86: Send you on your way

"This Saint has no interest in mere fighting."

"However, if you can present something that interests this Saint, I might consider it."

Su Changqing said nonchalantly.

Hong Feng was stunned.

He was silent for a moment before speaking:

"I have ten bottles of seventh-grade Medicinal Pills on me."

Su Changqing silently poured out more than a dozen bottles of ninth-grade Medicinal Pills.

The rich Medicinal Pill aroma instantly filled the entire Great Hall.

Hong Feng fell silent.

Damn it?

This is too rich.

A single ninth-grade Medicinal Pill was enough to make countless powerful Martial Artists fight over it, but Su Changqing produced dozens of bottles in one go.

As expected of the Tai Xuan Sect Saint.

The True Disciples of the Wuji Demon Sect all widened their eyes, their eyes gleaming.

If this wasn't the Wuji Demon Sect Great Hall, someone might have been unable to resist making a move.

After all, demonic cultivators wouldn't think too much.

Medicinal Pills, Cultivation Techniques, Heaven And Earth Treasure...

It seems this one lacks nothing.

Su Changqing looked at Hong Feng with a smile and said:

"If it's just these scraps, then forget it."

Upon hearing this, Hong Feng immediately felt a dull ache in his chest.

These were already the most valuable things he could produce.

But to Su Changqing, they were just a pile of trash.

Killing and condemning!

He pondered for a moment, then raised his head and stared intently at Su Changqing:

"I... if I lose, I'll give you my life!"

Like a gambler who has lost too much, he dared to bet his life.

Upon hearing this, Su Changqing's lips curled slightly.

A life?

That's somewhat interesting.

He rubbed his chin, then said indifferently:

"Although your life isn't worth much, it's the most valuable thing you have, so let's go with that."

Upon hearing this, the Disciples all gasped.

Damn it?

Arrogant.

Simply too arrogant.

Although Hong Feng's talent was not as good as Wei Ranzhi's, his talent was second only to Wei Ranzhi's in the entire Wuji Demon Sect.

He possessed a special Physique.

His future achievements could at least Breakthrough to the Supreme Realm.

Even the Saint Realm was not impossible.

Yet, Su Changqing treated such an existence with such disdain.

Simply arrogant.

Wei Shengwu, who was seated in the main seat, was stunned.

This kid really plucks every feather from a goose.

Hong Feng's talent was quite good, considered top-tier in the Wuji Demon Sect.

However, Wei Shengwu had no intention of stopping him.

Furthermore, this made him find Su Changqing more interesting and to his liking.

Ancestor Xuan sat beside him, his lips slightly curved, taking a sip of wine, silently watching the show.

Tsk tsk tsk.

It has to be Changqing; he always comes up with new tricks.

Hearing Su Changqing agree, Hong Feng immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Su Changqing agreed to the duel, he was confident he would never lose.

After all, there was a whole major Realm difference between them.

Hong Feng had always defeated others by fighting above his Realm, so he naturally didn't believe Su Changqing had the ability to defeat him.

Soon, Hong Feng, holding a long spear, arrived at the center of the Great Hall.

He looked at Su Changqing with full confidence, his gaze disdainful.

Su Changqing smiled faintly, slowly walking over with a long sword in hand.

"Make your move, Su Shengzi, I'll let you have three moves, lest others say I'm bullying you."

Hong Feng said with a sneer.

With his Tiangang Realm Late Stage cultivation, he could at most defeat Su Changqing in three moves, so he had no fear.

Letting Su Changqing have three moves was, first, to humiliate him.

Second, it could also highlight his own grand image.

Perhaps it could make Wei Ranzhi fall in love with him.

But unfortunately, he met Su Changqing.

"Is that so."

Su Changqing's lips curved slightly, a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Hong Feng's strength was at the Tiangang Realm Late Stage, comparable to Wang Jiansong's at that time.

Although Su Changqing couldn't defeat Wang Jiansong back then.

At that time, he was only at the Nascent Divinity Realm cultivation, but now he was at the Earthly Fiend Realm Middle Stage, his strength had increased countless times.

With nine Dantians, the amount of True Qi was extremely terrifying.

Even if it came to a direct clash of True Qi, Su Changqing might not lose.

Su Changqing's eyes narrowed, and countless icy Sword Intent surged in his pupils.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

A terrifying Sword Qi swept across, carrying endless icy Qi directly towards Hong Feng.

The latter's face instantly showed great shock.

He could feel the terror of Su Changqing's sword.

Sword Intent!

And it was a top-tier Sword Intent!

It was truly terrifying.

"Bang!"

Hong Feng quickly held his spear to block.

But Su Changqing's move was too terrifying, directly forcing him back four or five steps before he barely managed to stabilize his body.

He widened his eyes, looking at Su Changqing with disbelief.

"What terrifying Sword Intent!"

The surrounding Disciples also stared intently at Su Changqing.

This sword was too dazzling and too terrifying.

Wei Ranzhi's beautiful eyes remained fixed on Su Changqing, not moving away.

The power of that sword, even she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Hmph, if that's all you've got, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Hong Feng said, forcing out his inner confidence.

Su Changqing smiled faintly, unhurriedly, and his long sword rose again.

"Is that so? Then take another look."

"Boom!"

With one sword strike, endless Killing Intent surged.

The entire Great Hall seemed to be enveloped in a chilling aura, and countless Disciples were terrified, some trembling.

"My goodness, what kind of Qi is this?"

"Hiss, what terrifying Killing Intent."

"This... this is still Sword Intent!"

"What, a second type of Sword Intent? How is this possible? How old is he to have comprehended two types of Sword Intent!"

"My goodness!"

"..."

"..."

The True Disciples of the Wuji Demon Sect widened their eyes, each of them in disbelief.

Ordinary Martial Artists struggle their entire lives to comprehend Sword Intent, yet Su Changqing, at such a young age, had already comprehended two types of Sword Intent.

And each one was terrifying.

Wei Shengwu's eyes were also fixed on Su Changqing, not moving.

"Hiss, two types of Sword Intent, and both are top-tier Sword Intent. This kid, what terrifying talent."

Even someone as strong as Wei Shengwu had to admit Su Changqing's terrifying talent.

He definitely couldn't compare to him in his youth.

Wei Ranzhi's beautiful eyes flickered, her mouth slightly open, very surprised.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The terrifying attack, carrying endless Killing Intent, went straight for Hong Feng.

The latter held his spear to block.

But this sword was too strong; he was directly sent flying four or five meters, a mouthful of fresh blood almost gushing out, his entire body's Qi and blood churning.

That sense of annihilation even affected his mind slightly.

At this moment, Hong Feng's gaze towards Su Changqing changed; it was no longer as disdainful as before, but carried unprecedented solemnity.

The Tai Xuan Sect Saint was actually so terrifying.

He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, then looked at Su Changqing seriously.

"There's one last move!"

In reality, he already regretted why he had let Su Changqing have three moves.

But now there was no turning back.

Su Changqing's lips curled slightly.

The last move?

Then I'll send you on your way.

"Purple Extreme Divine Pupil, open."

"Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation, activate!!!"