167: Unless you're willing to become my brother's Daoist partner!

The flames of the Seven Sects National War have raged for over twenty years, and in that time, the total number of Cultivators who have ascended to the Nascent Soul Stage has actually surpassed five hundred.

The top hundred spots on the total points leaderboard are almost firmly occupied by Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses, with only the name 'Han Yu' appearing exceptionally glaring on the list.

Not only does he firmly occupy the high position of second on the total leaderboard, but his cultivation is only at the Core Formation Mid-stage.

The existence of such an 'anomaly' has long since filled the Nascent Soul Cultivators of all major factions with dissatisfaction.

Inside the base city of the Bitao Faction, Su Ling was heading to the Logistics Hall with Lu Tao to purchase supplies, never expecting to run into Liu Muyao coming out of the hall.

Her appearance was as beautiful as a blooming Manju, yet her body was surrounded by biting Evil Qi.

Her Aura appeared quite sharp; she was truly a woman who acted decisively in killing.

Liu Muyao was followed by two Nascent Soul Cultivators, one of whom was the Fentian Sect direct Disciple from Danxia Island, Wen Qingzhu, whom Su Ling was very familiar with.

Ten years ago, he had already broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage and was quite famous among the younger generation.

Seeing Su Ling appear, Wen Qingzhu's eyes flashed slightly, a meaningful smile curled at the corners of his mouth, and he nodded slightly to Su Ling.

"Lu Tao, Han Yu..."

Liu Muyao's voice was cold as ice.

The name of the Azure Thunder Demonic Cultivator had already spread throughout the sects, and Liu Muyao, who had been paying close attention to this, had long since investigated Su Ling's appearance.

But she never expected that Han Yu would actually be taken under Lu Tao's command.

Over the past dozen years or so, he had even assisted Lu Tao in obtaining massive amounts of points, occupying the first place on the total leaderboard.

No matter how much Liu Muyao racked her brains to catch up, she could never do so.

Seeing the two standing side by side at this moment, the sharpness between Liu Muyao's brows intensified, almost becoming tangible.

"Yo, isn't this our tenth-ranked Fairy Liu on the total leaderboard? It's been many days, your elegance is even more brilliant than before!"

Lu Tao wore a somewhat strange smile on his face, his tone filled with undisguised mockery.

"Hmph!"

Liu Muyao let out a cold snort, her gaze sweeping past Lu Tao and locking firmly onto Su Ling beside him, "If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Han's secret assistance, would you, with your meager abilities, be worthy of being arrogant in front of me?"

"Haha! So what? Han Yu and I are life-and-death friends; if he doesn't help me, is he supposed to help you instead?"

As Lu Tao spoke, he threw an arm around Su Ling's shoulder, smiling even more smugly, "However, it's not impossible for me to let my brother help you, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Liu Muyao's eyes suddenly narrowed, her tone remaining calm, yet failing to hide a trace of curiosity.

Even Su Ling was secretly curious... Lu Tao and Liu Muyao had always been at odds; could he really intend to help the other party?

"Unless, you are willing to be my brother's Dao Companion!"

Lu Tao blinked, grinning with a teasing smile, "If that were really the case, let alone Han Yu helping you, I, Lu Tao, would definitely do my utmost to help you ascend to the throne of first place on the total leaderboard!"

"Presumptuous!"

Liu Muyao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she reprimanded him sharply.

Hearing this, how could she not understand that Lu Tao was simply teasing her on purpose!

"Bastard! Fairy Liu is a dignified Nascent Soul Cultivator, a direct descendant of the Azure Wave True Immortal!"

Beside Wen Qingzhu, a young Nascent Soul Cultivator from an unknown cultivation Family shouted angrily, his tone full of disdain, "Han Yu is nothing but a lowly Loose Cultivator, how dare he covet the Fairy? It's simply wishful thinking!"

"Lowly Loose Cultivator?"

The smile on Lu Tao's face vanished instantly, a bone-chilling sharpness flashing in his eyes as he stared coldly at the youth, "And what sewer did you crawl out of, you piece of trash? Is it your place to gossip about my brother, Lu Tao?"

"Hmph, you, Lu Tao, are a Disciple of a True Immortal, and your status is noble, it is true, but that doesn't mean Han Yu can cling to your status!"

