Just Holy Son Gu Chi's demonstration of blooming lotuses with every step was enough to make him comparable to the previous Reverends when they were young.
"Oh my, not only is he talented, but his thoughts are also meticulous!" Fang Yue, the eldest disciple from the Mysterious Star Grotto-heaven, sighed and said, "He is the Holy Son of the Ancient Kingdom Blessed Land. Even if he wants to go on the platform in a low-key manner, he will still be one of the most dazzling competitors. It's best for him to be the first to enter the arena and intimidate the enemies. I'm afraid that the number of people who want to attack him will halve."
Not only Fang Yue, but Liu Xuantong, Bai Xuanruo, and Huai Mei all followed the figure and watched him ascend the Saint Cultivation Platform step by step.
Gu Chi was dressed in black robes. His eyes landed on the Saint Cultivation Platform indifferently. His body was surrounded by strands of chaotic fog. He turned around and looked down at the geniuses below.
"Fellow cultivators, the Saint Cultivation Platform has already opened. What are you waiting for? Do you all want to default?"
"Holy Son Gu Chi, I'll be happy if you showed me a few tricks today!" Clear laughter rang out. Everyone's visions blurred as they saw a dazzling sword aura streak across the sky.
The next moment, a slender figure stood on the Saint Cultivation Platform. An incomparably sharp aura flowed out of his body. The sky seemed to be filled with a powerful sword aura.
"The Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven is rumored to have been established by Reverend Mo Li. He was born with a sharp affinity for swordsmanship. He might be the only Foundation Establishment Realm genius in the Feather Kingdom who can contend with Gu Chi!"
Many people were in shock when they saw the figure.
"Hmph, what aptitude? I'm just relying on my elders. Today's battle will be the time for me, Bai Xuanruo, to become famous!" Among the geniuses of Cangming Grotto-Heaven, a pale-faced man stepped onto the Saint Cultivation Platform with a cold gaze.
Then Huai Mei, Fang Yue, Xu Yi, and the other top geniuses flew onto the Saint Cultivation Platform one by one. Their powerful auras surged and probed. However, they did not immediately attack.
With these top geniuses taking the lead, the other young geniuses below the Saint Cultivation Platform also became more determined. They all flew toward the Saint Cultivation Platform.
Even many older Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators rushed up the Saint Cultivation Platform in an attempt to obtain a chance.
The Saint Cultivation Platform looked like a platform at the peak of the mountain and did not seem to have much surface area. However, when so many people flew up, it actually accommodated all these figures and did not seem crowded at all.
"Brat, you just said that you want to be the champion. Why aren't you going up to fight?" Liu Xuantong of the Divine Eye Cult strode forward. When he passed by Jiang Ming, he glanced back at him and sneered.
Liu Xuantong's figure soared into the sky and flew toward the Saint Cultivation Platform.
"Mister, why aren't you going up." Zhu An'an looked at this massive scene and asked somewhat worriedly? "Those people seem to be very powerful!"
Jiang Ming shook his head and smiled. "Don't worry. If I say I'm going to be the champion, I'll be the champion."
"Yang Changshan, why don't you take her and leave first?" Jiang Ming looked at Yang Changshan, who had been silent for a long time, and smiled faintly.
Now that the Saint Cultivation Platform had opened, many Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators had also ascended the stage. No one was paying attention to them anymore.
Jiang Ming learned from the conversation between Huai Mei and Yang Changshan that there seemed to be some kind of conflict between the two sides. Although he did not want to get involved too much, it was necessary to remind him at this time.
Yang Changshan looked up blankly, as if he had been deep in thought. He only returned to his senses now and slowly shook his head. "There's no need. I have my own motive for bringing her here to treat her illness. Don't worry, I'll definitely protect her. No one will be able to hurt her."
Jiang Ming was stunned. He stared at the old man in bewilderment. What was he going to do?
However, after Yang Changshan said that, he did not reveal any more information.
Jiang Ming could only shake his head and stop asking questions. He was ready to turn around and leave.
