Autumn wind, desolate and cold, blows across an empty and the serene sea.

Many parts of Yang Jian's body had collapsed, twisted, and deformed, and some parts had even burst into a mist of blood, leaving only cracked white bones.

Fortunately, the Eight-Nine Profound Skill is extraordinarily mystical. Such severe injuries could be healed back to normal in just a brief moment.

However, at the moment, he couldn't care less about healing his wounds; it was as if he couldn't feel the pain in his physical body.

His head bowed.

The vast ocean tumbled endlessly.

His heart was full of mixed feelings.

Defeated!

Defeated so utterly!

And the method of the competition was even proposed by him.

From the perspective of the words alone, this competition gave him a significant advantage!

That's why he said things like "leveling the disparity in their Dao cultivation."

But now it appears that the gap between them is far greater than he imagined!

When the gap is wide enough, it becomes an insurmountable chasm; it's impossible to bridge it by any means!

Now it seems that his self-assumed clever method of competition was simply an invitation to humiliation!

In front of that Primordial Chaos One Qi Immortal, he was like an ant!

A self-proclaimed smart ant.

Would changing the method of competition make him any less of an ant?

The answer is obviously no!

An ant is always an ant!

Until he shakes off this "ant" identity, everything is in vain!

So, how should he shed this "ant" identity?

"Swoosh!"

Just as Yang Jian was engulfed in confusion, a flash of light appeared before him, and a tall and upright figure emerged in front of him.

It was Yu Yuan, the Primordial Chaos One Qi Immortal who had knocked him thousands of miles away with a punch!

Although the divine light on the opponent had receded, Yang Jian, who also followed the path of Ancient Body Cultivation, could still feel the vigorous aura inadvertently emanating from him.

In this moment, he had a feeling.

On the path of Ancient Body Cultivation, his opponent had already reached the pinnacle that he couldn't even dream of reaching, while he was just starting.

But at this moment, his heart was not disheartened but burst forth with a strong fighting spirit.

Since Yu Yuan could reach the pinnacle, why couldn't he?!

All he lacked was time!

Just give him time, and sooner or later... he too would stand at the peak!

By then, he would avenge today's humiliation!

Thinking this, his heart finally settled, and he clasped his fists towards Yu Yuan and then conceded defeat.

"Swoosh!"

A faint golden light enveloped him, bringing him back to Jade Square.

Before the golden light even faded, deafening cheers already surrounded him.

The cheers, of course, came from the disciples of the Jie Sect.

Especially Huo Ling'er, the leader of the Third Generation Disciples; she laughed the loudest.

Despite her fairy-like grace and flawless beauty, she was now laughing uncontrollably, covering her mouth and her bright eyes curving into little crescents.

Indeed, she was once tricked by me, lost to me in a competition... Now seeing me reap what I sowed must be very satisfying for her, right?

Yang Jian recalled this and couldn't help but mock himself inwardly.

However, his expression was extremely grave, his eyes filled with remorse as he clasped his fists towards the immortals of the Chan Sect: "Disciple has tarnished the renown of our sect, please, Vice Sect Hierarch and all seniors, punish me as you see fit!"

Randeng Daoist shook his head, not saying a word.

Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, and others all wore grim expressions, remaining silent.

The atmosphere in the arena was visibly tense.

In stark contrast to the jubilant cheers from the Jie Sect disciples around.

Eventually, it was Yu Ding Real Man who sighed softly, looked at his disciple and said, "Don't overthink it. Your teacher and your seniors all know this cannot be blamed on you... Spiritual Pearl is about to go on stage, you should sit down first."

"Yes!"

Yang Jian respectfully bowed, then returned to his original position and sat cross-legged.

Beside him, Wei Hu couldn't help but cast an envious look at him.

Look, both were defeated in one move, yet his master comforted him with kind words, while his own master scolded him fiercely... Alas, they're both among the Twelve Golden Immortals, why is the distinction so significant?

