Different people

The Disciple spoke again.

"What makes our Third Tower different from the others is that we follow the Palace Mistress's orders completely. We report directly to Cold Moon Palace, unlike the other towers which are merely vassals of the Nine Palaces!"

"The Palace Mistress gave orders long ago that no one is allowed to target Senior, because Senior is a Core Disciple of our Cold Moon Palace!"

Zhou Ziming was somewhat surprised.

And looking at the Disciple's expression...

He held the Palace Mistress of Cold Moon Palace in high regard. When he spoke of that woman, his eyes were full of admiration, almost sparkling with stars.

Zhou Ziming couldn't help but feel curious now.

"Tell me about the Palace Mistress. I'm interested in hearing about her!"

The Disciple immediately perked up.

"Alright!"

Then, the Disciple proudly recounted the story of the Palace Mistress of Cold Moon Palace from beginning to end.

Without a doubt.

The Palace Mistress of Cold Moon Palace was the top figure among Immortal Emperors.

Originally, the founding of Cold Moon Palace was entirely because Leng Huanyun created it for her sister, Leng Huanshan.

The two sisters had fought their way from a small School to become the head of the Nine Palaces today!

Furthermore, there were rumors.

That if Leng Huanyun made another Breakthrough, she would likely become part of the core of the White Jade Capital.

It was just a pity.

One of the original pair of geniuses, Leng Huanshan, had been harmed by someone.

Speaking of this...

The Disciple's expression turned angry.

Zhou Ziming could see that he was truly furious.

From the looks of it...

This woman really was different.

At the very least, when the Disciple spoke of them, it was with great affection and respect.

Zhou Ziming smiled.

"A single sect with two Supremes naturally invites jealousy. Unless everyone is the same, they will always find ways to crush others to death!"

The Disciple was stunned for a moment.

Then he bowed again.

"I have learned much!"

Zhou Ziming waved his hand.

"I'm just stating a common fact. Anyway, how do I get to Insect Valley?"

The Disciple quickly took out a map and presented it to Zhou Ziming.

Zhou Ziming took the map and headed straight for Insect Valley.

However, the Disciple followed along.

Zhou Ziming didn't stop him.

But the Disciple still said, "Senior, Gu Tianhe really shouldn't be underestimated. In fact, his performance is even more brilliant than the Palace Mistress's during that same period—it's even superior!"

"Senior must be careful!"

Zhou Ziming smiled.

"Your worry is a bit unnecessary!"

The Disciple felt a bit embarrassed.

"Well, the Palace Mistress once commented that even if she were at the same stage as she was back then, she wouldn't necessarily be able to defeat Gu Tianhe!"

"So, this Junior spoke a bit too much!"

Zhou Ziming: "Mhm."

The Disciple said no more.

Because he had realized...

...that Zhou Ziming's main trait was his indifference.

Since that was the case...

...he didn't say anything else.

But he still informed the Palace Mistress about this.

In this Disciple's view, since he was a Disciple personally acknowledged by the Palace Mistress, Zhou Ziming should carry a lot of weight in her heart.

He thought that perhaps it would be good for Zhou Ziming to run into some obstacles.

He wanted to see if the Palace Mistress would step in to save Zhou Ziming at a critical moment.

As expected.

His guess was correct.

The Palace Mistress really did care quite a bit about matters concerning Zhou Ziming.

"Understood!"

The Disciple was excited.

The Palace Mistress responded to me! She actually responded to me!

Oh my god, I'll have something to brag about from now on.

The Disciple was exceptionally excited... but unlike the others...

Leng Huanyun was truly looking forward to the duel between Zhou Ziming and Gu Tianhe.

One was a legendary Child of Destiny.

The other was currently recognized as the strongest within the Immortal Pattern Second Stage.

In Leng Huanyun's view...

...the so-called Child of Destiny title didn't actually have much to do with Zhou Ziming.

Ever since she took Zhou Ziming as her Personal Disciple, she had thoroughly investigated him.

Zhou Ziming hadn't relied on any Luck along his journey, nor had he relied on so-called Opportunities.

He had reached his current position entirely through his own talent and hard work.

And what was even less known...

...was that Leng Huanyun knew Zhou Ziming's cultivation Aptitude was actually garbage.

It had been destroyed by his own younger brother.

Yet Zhou Ziming, dragging a broken body, had forcefully made his way to where he was today.

"In some aspects, Zhou is greater than Gu, but as for the actual outcome, we'll only know after they fight once!"

Leng Huanyun's gaze couldn't help but fall upon the Secret Realm at this moment.

Just like Leng Huanyun, the other masters of the Nine Palaces were also watching.

Because this was also a Peak battle of the younger generation.

Unlike them...

Yun Lu was somewhat worried at this time.

"We're screwed. If Zhou Ziming really defeats Gu Tianhe, the challenge we'll have to face will be quite large."

"Because at that time, the Nine Palaces will likely all want to get their hands on Zhou Ziming. If they can't have him, they'll destroy him. For our Blood Rain Tower, this could be a catastrophe!"

Yun Lu hesitated for a moment.

Then he said to Iron Mask again, "Think of a way!"

Iron Mask was speechless.

"I think of a way? Do you even hear what you're saying?"

Yun Lu smiled.

"You're full of clever ideas; you should be able to come up with something!"

Iron Mask shook his head.

"It's not a matter of whether I can think of a way or not. Do you know what the situation is like in Phantom Palace right now?"

"Almost everyone in the entire Phantom Palace has stopped Cultivating upon hearing that Gu Tianhe and Zhou Ziming are going to fight; they're all watching this battle!"

"Do you know what this means?"

"It means determining who is the strongest of the younger generation. That Gu Tianhe is only at the Immortal Pattern Second Stage, yet he's already a Core member of Wuji Palace."

"If Zhou Ziming really wins against Gu Tianhe, do you think our Blood Rain Tower can keep him?"

Yun Lu was somewhat unwilling.

"Are we really going to just hand Zhou Ziming over to the Nine Palaces?"

Iron Mask said helplessly.

"What else? Even if the three of us reached the Immortal Emperor Realm, we would still be ants to any of the Nine Palaces!"

"Zhou Ziming isn't someone we can keep."

"Our Blood Rain Tower truly doesn't have the fortune to enjoy someone like him or such blessings!"

Yun Lu narrowed his eyes.

"How about we take a gamble centered on Zhou Ziming!"

Iron Mask rubbed his temples.

"I actually don't quite understand why you are so obsessed with the title of the Nine Palaces!"

"Even when you see a glimmer of hope, you really don't want to let it go at all!"

Yun Lu's tone was serious.

"Because of resources—massive amounts of resources!"

"Only by becoming one of the Nine Palaces can one access vast resources. Secondly, it's the chance to enter the White Jade Capital. Only those of the Nine Palaces have a fixed number of slots to enter every year!"

"Only by entering the White Jade Capital can one encounter Supreme Dao Techniques and go further!"

"It's not just us; even the other towers wouldn't give up if they saw even the slightest Opportunity!"

Iron Mask understood instantly.

The Central Continent isn't lacking in Geniuses. In fact, who among those who can enter the Central Continent isn't a Genius?

But if they want to go further, they must have resources and Supreme Immortal Techniques.

And in today's Central Continent, the only place to obtain Supreme Immortal Techniques is the White Jade Capital.

And the Nine Palaces are the tickets to enter the White Jade Capital.

"If the Blood Rain Tower were the Blood Rain Palace, then we would all have the chance to reach higher Realms. If the Blood Rain Tower remains just the Blood Rain Tower, the most we'll ever be in our lives is Immortal Emperors!"

Iron Mask muttered to himself!