118: Chapter 118 Qinghua Mountain Opens

The three of them sped along like a bolt of lightning, moving so fast it felt as if time itself was flying by beneath their feet.

They did not linger on the road, and in the blink of an eye, they left the small hill, arriving at the foot of Qinghua Mountain as swiftly as birds in flight.

At this moment, the foot of Qinghua Mountain was bustling and lively, teeming with people.

A large number of people had gathered here, all of them being the Prodigies who were to enter Qinghua Mountain this time.

These people came from different factions and could be roughly divided into three camps.

First were the twenty Disciples from the Inner Cabinet of the Zetian Sect; they wore uniform attire and carried themselves with such imposing spirit that they were particularly eye-catching.

Second were the Prodigies from the Four Great Dynasties and some other Sects among the Nine Great Sects; they stood in groups of three or five, or alone, each emitting a powerful aura, clearly all being outstanding individuals.

The final camp consisted of the Demon Clan Prodigies from the North Sea Demon Clan.

Ever since the battle of the Prodigies in Great Xuan Capital City last time, Chen Zhiwen had slaughtered all the Demon Clan Prodigies except for Ao Ming, causing the North Sea Demon Clan to suffer heavy losses.

However, they were not discouraged; instead, they sent even more Prodigies from their clan to the Desolate Province, and these Demon Clan Prodigies were equally extraordinary, occupying some spots on the hidden dragon ranking without any suspense.

From this situation, it was not difficult to see that the strength of the various clans of the North Sea Demon Clan was by no means as simple as it appeared on the surface; their hidden strength was equally unfathomable and absolutely not to be underestimated.

When Chen Zhiwen and the other two arrived at the foot of Qinghua Mountain, the gazes of everyone present turned, falling upon Chen Zhiwen.

These gazes contained coldness, murderous intent, curiosity, and indifference.

"Is that Chen Zhiwen from the hidden dragon ranking? He doesn't look like anything special!" one Demon Clan Prodigy sneered with a face full of disdain, his voice filled with arrogance and contempt.

"Haha, exactly, exactly, I think he is nothing more than that!" another Demon Clan Prodigy with golden mane hair laughed in agreement, licking his lips with malicious intent, revealing a greedy look, "He does have a fair and tender appearance; he must taste quite good."

His words caused a burst of boisterous laughter from the surrounding Demon Clan Prodigies; these people seemed to completely disregard Chen Zhiwen, mocking him wantonly.

However, just as this group of Demon Clan Prodigies was unscrupulously mocking Chen Zhiwen, Ao Ming on the side maintained a calm expression, as if their words and actions had nothing to do with him.

Ao Ming had personally experienced Chen Zhiwen's prowess and knew full well how terrifying Chen Zhiwen's strength was; even he himself did not dare to say he had absolute certainty of gaining any advantage from Chen Zhiwen.

Yet these newly arrived Demon Clan Prodigies were so reckless, not only speaking wildly about tasting Chen Zhiwen's flesh but also treating him with such contempt—this was simply too stupid!

Ao Ming shook his head inwardly, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes; he quietly took a few steps back, putting some distance between himself and these Demon Clan Prodigies, as if he did not want to have too much connection with them.

Ao Ming had already made up his mind that after entering Qinghua Mountain, he would absolutely not walk with these Demon Clan Prodigies, otherwise, he feared he wouldn't even know how he died.

While the Demon Clan Prodigies were staring at Chen Zhiwen, the Human Race Prodigies were also whispering among themselves.

"Junior Sister, he is that Fifth Prince of Great Xuan who ruined your purity, right?" Xiao Ping, the Senior Brother of Qingping Academy, had eyes full of rage.

And Yi Qingyue, who was beside Xiao Ping, felt an indescribable emotion well up in her heart when she saw Chen Zhiwen again.

Her apricot-shaped eyes fixed on Chen Zhiwen's figure, a complex expression appearing on Yi Qingyue's beautiful face, and she bit her red lips silently.

"Xiao Ping, watch your words!" The Great Master of Qingping Academy, who was escorting the two of them, glared at Xiao Ping and reprimanded him.

"His Highness the Fifth Prince is no longer the useless prince in the eyes of the world that he was back then."