The young Nascent Soul Cultivator's expression froze under the pressure of Lu Tao's Aura. Glancing at Liu Muyao's still cold profile, he braced himself and shouted, "Don't think that just because you managed to 'scam' your way to second place on the total leaderboard with the help of a few True Immortal Disciples, you actually have any real ability!"

"Scam? That's truly laughable!"

Lu Tao threw his head back and laughed heartily, taking a step forward, the contempt in his eyes almost drowning the other person, "If you have the ability, why don't you let Liu Muyao also 'scam' her way to second place on the total leaderboard and show me!"

"This..."

The young Nascent Soul Cultivator's face stiffened; he himself had only barely climbed to the eighty-third spot on the total leaderboard.

How could he dare to boast about helping Liu Muyao reach second place.

For a moment, he didn't know how to retort.

"Alright, Lu Tao, don't make such jokes."

Su Ling smiled slightly, stepping forward to block Lu Tao, and looked at Liu Muyao with a slight apology, "Lu Tao is used to being lazy, I hope Fairy Liu will not blame him. Han Yu is just a Loose Cultivator; I would not dare to have any covetous heart toward the Fairy."

Without waiting for Liu Muyao's response, Su Ling looked at the young Nascent Soul Cultivator, his eyes turning cold, and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist, if you think that I, Han, am not worthy of my name, after the National War ends, you are welcome to fight me... I, Han, am ready to accompany you at any time!"

Before the words had even faded, a biting Evil Qi suddenly rose.

Don't let it fool you that his cultivation is still at the Core Formation Mid-stage; his massive mana is not a bit inferior to the Nascent Soul Stage.

In ten years, Su Ling has fought against Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators more than once.

The ten thousand souls banner, which had promoted to a high-grade magic treasure, had absorbed a large number of Demonic Beast and Cultivator remnant souls in various war zones.

The number of fifty thousand had long since been completely filled.

The Soul-Shaking Shriek released by the Soul-Devouring Spider Mother together with the massive amount of remnant souls would cause even a Nascent Soul Cultivator with a soul-suppressing Magic Treasure to suffer great damage to their Divine Soul.

Relying on the Azure Heaven Thunder Method, Ghost Soul Arrow, and the ten thousand souls banner, the number of hostile Nascent Soul Cultivators who had fallen at Su Ling's hands had reached five!

Moreover, the unwritten rule of the National War is that Nascent Soul Cultivators cannot slaughter Core Formation Cultivators on a large scale.

But Su Ling himself is a Core Formation Cultivator, so he is not restricted at all.

Fortunately, he showed some restraint and tried his best to avoid excessive slaughter.

Otherwise, his and Lu Tao's points would have increased by at least one million.

Even so, after experiencing such a long time of slaughter and mastering tens of thousands of remnant souls...

Su Ling's Evil Qi was almost condensed into substance.

When it suddenly erupted, even Liu Muyao felt a shiver.

"You..."

Feeling Su Ling's extremely sharp Aura, the young Nascent Soul Cultivator's expression froze, and then his face quickly flushed red.

As if having suffered a great humiliation, he was about to say something harsh, but was stopped by Liu Muyao raising her hand.

"Xu Yan, that's enough."

The indifferent words made Xu Yan's body tremble, and the harsh words that were about to spill out were immediately stuck in his throat.

"For the sake of Fellow Daoist Han... Lu Tao, I will not hold this matter against you."

Liu Muyao slowly stepped forward, staring at Lu Tao, "If there is a next time, it will be a fight to the death!"

Lu Tao moved his lips, wanting to retort, but was glared at fiercely by Su Ling, so he could only 'tsk' and turn his head to the other side.

"In the future, it is highly likely that you and I will be fellow Disciples... Verbal disputes have no meaning; everything should be judged by the results!"

Liu Muyao cast her gaze toward Su Ling, her tone cold and calm.

After saying this, without waiting for a response, she walked away directly.

Xu Yan snorted coldly and hurried to catch up with Liu Muyao.

"Brother Han, I trust you have been well."

When passing by the two, Wen Qingzhu nodded slightly with a smile on his face.

"Brother Wen, I trust you have been well."

Su Ling cupped his hands slightly, showing a trace of nostalgia.

"I still have matters to attend to..."

Wen Qingzhu glanced at Liu Muyao, who was walking straight away, and returned the salute, "After the National War ends, let us find time to catch up!"

"Good."

Su Ling nodded, expressing his agreement.

"In that case, I, Wen, will take my leave first."

Wen Qingzhu then nodded to the two and left.