40: Get him out of here, I don't have time!
Chapter 40: Get him out, I don't have time!
If it were an ordinary Disciple, Fifth Elder could make the decision directly.
However, Your Highness the Saint's identity is extraordinary; unless the Holy Master intervenes, these Elders are useless, and Your Highness the Saint can completely ignore them.
Moreover, Your Highness the Saint's status in the Holy Land is the same as these Elders, with no distinction of hierarchy.
"Then please Elder, contact Your Highness the Saint."
Xiao Yunting said.
"Alright."
Fifth Elder was helpless for a moment, unable to refuse under everyone's gaze.
"I never thought this Xiao Yunting was playing such a trick."
"To be honest, if Your Highness the Saint compressed his cultivation to fight him, this guy certainly has some chance."
"However, this guy's audacity is quite thick; he actually asked Your Highness the Saint to compress his cultivation to fight him."
"Haha, I see it now; he wants to use Your Highness the Saint's reputation to make a name for himself in the Holy Land."
"After compressing cultivation, one might be hesitant and perhaps not yet adapted, so it's really possible for this Xiao Yunting to seize an opportunity."
"This Xiao Yunting is truly insidious, full of tricks, and very difficult to deal with."
"But even so, Xiao Yunting is still no match for Your Highness the Saint; even if the Saint compresses his cultivation, Xiao Yunting has no chance whatsoever. The Saint has countless methods; any one of them could directly suppress Xiao Yunting!"
"Do you think this Xiao Yunting hasn't considered that? This guy is very smart, but if Your Highness the Saint agrees, this guy will probably make another demand."
"That being said, there is indeed such a possibility; this Xiao Yunting is simply too insidious and cunning."
Upon hearing Xiao Yunting ask Fang Chen to compress his cultivation for a fight at the same Realm, all the Disciples suddenly understood, realizing the cunning scheme this guy was playing, no wonder he dared to openly challenge Your Highness the Saint.
"Get him out, I don't have time!"
Fang Chen received Fifth Elder's message and directly refused.
Fang Chen was crystal clear about Xiao Yunting's intentions.
How could he possibly give this guy a chance to show off?
Of course, Fang Chen could act and easily suppress Xiao Yunting, even with compressed cultivation.
However, this plot point was extremely important, and the rewards for slacking off were very generous, so Fang Chen naturally wasn't willing to give it up.
Moreover, this Xiao Yunting couldn't just challenge anyone he wanted; the world didn't revolve around him.
Is this Saint such a casual person?
If he accepted Xiao Yunting's challenge today, then what about other Disciples who came to challenge him in the future? Would he accept them or not?
Furthermore, Fang Chen was too familiar with this plot; it had to be said that Xiao Yunting was very cunning.
However, in the original work, after Fang Chen agreed, he completely fell into Xiao Yunting's scheme; even if he won, Xiao Yunting's plot would succeed.
He would also get everything he wanted, while Fang Chen would suffer heavy losses, gaining nothing, and instead, the Saint's prestige in the Holy Land would greatly decline.
The most terrifying thing was that in the original work, Fang Chen even lost, which led to a significant decline in his prestige in the Holy Land and became a stepping stone for Xiao Yunting's rise.
After that battle, Xiao Yunting's reputation soared, leading many Disciples to believe that Xiao Yunting could truly replace the Saint.
Ultimately, through Xiao Yunting's manipulation, he really did take his place.
Of course!
These plot points were only in the original work; the real-life Fang Chen wouldn't fall for this.
"Xiao Yunting, I'm very sorry, the Saint has refused your challenge!"
Fifth Elder said.
This outcome was also within his expectations.
"Fifth Elder, is Your Highness the Saint afraid?"
Xiao Yunting immediately grew anxious; everything he had done was for Fang Chen to accept the challenge.
Now that Fang Chen wouldn't accept, his goal couldn't be achieved.
If Fang Chen didn't accept, he might become the laughingstock of the Holy Land, and the Holy Land's high-ranking officials might not approve of him.
"Silence!"
Fifth Elder's expression turned cold, and he said coldly, "Xiao Yunting, do you know what you're saying?"
"Do you think Your Highness the Saint, a Prodigy of the Enlightenment Realm Ninth Heaven, who could Breakthrough to the Return to Ruins Realm at any moment, would be afraid of a young Disciple like you?"
"The reason for not accepting the challenge is that there is absolutely no need, and the Saint has no obligation whatsoever to compete with you."
"Furthermore, Your Highness the Saint is busy with myriad affairs every day; how could he have time to compete and spar with others?"
"Do you think everyone is as idle as you?"
Seeing Xiao Yunting being stubborn made Fifth Elder and the other Elders very displeased, and they scolded him severely.
This Holy Land Competition should have ended long ago, but because of Xiao Yunting's entanglement, time was constantly being wasted here.
"Xiao Yunting, stop overestimating yourself, hurry up and get down!"
"He really doesn't know what's good for him. Why should Your Highness the Saint accept the challenge? Who do you think you are?"
"I knew it, this guy has no good intentions; he even wants Your Highness the Saint to compress his cultivation to fight him. Is Your Highness the Saint that bored?"
"Exactly, if you're strong, you should just suppress them directly. Who the hell is so bored as to compress their cultivation to fight someone else?"
"Get down, stop embarrassing yourself there!"
"Get down!"
Many Disciples shouted, Xiao Yunting's words were truly inappropriate.
Who did he think he was? Would Your Highness the Saint be afraid of him?
Some time ago, Fang Chen suppressed the Snake Clan Holy Son and the Giant Eagle Clan Prodigy Eagle Tianyi, so these Disciples naturally favored Fang Chen even more.
How could they let Xiao Yunting speak of Your Highness the Saint in such a way?
"Since Your Highness the Saint is not afraid, then why doesn't he accept the challenge! Why doesn't he dare to accept it!"
Xiao Yunting continued.
He had gone all out; today, no matter what, he had to make Fang Chen accept the challenge!
Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, and their gazes towards Xiao Yunting held some disgust.
This Xiao Yunting really didn't know what was good for him!
Just then, Hua Mengying, who had been watching the commotion, couldn't help but step forward and smile, "Your Highness the Saint is busy with affairs and won't accept the challenge, so I'll accept it."
"If you can't even defeat me, then you naturally don't have the qualifications to challenge Your Highness the Saint."
Hua Mengying had long been annoyed with Xiao Yunting.
This guy was truly arrogant, opening his mouth to say he would replace Fang Chen, and even claiming Fang Chen was afraid. How could Hua Mengying sit still?
Hua Mengying stepping forward immediately attracted everyone's attention.
However, many Disciples were surprised.
Although many Disciples knew Hua Mengying was in the Holy Land, very few had actually seen her.
"Moonlight Hall, Hua Mengying?"
After Xiao Yunting saw Hua Mengying, a hint of stunning beauty flashed in his eyes!
As a famous beauty in the Eastern God Domain, especially Hua Mengying, who was the type to bewitch souls, she naturally became a woman Xiao Yunting wanted to possess.
Xiao Yunting had long made up his mind that if he had the chance in the future, he would definitely take Hua Mengying.
Such a peerless beauty, making her his follower, that's how he would feel a sense of accomplishment.
He had failed when he pursued Lin Luowei before, and now he hadn't yet interacted with this Hua Mengying, which had always been a regret in his heart.
Especially after hearing that Hua Mengying had become Fang Chen's follower, he felt even more regret.
"I only want to challenge the Saint!"
Xiao Yunting gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
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