Mu Qin Xin, proud as a swan, turned and led Mu Yi Yi away.
Ling Fan remained indifferent to Mu Qin Xin's provocation.
He also began to walk along the small path in the valley, heading towards the mountain peak shrouded in faint divine radiance in the depths of Wang Yue Valley.
Ahead.
Hundreds of geniuses, eager to showcase their strength, rushed towards the Wang Yue Pavilion halfway up the mountain.
The scene was quite spectacular.
Soon, Ling Fan was left far behind.
But before long, the footsteps of those geniuses began to slow.
The closer they got to the mountain peak, the heavier the pressure they felt with the passage of time.
Before even reaching the foot of the mountain, many geniuses below the Tian Yuan realm could no longer proceed.
Because at the foot of the mountain, the pressure emanating from the peak was already extremely heavy.
Even geniuses in the Tian Yuan realm would leave deep footprints with each step, making it difficult to move.
Let alone those geniuses below the Tian Yuan realm.
Only geniuses at the late stage of the Tian Yuan realm or above were less affected.
However, these geniuses were not too discouraged.
Instead, they stopped where they were and began to cultivate.
Firstly, they could use the pressure of Wang Yue Valley to temper their cultivation.
Secondly, Wang Yue Valley was very peculiar, and cultivating here yielded twice the results with half the effort, with excellent effects.
Such an opportunity was extremely rare for them.
Every year at the Wang Yue Martial Gathering, many geniuses were able to break through their cultivation bottlenecks by utilizing the characteristics of Wang Yue Valley.
Ling Fan's pace was neither fast nor slow.
Soon.
He gradually surpassed those ordinary geniuses who were forced to stop and cultivate.
The pressure of this Wang Yue mountain peak felt like a mere tickle to him, almost negligible.
The moment he stepped onto the peak,
The pressure suddenly surged.
A formidable pressure, capable of making even top-tier Tian Yuan realm experts turn pale, descended with a roar.
However, Ling Fan's footsteps only paused slightly.
Then, he took a step forward, treating the pressure as nothing, and continued to walk up the mountain at an unhurried pace.
Behind him.
The geniuses from various sects were stunned.
"This person... isn't he that trash from the Four Symbols Sect, the one in the Xuan Gang realm... His cultivation seems to be only in the late Xuan Gang stage, how come he doesn't seem to be affected at all..."
"Did something happen to Wang Yue Peak?"
"Damn it, it's unfair! Why can he go up, and we can't!"
"The pressure on Wang Yue Peak must have weakened, let me try!"
A genius in the middle stage of the Tian Yuan realm, who had stopped at the foot of the mountain, suddenly took a step forward.
But before his foot even landed on the mountain,
A terrifying pressure descended with a roar, and the genius in the middle stage of the Tian Yuan realm's expression changed drastically, his body feeling as if it had been heavily struck.
Bang!
His body was violently thrown out, falling to the ground and unable to get up for a long time.
His eyes showed extreme shock.
With a dazed expression,
He muttered, "How could this be... The pressure on Wang Yue Peak is clearly still there, but why can that trash go up, while I, a genius in the middle stage of the Tian Yuan realm, cannot!"
...
Soon.
Ling Fan's figure disappeared from their sight.
Halfway up Wang Yue Peak.
Wu Chang Kong, the Saint Son of the Heavenly Azure Sect, was the first to enter the Wang Yue Pavilion.
Behind him were Chen Wei, the Saintess of the Profound Frost Valley, and Jin Jian, the First Saint Son of the Silver Feather Sect.
Xie Ying of the Evil Moon Palace, Luo Ke, the Demon Son of the Blood Demon Sect.
And top geniuses from various sects such as Ao Long Wu Di, the Saint Son of the Scarlet Dragon Hall, also entered the Wang Yue Pavilion one after another, unwilling to be outdone.
Although the pressure on Wang Yue Peak was formidable, and near the Wang Yue Pavilion, even geniuses in the Quasi-Giant Spirit realm would find it very strenuous, it was completely within their acceptable range.
Wu Chang Kong walked to the railing, looking down at the scene below and said, "Only about one-fifth of the geniuses reached the Wang Yue Pavilion in previous years. I wonder if there will be more this year."
Suddenly.
His gaze fell upon a figure.
It was Ling Fan.
