492: Chapter 492 My Husband, the Immortal Lord is Looking for Him Again

Immortal mist surged across the sky as the peerless Immortal Lord in white descended through the air.

Her pristine white dress trailed down like clouds and snow; her countenance was matchless in this world, cold and stunning.

Qin Wushang watched, momentarily lost in a daze.

This time, even though he used his Supreme Double Pupils to peer at her, the Immortal Lord paid him no mind.

dao rhymes flowed around the Immortal Lord as she looked down upon the billions of living beings below.

"Is she beautiful?"

Mu Bingyun, standing to the side, asked a question.

Among the beings present, only she and Qin Wushang had seen the Immortal Lord's true face.

"She is naturally beautiful, but not as beautiful as my Revered Master."

Qin Wushang spoke bluntly.

In truth, if one were to compare the Immortal Lord's appearance to Chu Yuehua's...

There was no definitive answer as to who was more beautiful; it depended on which one the evaluator preferred.

He preferred Chu Yuehua, so Chu Yuehua was more beautiful.

The Immortal stood atop the highest Immortal Platform and spoke slowly. Her clear words spread across the entire square, ethereal yet majestic, echoing through heaven and earth.

"The auditions for this Prodigy grand competition have now come to a close..."

"The immortal path is cruel, and the struggle is merciless... Countless Cultivators have fallen during this trial... These are all tribulations of cultivation. The Heavenly Dao is fickle, and life and death have their own destinies. There is no need for excessive lamentation..."

A segment of polite opening remarks!

But no one failed to listen; everyone hung on her every word, fearing they might miss a single syllable!

For no other reason than this!

These words were like heavenly music; listening to them provided a slight benefit to one's path of cultivation.

"The Great Waves wash away the sand to reveal the true gold."

"Countless young Prodigies fought bloody battles, showing their sharp edges. Their talent is stunning enough to amaze all ages, and their courage and spirit have not failed the leaders of this generation, nor have they failed their youthful immortal stature..."

"After layers of slaughter and screening, the champion of this Prodigy grand competition's audition is—Mo Cang!"

Qin Wushang's brow furrowed as he listened.

Now the problem arose!

Now that he had restored his true form, should he continue to compete under the identity of Mo Cang...

Or switch back to his original name?

"Reporting to the Immortal Lord, Mo Cang is already dead. This first place should be taken by the person in second place."

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out.

Many experts looked up, following the sound, and were all surprised.

Immortal King Bai had spoken.

He took a step forward and continued, "Immortal Lord, this person Mo Cang did not emerge from the Immortal Ruins. Now that the Immortal Ruins have closed... he must have fallen."

"I suggest that the second place takes his spot."

When the Fairy heard this, her beautiful eyes shifted, seemingly showing some displeasure.

"No! You dog! What are you saying?"

"When did my Brother Wushang ever fall? If you don't know how to speak, can you please shut your foul mouth?"

To everyone's surprise, the one who spoke up to refute Immortal King Bai was actually Lin Ziyao.

Even Qin Wushang was surprised.

"Who are you?"

Immortal King Bai's aura turned cold as he questioned her.

If the Immortal Lord hadn't been here, he definitely would have struck and killed the person on the spot.

A mere junior actually dared to insult him like this.

"Lin Ziyao!"

"Unworthy as I am, I only took second place!"

"Mo Cang is my husband. To say he has fallen, are you lying through your teeth?"

Lin Ziyao showed no fear at all. As she spoke, she reached out and hugged Qin Wushang tightly.

Her words were even more shocking!

"She is Lin Ziyao?"

"Rank two... My god, she actually called this guy her husband!"

"No wonder she dared to speak up; it turns out they have such a relationship!"

Some people were beyond shocked.

No one present was a fool; they all knew that Immortal King Bai was deliberately making things difficult for Qin Wushang.

He was looking for trouble on purpose!

"Mo Cang is your husband? Isn't his name Qin Wushang?"

"Trash who couldn't even make it onto the rankings, what nonsense are you talking here?"

Immortal King Bai shouted coldly, his Immortal King aura spreading out, intending to suppress Lin Ziyao.

However, she didn't show the slightest bit of fear.

"Old dog!"

"You call me trash, then what kind of thing is your son, King Bai Luo?"

"He couldn't even take a single blow from me."

As soon as Qin Wushang spoke, everyone's expression changed drastically.

This was a direct provocation of Immortal King Bai!

When Immortal King Bai heard this, his eyes became bloodshot, and his killing intent surged like a tide.

His fists were clenched tight; he wanted nothing more than to swallow Qin Wushang alive.

"Quiet."

Suddenly, a cold command fell, and every being in the entire square fell silent.

Qin Wushang wanted to continue speaking, but found that he could not open his mouth, nor could he make a sound.

Words carry the weight of law!

The Immortal Lord wanted silence, so no being was allowed to make a sound.

"Your son is dead, and if you want to cause trouble, fine."

"But do not cause trouble in front of this seat."

Boom!

As she spoke, a terrifying power fell upon Immortal King Bai, pinning him to the ground.

Immortal King Bai knelt, coughing up blood, his face turning incredibly pale.

"My words are the rules."

"If there is a next time..."

"Death."

The Immortal Lord's words were icy and devoid of emotion.

Immortal King Bai lowered his head, kneeling on the ground. Hearing these words, he no longer spoke.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a light screen emerged.

It was the point rankings!

The names on the ranking list shone with brilliant light, and one of the names changed.

Rank one: Mo Cang, 21,560 points → Rank one: Qin Wushang, 21,570 points.