"Zhang Shan." Suddenly, Yang Changshan stopped Jiang Ming again. He reached out and handed something over. "There is a scripture recorded in this item. Consider it a gift. If we meet again in the future, please take care of this girl."
Jiang Ming looked down. It was a dried bamboo stick the length of a thumb. It was grayish-white and lifeless.
"Bamboo…" Jiang Ming suddenly looked to the side. Yang Changshan's little disciple… Didn't her name mean bamboo?
He looked at Yang Changshan again. The old man did not want to say anything more. However, he insisted that Jiang Ming accept the bamboo stick.
"Thank you. If we meet again, we'll definitely catch up!" Jiang Ming nodded and took the dried bamboo stick. He caressed Zhu An'an's head and turned to leave.
"Master, where should we go then?" Zhu Anan looked at Jiang Ming's retreating figure and asked curiously.
"Wait a little longer. I'll be able to treat you soon." Yang Changshan chuckled.
Boom!
Jiang Ming's figure landed on the Saint Cultivation Platform. He was surprised to find that the stone platform, which did not seem big, was actually vast when he was inside.
Other than the few figures in the surroundings, the figures further away seemed to be standing tens of thousands of meters away, and they could not be seen clearly.
"Heh, my luck is pretty good. Someone actually landed here." When a figure not far away saw Jiang Ming, his eyes lit up and he suddenly rushed over.
The others were unwilling to fall behind. They rushed toward Jiang Ming one after another, their eyes burning as if they were hungry and fighting for the last morsel of food.
Jiang Ming was stunned. Why were they targeting him?
However, he only took a glance and figured out the situation. From the clothes of the few people who rushed over, they seemed to be geniuses from various immortal cultivation sects. Jiang Ming was dressed in plain clothes. He was obviously an individual cultivator with no identity or background. He looked like easy pickings.
"Buddy, if you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being too stupid. This kind of opportunity is not something that just anyone can participate in!" a young man said with a sneer. A flying sword surrounded by raging flames immediately shot over.
Jiang Ming glanced at him. What a coincidence. He was actually a disciple of the Fire Lotus Valley.
His expression did not change. With a flick of his finger, the Fire Metal Sword Technique exploded. Terrifying spiritual energy swept out like a volcanic eruption, instantly piercing through the sky and shooting into the distance.
Wherever the sword aura passed by, people were killed. The Fire Lotus Valley disciple who was at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm had already died in an instant.
"What?"
The others were a little further away from Jiang Ming and had yet to make a move. When they saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically as if they had seen a ghost.
No matter how stupid a person was, they knew that they had encountered a monster that they could not afford to offend.
"Run!"
They were scared out of their wits. They turned around and ran without hesitation. However, since Jiang Ming had already made his move, how could he be merciful? His attacks shot out in all directions.
Rivers of blood spurted out. These were all dazzling geniuses in their respective sects. However, now they were like bugs, killed by Jiang Ming with a flick of his finger.
On the Saint Cultivation Platform, threads of spiritual light and cultivation runes rose and flowed into Jiang Ming's limbs and bones, gathering in his spirit base.
"My comprehension of the cultivation techniques and scriptures seems to have deepened." Jiang Ming observed it carefully and felt that his cultivation seemed to have increased a little.
Even his root bone and physical body had obtained inexplicable benefits and were undergoing an unknown transformation.
"No wonder everyone wants to fight for this opportunity. Just defeating a few lackeys already has such benefits. If you become the leader, won't the benefits you obtain be even more unimaginable!" Jiang Ming said softly and turned his head to look in a faraway direction. A faint light pierced through the sky and turned into a ball. It was obviously the center of the Saint Cultivation Platform.
If he wanted to fight for the top spot, he would have to continuously charge toward the center of the Saint Cultivation Platform and obtain more Saint Cultivation Runes. In the end, he would gain the recognition of the entire Saint Cultivation Platform and become the champion.
An intense battle seemed to have erupted in the distance. Some top geniuses had encountered each other and were fighting.
Jiang Ming also walked toward the center of the Saint Cultivation Platform.
