Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!-Chapter 857 - 775: Dare Not Regret
"It really is desolate."
Wu Dade could not help but sigh.
Around him, weeds were overrunning the area, transforming it into a barren desert. From time to time, the earth showed patches of yellow and reddish-brown, as if it had once been stained with blood.
In the distance, the silhouette of a mountain stood firm on the ground.
Above that mountain's shadow in the sky, there seemed to be a golden list, shining brightly, illuminating the entire state.
Everyone was heading in that direction.
Big Black Dog and others were also quickly approaching.
In no time, they had arrived in front of Tian'ai Mountain.
Tian'ai Mountain was a gray earthen mountain, utterly devoid of green vegetation, covered densely with gray stone grass.
"The rumors of the outside world are not wrong, Tian'ai Mountain... it harbors the power of the Grey Mist Origin."
"This mountain seems to have consumed too much of the Grey Mist Origin, making it impossible to feel the presence of the White Mist Origin here."
"I feel… there's something wrong with this mountain. In not many years, I fear a great disaster will occur."
Many major forces had already arrived.
At this moment, looking at Tian'ai Mountain ahead, many had solemn expressions.
"Tian'ai Mountain... how peculiar. The Martial Dao Golden Ranking appeared here; is there something special about it?"
War God Academy, an old man with silver hair, his eyes blazing like a tiger's.
His appearance caused many to exclaim in astonishment.
"Vice Chancellor of the War God Academy, Luo Tianling!"
"He himself has come!"
On the other hand, a black-clothed elder sitting in a chariot also stared at Tian'ai Mountain, saying:
"Brother Tianling, after the competition for the Martial Dao Golden Ranking, perhaps we several families should join forces to explore this Tian'ai Mountain."
This old man had a lean face, but beside him stood a large black knife.
The knife was as tall as a person and extremely wide, seemingly very heavy.
In reality, that knife was well-known.
It was the treasure knife of the Tailing Sect's Sect Master—the Tu Peng Divine Knife.
It was said that the black long knife was stained with Peng blood.
And the elder was none other than Bu Wanshan, the Sect Master of the Tailing Sect.
Beside him, Bu Tailing was meditating with closed eyes, absorbing the last of the medicine's power.
"It should be so."
Luo Tianling, head of the War God Academy, nodded.
"Hehe, just a small hill, what's there to fear!"
At this time, an old woman's voice rang out. In the sky, over a dozen terrifying giant eagles stretched their wings, pulling a chariot.
The chariot slowly landed, and on it, an old woman holding a snake-head cane exuded an extraordinary aura.
The Beast Spirit Prince sat next to her.
"Shan Po of Beast Spirit Mountain!"
Someone spoke gravely.
The two strongest people of Beast Spirit Mountain, Mount Elder and Shan Po.
Now, Shan Po had come personally.
Powerhouses gathered.
Other Fifth Realm forces were countless.
Various prodigies of the heavens had all gathered.
At the same time, Yu Qianwu of the Martial Dao Pavilion led three great talents and appeared on the scene.
Cen Mingyi was also present. As a follower of that young master, his martial talent was also very strong. He came to compete for the Northern Border's Martial Dao Golden Ranking on behalf of that young master.
That young master wanted to collect all the inheritances from the Martial Dao Golden Rankings.
By doing so, he hoped to increase the chances of awakening the List of Martial Lords.
Qing Chen and others also walked over.
"Below this mountain… I sense a trace of the Bizarre Beings' aura."
Qing Chen whispered.
They had dealt with the Bizarre Beings quite a few times and were very familiar with them.
—In the Primordial Ancestral World, all beings breathed in the Grey Mist Origin, but their aura was not the same as that of pure Bizarre Beings, and they could not be called Bizarre Beings.
The Bizarre Beings… Undying and Indestructible, were mostly Ash Mist Creatures left from the great battles of the Era of the Ancient White Mist.
They had completely merged with the Grey Mist.
"The energy emitted by that thing seems to be repressing the mountain."
They felt that the Martial Dao Golden Ranking above the sky shed rays of light, illuminating the stone mountain.
The aura of the mountain's Grey Mist was somewhat suppressed by this.
"That Martial Dao Golden Ranking looks familiar."
Long Zixuan, however, spoke, lost in thought.
"It's the Village Fisherman and others..."
Many in the crowd noticed them, causing a commotion.
After all, just a few days ago, at the base of Martial Peak, Wu Xiaokun defeated a host of enemies single-handedly, and the Village Fisherman even made the Vice Pavilion Master kneel to seek advice, his fame had already skyrocketed!
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"Their realms are not as high as yours."
At the War God Academy, Luo Tianling casually said to Nangong Ao:
"You are now a Fourth Realm Powerhouse, rarely seen in history."
Nangong Ao nodded and said:
"Disciple understands."
"I will defeat all of them!"
He stared at Long Zixuan and others, his eyes resolute.
"Don't let some insignificant ants disturb your Dao heart."
At the Tailing Sect, Bu Wanshan also spoke to Bu Tailing.
Bu Tailing nodded and said:
"I am invincible."
At Beast Spirit Mountain, the Beast Spirit Prince looked at Long Zixuan and others and said:
"Grandmother, they are the war slaves I want to capture."
The old woman with the snake-head cane glanced at Long Zixuan and others and said:
"Good eye, hmm... they are good material for war slaves!"
Meanwhile, Mo Mingzhu from the Martial Dao Pavilion also saw Long Zixuan and his group.
"Headmaster, I'll go over for a moment."
She spoke to Vice Headmaster Yu Qianwu.
Yu Qianwu's face was somewhat gloomy.
He harbored resentment towards Long Zixuan.