Rank two: Lin Ziyao, 20,890 points.

Rank three: Mu Bingyun, 20,355 points.

The three of them swept the top three spots. Among the so-called Five Kings of the Immortal Body, only one person made it into the top five.

That was the fourth-ranked Second Young Master Feng Buping, with 19,880 points.

Qin Wushang looked at this name, his gaze lingering on it for a while.

"This person is not simple. He has fought with me before; he is somewhat restrained and possesses powerful methods."

Mu Bingyun offered a reminder.

Second Young Master Feng Buping, the son of King Feng, was one of the Five Kings of the Immortal Body and the only descendant of an Immortal King from the Immortal Domain to enter the top five.

At this time, from the other side of the square, a gaze also looked over.

Qin Wushang turned his cold profile slightly, his eyes sweeping over indifferently.

Not far away, two young men were sizing him up, the wariness in their eyes undisguised.

He recognized one of them—the Mad King, Chu Tiankuang.

Back during the battle in the Immortal Ruins, he had personally shattered the other's Dao Heart. To this day, Chu Tiankuang's Dao foundation had still not fully recovered.

"That person is Second Young Master Feng Buping."

Mu Bingyun reminded him softly from the side.

Standing beside Chu Tiankuang was a white-haired youth.

His hair fluttered lightly in the wind, looking very elegant. His complexion was deathly pale, and his features were feminine and eerie.

"King Feng... possesses the Ten Thousand Seals Immortal Body and primarily cultivates the Dao of Sealing. He is only one step away from the Quasi-Emperor Realm."

Mu Bingyun added in a cold voice.

"If he has no other hidden trump cards, a mere Dao of Sealing is not worth mentioning."

Qin Wushang commented casually, his tone flat and carrying an innate arrogance.

He had never once held the so-called Five Kings of the Immortal Body of this era in his eyes.

After more than half an hour, the Immortal Lord on the high platform finished her speech, her ethereal figure vanishing into the mist in an instant.

Following that, an Elder of the Immortal Alliance stepped onto the stage and began to explain the rules for the second round of the grand competition in a leisurely manner.

Qin Wushang listened nonchalantly, his expression lazy, not taking it to heart.

Another hour passed before the Elder finished explaining the rules and slowly stepped down from the Immortal Platform.

The densely packed living beings in the square then dispersed.

The second round of duels was set to begin in three days.

Qin Wushang turned around, preparing to leave.

"Godfather! Godfather! Do you not want me anymore?"

An urgent and blunt shout suddenly rang out from behind him.

Qin Wushang looked back to see the obese Wang Rushan running over quickly, the fat on his face trembling slightly as he ran, his expression anxious.

"Godfather, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Wang Rushan approached, his tone aggrieved.

"Do you not want me anymore?"

"Is something wrong?"

Qin Wushang's tone was indifferent.

"Of course something's wrong! Godfather took first place in the auditions; we must celebrate properly! Let's go hold a feast at Baixian Tower!"

Wang Rushan's eyes lit up, his heart full of excitement.

In this Prodigy grand competition, he hadn't even passed the auditions, only gaining some meager opportunities on the periphery.

But fortunately, he had completed the task assigned by his Family Elders—to cling tightly to Qin Wushang's leg.

He was certain in his heart that betting on Qin Wushang was the most correct choice.

"This Devil Seed personally killed King Bai Luo. Aren't you afraid of implicating the Wang Family and inviting disaster?"

A casual smile played on the corners of Qin Wushang's lips.

The Wang Family and the Bai Family were worlds apart.

"What's there to fear?"

Wang Rushan waved his hand dismissively.

"The Immortal Lord has long since clearly stipulated that in the Immortal Ruins trials, one is responsible for their own life and death, and families are strictly forbidden from seeking private revenge!"

If the Immortal Lord hadn't suppressed Immortal King Bai beforehand, he really wouldn't have had the guts to stick to Qin Wushang so openly.

Just then, several figures descended through the air, blocking the way in front of Qin Wushang.

"Young Master, have you taken on another follower?"

The newcomers were Lin Jiuyang, the Heavenly Horned Ant, Qin Yutian, and Ao Qingli.

"Ahem... not a follower, but a godson!"

Wang Rushan quickly straightened his posture to correct them.

He knew clearly that the people before him were all Qin Wushang's followers, and he absolutely could not be rude.

"No need."

Qin Wushang's tone was blunt as he said directly, "'Godson' is just a casual address; you don't have the qualification."

"Whether you can hang around with them in the future depends on your own ability. If you can't keep up, you can leave on your own."

Wang Rushan smiled sheepishly upon hearing this, not daring to say more.

"Young Master, I failed. I was unable to break into the top one hundred and twenty-eight."

Lin Jiuyang took a step forward, speaking with a hint of shame.

Among those traveling together this time, only he and Ao Qingli had been eliminated.

The Heavenly Horned Ant scratched his head and said softly, "My luck was a bit better; I managed to rank in the top hundred by chance."

"Fifty-sixth."

Qin Yutian's tone was flat, his expression calm.

As an Emperor's son, he had a deep foundation and an extraordinary Legacy. Having already stepped into the Saint Venerable Realm, this ranking was only natural.

"It's fine, as long as you did your best."

Qin Wushang said indifferently.

Just as the group was chatting, a cold and ethereal voice suddenly rang out in their minds, audible only to Qin Wushang and Mu Bingyun.

"You two, follow me."

Before the two could react, a gentle immortal power enveloped them, instantly whisking them away from the noisy square.