424: Swearing

Along the way, Lu Xingchen saw thousands of young people coming and going with his own eyes.

Everyone who passed by waved and greeted the four, but no one was tactless enough to approach and strike up a conversation.

Because the large portraits of the three were displayed on the Plaza's light screen, visible to everyone participating in the convention.

Through the Teleportation Array, the four saw a towering mountain, shrouded in mist, with lush green trees and houses scattered across it.

The mist was formed by an overabundance of spiritual energy, and the higher one went, the denser the spiritual energy became.

From this, one could discern the strength of the Human Emperor Hall; Lu Xingchen estimated that the Cultivation speed at the peak was already comparable to the core area of the Eighth-Grade Spirit Gathering Array within the Lingyun Sect.

For ordinary people, this mountain peak was a small Opportunity.

But Lu Xingchen didn't pay it any mind.

Because the System's experience point System was too stringent; he now needed 500 million experience points to level up, and this amount of spiritual energy was simply not enough.

Killing enemies was still the fastest way to level up, but he wondered if this Martial Arts Convention allowed life-and-death battles?

As core members of a Ninth-Rank Sect, the four naturally received preferential treatment; the two Venerables directly escorted them to the peak, arranging four adjacent rooms.

After completing all this, the two flew away.

Zuoqiu Qingluo said in a deep voice, "Big Strong One Brother, have you memorized the information of everyone in the top one hundred of the popularity ranking?"

Lu Xingchen nodded slightly and said softly, "That's natural. Luo Chen's reputation is the greatest, his popularity value is twice that of Lin Aotian, which is worth being wary of. But I think Wan Hanwen is even more worth paying attention to. Have you heard of this person before?"

The three shook their heads in unison, saying, "Never heard of him."

Lu Xingchen said in a deep voice, "Then he must be like me, only recently starting to show his prominence, and he has intentionally hidden his strength. Otherwise, who cast those hundreds of millions of popularity votes for him?"

"He's not one of the nine prodigies of the central continent, yet he can firmly hold onto the tenth position; he's definitely not simple. You must remain vigilant when facing him."

Lin Xu nodded slightly and said, "Everyone in the top one hundred of the popularity ranking must be taken seriously. The popularity ranking is about renown, not strength; there are bound to be young powerhouses who are on par with us but not as famous."

"The title of the nine prodigies of the central continent will not give us any advantage in this convention; on the contrary, it will make us targets."

Xu Qing also nodded affirmatively: "In short, no opponent can be underestimated; we must go all out in battle!"

Lu Xingchen chuckled, "You're absolutely right. There's nothing else to do now; I'm going into seclusion to Cultivate and improve my strength as much as possible. Sharpening the spear before battle, even if it doesn't shine, it will still be bright!"

"Me too!"

The three replied in unison.

Immediately, the four returned to their respective rooms to Cultivate.

As soon as Lu Xingchen sat cross-legged on the cushion and closed his eyes, a thunderous sound rang in his ears.

"Lu Dazhuang, get out here!"

Lu Xingchen immediately frowned.

This voice was very strange; it was clearly soft and eerie, with a sickly feeling, but under the amplification of Dou Qi, it became loud and powerful, sounding very uncomfortable.

Combining this voice with recent events, he had already guessed the identity of the newcomer.

Lu Xingchen sighed lightly, stood up, and walked out of his room.

If it's a blessing, it's not a misfortune; if it's a misfortune, it can't be avoided.

Although he didn't want to fight the top-ranked powerhouse on the popularity list, the grudge had already been formed, and begging for mercy now was useless; it was better to be a bit tougher.

Stepping out of the room, he looked up at the sky, where Luo Chen was spreading his Dou Qi Wings, staring at him with a cold expression.

That's right, he already knew about Luo Yang being killed by Mu Ruxue, because he had left a Soul Imprint in Luo Yang's sea of soul.

Not only could he sense Luo Yang's life and death, but he could also record some information from before his death.

Coupled with the Luoshen Palace's scouts, he already knew that Lu Dazhuang had gone to the Li family with Mu Ruxue.

When Luo Yang revealed his identity, Lu Dazhuang not only didn't stop Mu Ruxue but also condoned her continued killing of his cousin.

He simply didn't put Luoshen Palace in his eyes!

Moreover, Luo Yang and he were not just cousins.

Therefore, he specifically came to trouble Lu Xingchen this time.

If he had the chance, he would kill him directly; even if he couldn't, he would cripple him so he couldn't participate in the Martial Arts Convention.

Luo Chen's voice was very loud, spreading throughout the entire mountain peak; he wanted everyone to see Lu Dazhuang's miserable state after being beaten down.

As he wished, more than half of the young Martial Artists on the mountain noticed this statement and flew over, staying on the periphery to watch the show.

There were easily over a thousand onlookers.

"Damn, who is this? How dare he speak to Lu Dazhuang, one of the nine prodigies of the central continent, like that? Is he tired of living?"

"Are you blind? That's Luo Chen! The head of the popularity ranking, head of the eight prodigies of the central province. Do you feel the Dou Qi fluctuations on him? An Eight-Star Martial Venerable, truly terrifying! And he's not even thirty yet!"

"Strange, have these two met before? They seem to have no connection, right? How did they become enemies?"

"I don't know. How could we understand the affairs of these big shots? From Luo Chen's tone, it seems like he wants to kill Lu Dazhuang!"

"Even if both of them die here, it has nothing to do with me; I'm just here to watch the show."

Feeling the powerful Dou Qi fluctuations from Luo Chen, Lu Xingchen also frowned deeply.

25 years old, Eight-Star Martial Venerable.

This was only his superficial strength; who knew how many trump cards this guy still had?

The head of the nine prodigies, truly terrifying!

No wonder Senior Brother Lin Xu lost to him.

Lu Xingchen flew into the sky, met Luo Chen's gaze, and said in a deep voice, "Luo Chen, what do you want with me?"

Luo Chen's voice still had that strange quality.

"You brat, isn't that nonsense? Your Disciple Mu Ruxue killed my cousin; I'm here to settle the score. Now, kneel down and kowtow three times, then hand over Mu Ruxue's corpse, and I can spare your life."

"Otherwise, I will go to the Lingyun Sect and wipe out everyone in your Sect!"

Lu Xingchen said in a deep voice, "Luo Chen, since you've investigated so much information, you must also know the whole story. Our Xiaoxue was just acting in self-defense; she did nothing wrong."

Luo Chen said indifferently, "Luo Yang is dead; I have no heart to distinguish right from wrong. Tell me your choice!"

Lu Xingchen said in a deep voice, "You idiot, I choose to f*** you! If you dare to touch a single hair on Xiaoxue, I will definitely wipe out the entire Luoshen Palace!"

Luo Chen had always been arrogant and condescending, and crucially, he treated Xiaoxue's life as nothing, which also ignited some anger in Lu Xingchen, so he couldn't help but curse.

Hearing Lu Xingchen's words, Luo Chen's first reaction was not anger, but surprise.