"A Xuan Gang realm cultivator can also ascend Wang Yue Peak? This is the first time I've seen it. This person is quite interesting."
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
But that was all.
He did not pay much attention to this figure.
To him, the recognized number one prodigy in the Upper Azure Realm, a mere Xuan Gang realm cultivator was no different from an ant.
"Heh heh, just a waste. This kind of trash dares to come to the Wang Yue Martial Gathering to make a fool of himself. It's just self-humiliation!"
Jin Jian's gaze fell on Ling Fan, and his expression immediately became somewhat unfriendly.
"Oh? Judging by your tone, Brother Jin Jian, you seem to be very hostile towards this person."
Xie Ying, the Young Master of the Evil Moon Palace, asked curiously.
Jin Jian snorted, "This person once spoke arrogantly in front of our Silver Feather Sect's Fourth Saintess and several disciples, showing disrespect to our Silver Feather Sect. As the First Saint Son of the Silver Feather Sect, how could I let him off."
"Heh heh, so that's how it is. However, why would this kind of trash be worth your effort, Brother Jin Jian? Just let an ordinary disciple deal with him later, so as not to lower your status."
These top geniuses chatted for a while and soon changed the topic.
Below the halfway point of the mountain.
Because she was carrying Mu Yi Yi, Mu Qin Xin's pressure was almost doubled.
Even though she had broken through to the Giant Spirit realm, it was still very difficult.
Many geniuses in the Quasi-Giant Spirit realm or even the peak of the Tian Yuan realm had already surpassed her.
Mu Yi Yi was extremely distressed and did not want to continue to be a burden to Mu Qin Xin, but Mu Qin Xin was very stubborn and refused to abandon Mu Yi Yi.
"Entering the Wang Yue Pavilion has many benefits. Not only can it invisibly improve your physique, but it can also increase your martial arts comprehension."
"Even when the Silver Toad exhales its dan qi, if you have the chance to absorb even a trace of the scattered dan qi, it will be of immense benefit to improving your physique and cultivation talent!"
"But Sister, you..."
Mu Yi Yi was so distressed that she was about to cry.
"Be good, listen to me! Don't worry about your sister, I can still manage carrying someone."
Mu Qin Xin's Giant Spirit realm cultivation surged within her body, resisting the increasingly terrifying pressure.
Her legs were trembling slightly.
Her fair face was covered in sweat.
Steam rose from her dark hair.
With every step she took, her foot left a deep footprint on the ground.
Suddenly.
Mu Qin Xin's vision went black from exhaustion, and she almost fell forward.
Mu Yi Yi couldn't help but let out a cry of alarm.
At this moment.
An invisible force spread from behind, steadily supporting Mu Qin Xin while also protecting Mu Yi Yi.
Mu Qin Xin felt the pressure on her suddenly lighten.
She couldn't help but turn her head sharply. She saw a grey-haired young figure with a calm expression appear behind the sisters.
Ling Fan!
She blurted out.
"Brother Ling Fan! You caught up!" Mu Yi Yi also exclaimed in surprise, shaking Ling Fan's arms repeatedly.
Ling Fan smiled slightly at Mu Yi Yi and reached out to rub the girl's soft, dark hair.
"Let's go, your sister is tired. I'll give you a ride."
Ling Fan took Mu Yi Yi's hand.
He walked up Wang Yue Peak as if strolling through a leisurely garden.
Mu Qin Xin, watching Ling Fan's retreating figure, was completely stunned.
In an instant, a storm of emotions surged within her heart.
Because she knew how terrifying the pressure was to carry a Xuan Gang realm cultivator!
She had personally experienced it on this journey, and she knew it better than anyone.
Even with her Giant Spirit realm cultivation, she was almost unable to hold on.
Yet Ling Fan seemed as if nothing had happened.
At that moment.
Mu Qin Xin smiled bitterly.
She felt that her previous silent competition with Ling Fan now seemed like a complete joke.
Ling Fan's strength was unfathomable.
It far exceeded her imagination.
Recalling how she had provocatively said before they set off that she hoped Ling Fan could reach the Wang Yue Pavilion, otherwise he wouldn't even have the资格 to fight her, she felt her face burning.
Looking back now.
She had completely brought this humiliation upon herself.
And Ling Fan had never bothered to argue with her from beginning to end.