Li Feipeng and said, "Do you know how pure that Daoist friend Han's spiritual power is? It is simply the essence of spiritual energy drawn from heaven and earth. If such spiritual power can belong to a demonic cultivator, wouldn't we all be great demon lords!"

When these words fell, both Li Feipeng and Chen Ming were stunned. Even the group of Gale Sword Sect disciples following behind Elder Zhang showed shocked expressions on their faces.

"We ask for the Elder's punishment."

The two said in unison after coming back to their senses.

"Hmph."

Elder Zhang snorted coldly, "Let Daoist friend Han deal with you. Men, seize them!"

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