"With his current achievements, even if he cannot become the next Emperor of the Great Xuan Dynasty in the future, he will be a pivotal figure within the Great Xuan Dynasty."

"As for the matter between you and him, let them handle it themselves; I warn you, after entering Qinghua Mountain, you must not be an enemy of His Highness the Fifth Prince, do you understand!"

Facing the Great Master's warning, although Xiao Ping was extremely resentful in his heart, he still did not dare to defy the Great Master and cupped his hands, saying: "This Disciple understands."

Compared to Qingping Academy, the Prodigies from other Human Race factions showed their hostility toward Chen Zhiwen without reservation.

The Disciples from the Inner Cabinet of the Zetian Sect did not get involved, standing on the side with the intention of watching the show.

Regarding this, Chen Zhiwen only coldly swept a glance at the crowd, then walked to an empty corner with Ye Hao, while Feng Qingyang walked over to his Senior Brothers.

At this time, the figures of Zhou Qi and Zheng Chen appeared suddenly, and the two walked to Chen Zhiwen's side with calm expressions.

"Brother Zhou, did you get your spot?" Ye Hao asked curiously.

Zhou Qi nodded, "Yesterday, Brother Zheng accompanied me to block the path at Juexia Gorge, found a Prodigy who had secured a spot, challenged him, and took the spot from him."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Ye Hao's mouth twitched, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, so he could only silently mourn for that unlucky fellow in his heart.

After the Prodigies waited at the foot of the mountain for a while, just as some Prodigies were becoming impatient, Sect Master Wang Ming of the Zetian Sect and Gu Qibai appeared silently before the crowd of Prodigies.

When the Prodigies present saw the two, their expressions froze, and immediately they all bowed to Wang Ming and the other with immense reverence.

"This Disciple pays respects to the Sect Master!"

"This Junior pays respects to Senior Wang!"

Even the unruly North Sea Demon Clan Prodigies put away their arrogant demeanor when they saw Wang Ming and bowed respectfully.

There was no other reason, only because the Yao Race had always respected the strong.

Although Wang Ming was the Sect Master of the Zetian Sect, he was once a member of their North Sea Demon Clan, so they held Wang Ming in utmost respect.

"Everyone, rise!" Wang Ming looked at the many Prodigies before him, a kind smile blooming on his aged face, and he raised his hand and waved it gently.

Instantly, a gentle force lifted all the Prodigies up.

Gu Qibai, who was on the side, had completely lost his usual lazy manner. As soon as his figure appeared, he walked straight toward the Disciples of the Zetian Sect's Inner Cabinet.

His steps seemed a bit hurried, as if there was some important matter in his heart waiting to be dealt with. After walking to the front of the Disciples, he stopped, his gaze slowly sweeping over each person, just like an old man reluctant to see his children go on a long journey.

Then, Gu Qibai began to nag each Disciple incessantly. His words were full of concern and exhortations, leaving these Disciples somewhat at a loss.

"After entering Qinghua Mountain, you must pay attention to safety!"

"Do not panic when encountering danger; think calmly about how to deal with it first."

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Gu Qibai's nagging echoed in the air, making the whole scene somewhat strange. The Disciples of the Zetian Sect looked at each other, unable to figure out what was wrong with Gu Qibai for a moment.

At this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded: "Senior Sister, what is wrong with Elder Gu? Little Xuan is scared." The one speaking was the eight-year-old child from the Zetian Sect, Little Xuan.

He was clearly frightened by Gu Qibai's actions, and at this moment, he was hiding behind his Senior Sister Feng Qingcheng, his little hands clutching tightly to Feng Qingcheng's skirt, his big eyes filled with fear.

Seeing this, Feng Qingcheng hurriedly stroked Little Xuan's head and comforted him softly: "Little Xuan, don't be afraid; Elder Gu must be drunk."

Little Xuan nodded thoughtfully after hearing Feng Qingcheng's words. But immediately, he pouted and muttered in a low voice: "Little Xuan understands, Elder Gu hasn't finished his wine and wants us to get him more brewing Materials in Qinghua Mountain!"

"Elder Gu is really quite bad!"