Spiritual Pearl, who was getting ready to enter the stage, also looked towards Yang Jian, his gaze filled with deep resentment.

Yang Jian, upon meeting his gaze, couldn't help but feel a bit flush in his face.

"If I cannot win, I will at least not make it easy for him."

These were his words before going on stage, but the result...

"Another win in one strike."

Above the square, Saint Zhunti looked surprised and interested, saying to Tongtian Hierarch, "Brother, your disciple is indeed extraordinary! The previous strike might rely on the power of the Spiritual Treasure, but this punch was a genuine display of physical divine power...

Our Western Sect has the art of Undying Golden Body, which would be perfect for him to practice!

I wonder if brother might..."

"No!"

Tongtian Hierarch replied tersely, "I'll speak plainly to avoid injuring our brotherhood! Although the Western is barren and declining, it still holds countless beings. If brother you wish to find a successor, just carry on looking, but don't set your sights on the disciples of my sect!"

"Yes, yes, yes… Calm yourself, brother."

Saint Zhunti maintained a smile on his face, then turned his gaze slightly surprised towards Yuanshi Tianzun, "If I'm not mistaken, that Spiritual Pearl is a treasured object from our second brother's hand, right?"

Yuanshi Tianzun remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard his words.

Saint Zhunti found no amusement, but he still kept a slight smile, seemingly unfazed by the awkwardness.

On the other hand, the anguished expression on Saint Jie Yin's face grew even deeper.

At this moment, Spiritual Pearl had already crossed Cloud Gate and arrived above the infinite blue waves, facing Yu Yuan from a distance.

"I originally thought I wouldn't need to take the stage!" Lingzhu's eyes brimmed with a fighting spirit, seemingly unaffected by the defeats of Wei Hu and Yang Jian.

He stared intently at Yu Yuan, not only unafraid but his gaze filled with an eager delight, "I didn't expect you to be much stronger than we anticipated! But that's good; the stronger you are, the more it showcases my prowess as Lingzhu!"

Yu Yuan slightly raised his eyebrows, his expression a teasing smirk, "Then you'll have to defeat me first."

"Of course, I will defeat you!" Lingzhu declared resolutely.

"Very confident, aren't you? Just don't cry when you lose later."

"You dare underestimate me!"

A flash of anger passed through Lingzhu's eyes as he coldly snorted, reaching out to pull off a bright red silk ribbon wrapped around him, tossing it into the air. The red silk, like a multitude of fireballs, emitted dazzling light, enveloping Yu Yuan from above.

Yu Yuan stood still, letting the red silk wrap around him, then with a slight exertion of strength, he easily broke free from it.

The sky full of red light vanished without a trace.

In his hand, however, he now held a seven-foot-two-inch long red ribbon, embroidered with golden threads depicting the sun, moon, stars, and patterns of a golden crow and jade rabbit.

"Give me back my Chaos Sky Silk!"

Lingzhu's face showed fury as he pulled out a golden ring and threw it into the air.

After leaving his hand, the gold ring split into two, and then four...

In the blink of an eye, they multiplied endlessly, filling the sky, and from every direction, the rings zoomed towards Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan still did not dodge, letting the countless gold rings smash towards him.

However, as the rings struck him, they shattered into specks of golden light.

[Physical damage received, Qi-Blood +1]

[Physical damage received, Qi-Blood +1]

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The famous Qiankun Ring, is this all it can do?

Yu Yuan was immensely disappointed with this outcome.

In his memory, this treasure was the prized possession of the Golden Radiance Cave, changeable in size, immensely powerful, never missing its target, and indomitable!

It was of pure gold and perfectly round.

Its divine power was supposed to be capable of moving mountains, eclipsing the sun, and shaking Heaven and Earth!

But now, it seemed that at best, the treasure could only be considered a mid-tier Spiritual Treasure.

Just then, he noticed a slight movement, realizing that Lingzhu had suddenly escaped from the myriad of golden rings to appear behind him. Raising his hand, he hurled a stunning golden light, unstoppable as it tore through the clouds towards Yu Yuan's back.

