"Worry-Free Divine Mountain, what kind of place is that?" Qin Hao asked curiously. Wang Fugui explained, "Any place called a divine mountain must be a super power with a quasi-emperor in charge, and there may be more than one quasi-emperor. For example, in the battle at Feixia Mountain, the Peach Blossom Divine Mountain in Zhongzhou behind the Peach Blossom Palace was such a super power. Fortunately, the Holy Emperor was strong enough to deter all sides, otherwise the Peach Blossom Divine Mountain would have come to retaliate long ago."

"That's right. By the way, who exactly is the empress behind you? Is she a top-tier quasi-emperor of the Ninth Heaven, or a true emperor?" Fang Yuan finally asked the question that everyone wanted to know the most, and even Wang Qianshan and several Saint King elders perked up their ears.

Qin Hao smiled wryly and said, "How would I know? The master we encountered was merely an incarnation of His Majesty the Holy Emperor, while that mysterious empress was a powerful figure behind the Holy Emperor, someone we could not possibly come into contact with."

"That's right, you bunch of brats, stop asking around. Whether it's a quasi-emperor of the Ninth Heaven or a true emperor, it's beyond your reach. That level is too far away from you. What you should be thinking about now is winning first place in this competition and bringing honor to my Purple Dew Academy."

Wang Qianshan launched into another tirade, and the disciples stuck out their tongues, not daring to ask any more questions.

As the group approached the office, someone suddenly blocked the path of the Purple Dew Academy. The young man and woman at the head of the group had arrogant expressions, and everyone was dressed in the same uniform, so they were obviously also there to participate in the competition.

"The Black Shamen people."

Wang Qianshan stepped in front of his disciples, politely cupping his fists in greeting, "Greetings, fellow martial artists."

"Hehe, Purple Dew Academy, huh."

The young man in the lead squinted at people, displaying extreme arrogance.

The girl next to him was dressed young and sexy, and was just as unruly. "Who did I think I was? Turns out I just got lucky and managed to participate in the competition at a rural academy."

"Yeah, you country bumpkins from Zhenzhou, is this your first time in Haotian City? How is it? Isn't Haotian City much richer than your cities made of piles of broken bricks and tiles?"

Their sarcastic remarks made Wang Qianshan frown, and the expressions of Qin Hao, Wang Fugui, and other young disciples all fell. If Old Wang hadn't warned them beforehand not to cause trouble, they would have already made a move.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm just kindly reminding you bunch of country bumpkins that once you come to Haotian City, you should follow the rules and not offend any important people, or you won't even know how you died."

"If it weren't for Chen Futu and that trashy academy, how would they be qualified to participate in the Northern Region Grand Competition?"

"The team leader is only at the Great Saint level. That's laughable. He dares to come out with such little strength. Isn't he afraid of not being able to get back?"

Laughter echoed through the streets as passersby watched the spectacle and discussed the Purple Dew Academy.

"Isn't the Purple Dew Academy a border force that has recently gained a lot of attention?"

"It's them. It's said that the Holy Emperor of Great Xia descended upon Zhenzhou and killed four Quasi-Emperors in a short period of time, dominating the world. Moreover, because the Holy Emperor joined the Purple Dew Academy, they are qualified to participate in this competition."

"The Holy Emperor? Could it be that he has come to Tianzhou?"

"Wouldn't it be better if he came? Tianzhou is not some poor, remote place. So what if the Holy Emperor can kill a Quasi-Emperor? He is not a true Great Emperor. Besides, there are quite a few Quasi-Emperors in Tianzhou. If he comes, he may not be able to go back."

The chatter on the street was incessant, and Qin Hao and the others looked increasingly grim, as if all forces were targeting the Purple Dew Academy, their hostility undisguised.

"Let's go."

Wang Qianshan's face darkened, and he stopped talking nonsense.

He and his men brushed past the Black Sand Sect members. Just then, the young woman suddenly attacked the disciples of the Purple Dew Academy. The disciple walking behind was caught off guard and was struck in the back, flying backward.

Wang Qianshan quickly caught the man, only to find that the disciple's face was ashen and he was on the verge of death.

"what are you doing!"

Qin Hao and the others glared angrily, while the young woman drew her long whip and sneered, "What are you doing? You don't know the rules. We haven't left yet, and you country bumpkins want to leave first. This is the consequence of provoking my Black Sand Sect."

It was obvious that the other party was looking for trouble. Looking at the arrogant eyes of the Black Sand Sect group, Ling Xue strode forward and said, "If you want to fight, I'm ready."

"Hehe, a mere Martial Venerable? I am a Grand Venerable."

The girl lashed out with her long whip, the sound of the whip slicing through the air was extremely sharp, and it went straight for Ling Xue's face.

Clang! Ling Xue caught the whip with her bare hands, causing gasps of surprise to erupt in the street.

Qin Hao immediately rushed over, "Junior sister, your senior brother will deal with her!"

"A Grand Venerable who is not worthy of being mentioned in public doesn't need Senior Brother's help."

Ling Xue is inherently proud and aloof. She has mastered a modified version of the Great Grade Azure Lotus Song, making her incredibly powerful. She doesn't even consider someone at the early stage of the Cloud-Piercing Realm a threat.

With a flick of her wrist, the woman opposite her cried out in surprise, nearly having her whip snatched away. As she strained to control the whip, Ling Xue abruptly released her grip, causing the woman to stumble back several steps before regaining her footing. Her face fell. "You little bitch, you're asking for it!"

"If that's all the strength you have, then go home and nurse. Killing you would only dirty my hands."

Ling Xue looked so heroic and dashing as she held the long sword.

More and more people gathered on the street to watch the spectacle, marveling at her refinement and poise.

Such praise only fueled the woman's anger, so the whip, imbued with true energy and transformed into flames, attacked again. Ling Xue moved with incredible speed, dodging the whip in a flash, and then slapped the woman across the face.

With a sharp crack, the woman was sent flying backward, half of her face quickly swelling up.

"Junior Sister Xue, well done!"

"Xue'er, Xue'er, you're the best!"

Wang Fugui waved his flashy folding fan and grinned widely, yelling loudly.

The streets were filled with laughter, but the disciples of the Black Sand Sect quickly protected the woman, each one enraged, shouting, "You bumpkins from Zhenzhou, how dare you!"

"Fine, let's fight! Who's afraid of you?!"

Qin Hao, Xue Wu, and Fang Yuan all stepped forward, and the two sides confronted each other, exuding a murderous aura.

An old man from the back of the opposing team stepped forward. He was actually an ancient saint. As soon as he released his aura, the people from Zilu Academy were immediately suppressed, and one of them felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back and could not move.

Wang Qianshan stepped in front, unleashing a golden scroll: "Fellow Daoist, please go too far!"

"Hehe, the little dog of Zilu Academy doesn't know the difference between superior and inferior. I, the Saint, will discipline it on behalf of your academy."

"you dare!"

Qin Hao immediately summoned the Primordial Puppet, which had been hidden in the group, and it stepped forward to block the pressure from the Ancient Saint.

"Wow, an ancient saint creating puppets, what a grand scheme!"

The ancient saint opposite him was slightly moved.

There has never been an Emperor's Puppet Refinement in this world. The strongest is the puppet refinement of the Ancient Saint. If it really comes down to a fight, he will not have the upper hand with the puppet's physique.

The two sides reached a stalemate.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a girl's voice rang out, "How dare you bully Xiaobai's nephew! I'll beat you up!"

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