Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

"If this is true, then it is indeed too much of a coincidence. Let's wait and see what happens." Gu Chi said.

"I don't care what grudges you have with Qianhe. I came out this time for her. Don't even think about competing with me." Nangong Jin made his attitude clear. Anyone who wants to compete with him is his enemy.

Sikong Lingyun said: "Qianhe and my Xuanyuan Immortal Palace have an irreconcilable feud. I must bring her back to the sect for punishment."

Gu Chi suppressed the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of their Xuanyuan Immortal Palace. Even without mentioning this, just considering the two priceless treasures of the sect, the Autumn Silkworm Golden Silk and the Luoshu, he would never let Gu Chi go.

"If you are the Holy Son of Xuanyuan, you still have the qualifications to compete with me. Who do you think you are?" Nangong Jin is not very old, but his words and actions are quite strong.

"His name is Sikong Lingyun. He is one of the strongest men of the younger generation in Xuanyuan Immortal Palace. He has few rivals in a battle with people of the same realm. He was almost chosen as the Son of God back then, but now there is still a possibility that he will be newly appointed as the Son of God." Murong Zhixiu introduced.

"How does it compare to their Holy Son?" Nangong Jin asked indifferently.

Many people in the restaurant were just watching from the sidelines. This handsome and flawless young man with white hair seemed to look down on everyone and was very arrogant. Many people were expecting him to have a fight with Sikong Lingyun.

Sikong Lingyun remained calm and composed, and did not respond.

Nangong Jin played with the jade cup and said, "Even if your Holy Son came, he might not be able to defeat me. Do you think you are stronger than your Holy Son?"

"Isn't this fellow Taoist a little too overbearing?" Sikong Lingyun frowned slightly.

He didn't want to have too much involvement with Nangong Jin, but if he remained indifferent after being looked down upon, it would only make everyone present think that he was weak, not magnanimous.

"It seems that you are not convinced, so I will give you a chance to prove yourself."

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Jin made his move. His slender and long palms and fingers were like fine jade, even more beautiful and flawless than a woman's hands.

At this moment, many people in the restaurant felt as if they were being suffocated by a powerful pressure.

Nangong Jin flicked his jade finger and actually summoned an ancient stele from the void. The patterns on it flickered, and it was filled with an ancient and heavy aura of the Tao, intending to suppress Sikong Lingyun on the spot.

This is not a physical weapon, but a "Tao Monument" condensed from his own magic power and understanding of Tao!

"boom"

Sikong Lingyun held up the sky with one hand to stop the stele from falling.

"chi"

On the Dao monument, lines of innate patterns shine brightly, and the aura of the Great Dao permeates the air, as if a piece of blue sky is pressing down.

The floor beneath Sikong Lingyun's feet was cracked and spreading like a spider web, and it could collapse at any time.

"buzz"

Suddenly, a dazzling holy light burst out from Sikong Lingyun's body, like a burning holy fire attached to his body surface. The bent arm straightened up suddenly, propping up the fallen ancient monument a little.

"This is the Xuanyuan Celestial Art of the Xuanyuan Immortal Palace. It is said to be invulnerable to all attacks. It is one of the best defensive techniques in the entire Jiuli Dynasty."

"I heard that not everyone is qualified to practice Xuanyuan Tiangong. Now that Sikong Lingyun has received this inheritance, will he really be appointed as the new Holy Son?"

"Ants shaking the sky!" Nangong Jin snorted coldly. The innate patterns on the ancient stele became more numerous and denser, interweaving the mysterious "Tao" and "Principle", as solid as iron and as heavy as a mountain.

Not to mention Sikong Lingyun in the field, even the people watching the game nearby felt tremendous pressure, and many of them were so stressed that they could not stand up straight.

"click"

The floor cracked again, and Sikong Lingyun frowned, feeling something was wrong. The young, white-haired boy in front of him did have the capital to look down on others.

With a "clang" sound, a dazzling divine light suddenly came from the direction of the stairs and fell heavily on the ancient monument. Although it did not directly break it into pieces, it caused it to shift a little, which relieved Sikong Lingyun of a lot of pressure.

Everyone looked towards the stairs, where stood a man in yellow clothes, who looked to be about twenty-five years old and looked very heroic.

"Who are you and how dare you attack me?" Nangong Jin's eyes flashed coldly.

"Wanyan Holy Land - Chu Xiang Liang." The man in yellow introduced himself.

"You are from the Wanyan Holy Realm, are you going to fight me too?" Nangong Jin is not very old, but his words and actions are extremely powerful.

Chu Xiangliang said: "I just want to be a peacemaker, I don't want you two to fight to the death."

"A life-and-death duel?" Nangong Jin sneered, his sharp tongue merciless, saying: "Are you overestimating him or underestimating me? Against such a wretch, I can kill him with a flick of my hand. Why would I need to fight him to the death?"

"You!" Sikong Lingyun was furious, his black hair flying wildly.

Chu Xiangliang of the Wanyan Saint Realm smiled slightly and said, "Daoyou are a natural talent. Your future achievements are bound to be limitless. But your hostility is a bit too strong."

"Being outstanding in youth doesn't mean you'll still be outstanding when you grow up. Throughout history, there are many such examples."

"There were once peerless geniuses who reached the Golden Core stage at the age of eight or nine, but after that, they could no longer make any progress until they were gradually overtaken by their peers and finally faded from the stage of history."

Many people in the restaurant could not stand Nangong Jin's dominance and made sarcastic remarks.

"So what if I'm leaving in despair? I've seen the scenery on the top of the mountain before you." Nangong Jin said, his hands behind his back as he glanced at everyone. "Mediocre people like you might never reach the top of the mountain in your lifetime."

Many people were unable to refute and could only grit their teeth in secret.

"To be honest, this kid is really strong. If I had such a realm and strength at his age, I would probably be even more arrogant than him." Murong Zhixiu secretly sent a message to Gu Chi's spiritual consciousness.

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. If you stand out too much, you will be easily targeted. Be careful that one day you won't even know how you died." Gu Chi responded.

"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."

A pleasant voice was heard from the direction of the stairs, and a young girl had climbed up to the restaurant at some point.

She had a slender figure and an ethereal temperament, and her entire body was shrouded in a hazy purple aura, making it impossible to see her true appearance.

"The successor of Daoxuan League!" Someone recognized the identity of the person.

Gu Chi narrowed her eyes slightly. She had seen how powerful this girl was.

On that day at the Jingzhou ruins, this man chanted the Great Dao and Heavenly Sound, and in an instant he wiped out thousands of evil soldiers.

"I didn't expect that even the sister of Daoxuan League is here. Please come this way." Li Yijun gracefully pulled the successor of Daoxuan League aside.

Gu Chi and Murong Zhixiu looked at each other, there was definitely something wrong here.

"Most likely someone really did spread the news that I would show up in Lanzhou, hoping to make a fortune from it."

Gu Chi guessed in her heart, but what she wanted to know most now was, was this really just a coincidence, or was that person good at fortune-telling and predicted that she would come to Lanzhou?