It turned out to be a decoy!

Understanding dawned in Yu Yuan's mind as he twisted his body and caught the golden light.

"Clang!"

The gold collided with his hand, emitting a sound like the clash of metal.

His palm trembled slightly, then he closed his fingers, capturing the golden light in his palm.

The golden light revealed its true form, a palm-sized, incredibly sturdy golden ring.

Looking at the numbers suddenly skyrocketing on the information panel, Yu Yuan finally felt appeased.

This was how the Qiankun Ring should be.

"Give me back my treasure!"

Lingzhu was both shocked and angry, unable to believe his hidden move had been blocked so easily.

He gestured to call back the Chaos Sky Silk and the Qiankun Ring.

But even the Minghe Ancestor couldn't accomplish such a feat, so how could he, a newly transformed young demon, manage it?

Although the Chaos Sky Silk and Qiankun Ring struggled desperately in Yu Yuan's hands, as long as Yu Yuan didn't let go, the treasures could not escape his grasp.

Seeing that he couldn't retrieve his treasures, Lingzhu glared at Yu Yuan furiously, "I wanted to have a proper match with you, but now you're asking for it!"

Saying this, he shook his head sharply, and suddenly behind him emerged a ten-zhang tall Primordial Spirit Dharma Form with three heads and six arms.

At the same time, numerous treasures enshrouded in colorful Qi appeared, undulating above and below around him.

Fans, spears, ropes, bottles, seals, mirrors, swords, locks, bells, nails...

Numerous treasures emitted brilliant light.

Together, the multicolored divine light shot up into the sky, the bright glow shimmering, green mist enveloping, with divine charm and breath permeating everywhere, and an overwhelming divine might suppressing in all directions.

Seeing this scene, the Jie Sect disciples on the Jade Square couldn't sit still anymore.

"Isn't that colorful feather fan the Five Fire Seven Bird Fan of the True Monarch Qingxu?"

"This is a supreme Acquired Spiritual Treasure, forged from the feathers of five Divine Birds and seven types of Divine Fire... even in the vast Primordial era, it's considered a top-tier treasure!"

"And that bottle... Should be the Pure Glazed Bottle of Daoist Ci Hang, right? It is said it can hold the water of the Four Seas and Five Lakes, and there's Three Lights Divine Water inside the bottle. No matter how advanced your Dao Xing is, once you're captured in the bottle, within a short while you'll turn into pus and blood!"

"That sword, I recognize it, that's the Immortal Slaying Sword of True Monarch Yu Ding, the treasured guardian of the Golden Radiance Cave!"

"And there are Jiyu Sun's Immortal Binding Rope, Daoist Lingbao's Kongtong Seal..."

"Manjusri's Dragon Escape Stake, Samantabhadra's Long Rainbow Lock!"

"Stop counting, all these Spiritual Treasures belong to the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect!"

"No wonder this Lingzhu dared to boast, he's hiding so many treasures!"

"Isn't this cheating?"

"Not really cheating, this match doesn't have specific rules."

"Now it's a disaster, it seems like there aren't many protective Spiritual Treasures on Yu Yuan."

"This is not looking good!"

"These Chan Sect disciples, to win, could actually think of such a method, it's..."

"Utterly shameless!"

"Let's not worry too much now, Yu Yuan is bound to lose, next up should be Huo Ling'er, right? We need to gather some treasures for her quickly."

"Right, since the Chan Sect wants to compete with treasures, let's fight till the very end!"

"..."

In the mid-air above the square, Tongtian, the Sect Hierarch slightly frowned, unable to help but turn his head towards Yuanshi Tianzun.

Was this arrangement a spontaneous decision by the disciples, or... was there preparation beforehand?

He didn't ask, and Yuanshi Tianzun seemed as if he hadn't noticed his glance.

Beside him, Saint Zhunti glanced at them, his smile growing even brighter.

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