He had once kneeled before him, only to be turned into a laughingstock!
"They will all die today."
Yu Qianwu said coldly:
"Go, if that Wu Xiaokun is willing to switch to us, have him kneel now, I'll give him a chance."
Mo Mingzhu nodded, her gaze landed on Wu Xiaokun and she walked over.
"I already know about what happened in Oath Keeping Valley."
She spoke to Wu Xiaokun with cold indifference,
"If I were to give you another chance, would you regret your decision to call off the engagement?"
A hint of a conquering desire shimmered in her beautiful eyes.
She had no feelings for Wu Xiaokun.
Now that she had Shi Zhenxiang and Liao Haohai, she felt more than sufficient.
But Wu Xiaokun… had outright called off the engagement.
And so ungraciously, he had injured her sister.
Even the last time they met, knowing fully well who she was, he acted as if she were a stranger.
She was always adored and admired… even the hidden talents in the Martial Dao Pavilion fell at her feet, but Wu Xiaokun treated her with such indifference.
This made her very dissatisfied.
Thus, although she had already conquered two hidden talents, she still wanted to prove her charm.
Of course, even if Wu Xiaokun truly regretted calling off the engagement and pursued her again, she would not really accept him; she just wanted to see Wu Xiaokun submit.
However, upon hearing this, Wu Xiaokun simply shook his head:
"There's nothing to regret."
"We're not compatible."
He was naturally sincere and didn't sense the slight mockery in Mo Mingzhu's tone.
But Mo Mingzhu's eyes flickered with displeasure and said,
"Have you heard about the Seven-Star Ling Medicine being auctioned by the World-Stabilizing Pavilion?"
Wu Xiaokun replied,
"I have... heard about it."
His expression was complex; more than just hearing, he knew it all too well.
"I have already taken one and became one of the youngest Fourth Realm Powerhouses in history."
She regarded Wu Xiaokun coolly,
"Do you still have no regrets now?"
This was an incomparable honor.
To become a Fourth Realm Powerhouse at her age!
Although it was due to the formidable power of the Seven-Star Ling Medicine, it was still enough to earn the world's admiration.
Wu Xiaokun was immediately shocked.
"You... you took it??"
He stared at Mo Mingzhu, dumbfounded.
On the way to Tian'ai State, he and Xuan Qingyi had already asked Wu Dade about the origins of that Seven-Star Ling Medicine.
At that time, they were incredibly shocked; the popularly sought-after medicine was actually from Elder Dog...
Now, that medicine had been consumed by Mo Mingzhu???
Mo Mingzhu inwardly sneered; this moment, she had finally shocked Wu Xiaokun!
"Of course."
Pride rose in her heart; for a yokel like Wu Xiaokun, he might never know the taste of consuming the Seven-Star Ling Medicine!
Wu Xiaokun, with a deep gaze, asked,
"What... does it taste like?"
Remembering the taste of that medicine, a shadow crossed Mo Mingzhu's face; although the medicine was powerful, its taste was truly...
"Definitely very sweet, you don't need to ask further."
She didn't want to discuss it further and continued,
"If you regret it and are willing to kneel before me, I might introduce you to the Martial Dao Pavilion, and that medicine... might have a share for you."
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaokun quickly shook his head,
"Forget it, forget it, I don't regret it at all, please don't make me join the pavilion, just enjoy it and be happy!"
Not just Wu Xiaokun was without regret, even those who felt regret, upon hearing her words, dared not express it.
Otherwise, they'd have to eat that whatever...
Saying so, Wu Xiaokun even subconsciously stepped back a few paces,
"That... keep your distance when you speak."
Even though Mo Mingzhu was a peerless beauty, thinking about her consuming that whatever… scared Wu Xiaokun, who felt, under psychological influence, as if even her breath carried a certain scent and distanced himself even further.
"You!"
Seeing this, Mo Mingzhu grew even more infuriated.
This fellow, showing such disregard for her!
And even avoiding her as if she were a bug?
"What's wrong, Junior Sister?"
At that moment, Shi Zhenxiang and Liao Haohai walked over.
"Heh, it was you, wasn't it, who defeated over a thousand talents beneath Martial Peak that day?"
Shi Zhenxiang stared at Wu Xiaokun, sneering.
Wu Xiaokun said, "I already told you, that day was an accident... truly not on purpose."
"Stop pretending."
Shi Zhenxiang scoffed,
"Don't act like that in front of us. You don't have the right to!"
Wu Xiaokun was at a loss for words.
Liao Haohai looked towards Long Zixuan with a hostile gaze,
"So it was you who disgraced the Vice Chancellor?"
"Wait for it... today, we in the Martial Dao Pavilion will get it all back!"
After speaking, he said,
"Junior Sister, let's go; there's no need to waste words with this kind of person."
Mo Mingzhu nodded and said to Wu Xiaokun,
"I forgot to introduce you; these two are the true talents of the Martial Dao Pavilion, Shi Zhenxiang and Liao Haohai."
"Soon, you will understand that your cultivation level compared to them… is nothing!"
With that, she gracefully departed.
Watching her leave, Wu Dade suddenly remarked,
"These two are remarkable."
Everyone was puzzled.
"Shi Zhenxiang, Liao Haohai... do these sound like ordinary people to you?"
Everyone:
"…"
At that moment, a loud voice suddenly proclaimed.
"The Martial Dao Golden Ranking... has fully descended."
Everyone looked up.
They saw above the sky vault, a golden list radiating immense light, countless golden paths of order suddenly rolling down, forming a stairway extending from the clouds straight to the ground!
This… was the only way to leave one's name on the Martial Dao Golden Ranking.
Climb the Martial Dao Stairway!
...
Good night.
