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In just half a month, Su Zhan had mastered the Yangyan Scripture. His true qi had completely transformed into the scorching energy of the Yangyan cultivation art, far more domineering and powerful than his previous Cold Jade Cultivation Art!

Su Zhan opened his attribute panel to examine his progress.

[Host]: Su Zhan

[Cultivation]: Middle Stage of the Yuan Condensation Realm

[Cultivation Technique]: Yangyan Scripture (Introductory)

[Martial Arts Techniques]: Flowing Fire Sword Technique (Minor Achievement), Shadow Movement (Minor Achievement), Flame Burst Fist (Minor Achievement), Mountain Splitting Palm (Minor Achievement), Heavenly Frost Sword Technique (Perfection), Wind Step (Perfection), Diamond Body Technique (Perfection), Jade Piercing Finger (Perfection)

In just half a month, he had completely replaced the mortal-level Cold Jade Cultivation Art with the Yangyan Scripture, and his four high-grade Xuan-level martial arts had all reached Minor Achievement!

A faint smile appeared on Su Zhan's face.

The difficulty of cultivating high-grade Xuan-level martial arts was ten times greater than mortal-level techniques. Achieving this level of progress in such a short time exceeded even his expectations.

With the swift evasion capabilities of the Shadow Movement technique, the explosive power of Flame Burst Fist and Mountain Splitting Palm, and his strongest attack—the Flowing Fire Sword Technique—his overall combat power had increased dramatically.

Now he simply needed to wait for the activation of the Spiritual Energy Gathering Formation and utilize the power of the spiritual rain to break through to the late stage or even the peak of the Yuan Condensation Realm!

At that point, he could prepare to advance to the Spirit Forging Realm!

In the Spirit Forging Realm, cultivators could forge their own natal weapons, not only increasing their personal strength but also unleashing devastating attacks through the power of these spiritual armaments!

A cultivator at this level would be considered a powerful figure throughout various regions of the Xia Nation!

A powerful figure...

The memory of the elderly Spirit Forging Realm expert from the Tianque Sect flashed through his mind, and Su Zhan shook his head with mild amusement.

Having lived his previous life as an ordinary person, Su Zhan may not have fully understood how formidable a Spirit Forging Realm cultivator truly was. At least in his current perspective, the Spirit Forging Realm couldn't be considered particularly strong.

It seemed that in the future, he would need to study more reference materials about cultivation levels. The inherited memories in his mind might not be entirely accurate regarding the broader cultivation world.

With these thoughts in mind, Su Zhan settled into the front courtyard of his cave dwelling, calming his spirit and waiting for the spiritual rain to descend.

At that moment, on Baiyun Peak, twenty-three true disciples were likewise preparing to receive the spiritual rain.

"Everyone, I am just one step away from entering the middle stage of the Spirit Forging Realm. I hope you can yield some spiritual rain to me this time, and I will definitely repay this kindness in the future!"

A loud voice echoed across Baiyun Peak, infused with powerful true qi that carried throughout the mountain and could even be heard by the spectators gathered at its base.

"That's Yu Tian from Cave Dwelling Number Twenty-Four!" someone identified.

"He only became a true disciple less than a year ago, and now he's about to break through again?" another observed with amazement.

"In just one year, advancing from the early stage to the middle stage of the Spirit Forging Realm—it's truly impressive!" a third voice added.

"Of course! Do you think these true disciples are the same as ordinary cultivators? On Baiyun Peak, each of them possesses extraordinary talent!" came a proud response.

Numerous discussions erupted among the spectators below Baiyun Peak.

At that moment, several more voices rang out from the mountain's summit.

"Yu Tian, if you're willing to share half of that millennium ginseng the elders gifted you, I'm willing to absorb less spiritual rain later, giving you a better chance to reach the middle stage!" one true disciple bargained.

"That's right! If you want us to make concessions for you, then show us some tangible benefits!" another agreed.

"Otherwise, call me 'Senior Brother' three times and kowtow, and I'll treat you like my junior. That's fair enough, and naturally I'll yield some spiritual rain to you, hehe!" a third voice mocked.

Just as Yu Tian was about to respond, he suddenly noticed a shadowy figure materializing in the sky above the nearest cave dwelling, causing him to swallow his words.

The figure was formed by the convergence of the mountain's protective formation and appeared somewhat translucent, but the moment it manifested, everyone on Baiyun Peak who had been taunting Yu Tian immediately changed their expressions and fell silent.

The first true disciple—Qi Yang!

"The path of cultivation is fundamentally a journey of endless trials and tribulations. If you refuse to strive and improve yourself but instead expect others to accommodate your weakness, do you even deserve to remain on Baiyun Peak with such a pathetic mindset?"

Qi Yang's voice carried absolute authority as it resonated across the mountain.

"Senior Brother Qi speaks wisely! This junior has learned from your teaching!" Yu Tian hastily replied with obvious fear.

It was clear he held profound reverence and terror toward Qi Yang.

"Enough idle chatter. Simply wait for the spiritual rain to begin!"

Qi Yang's phantom form dissipated as quickly as it had appeared.

Baiyun Peak fell into respectful silence.

However, the quiet didn't last long before another voice cut through the air.

"Senior Brother Qi Yang, I'm Wang Hao. You're absolutely correct—if you desire something, you must fight for it personally. I'm curious, Senior Brother Qi Yang, how much spiritual rain are you planning to claim for yourself?"

"What concern is it of yours how much spiritual rain I intend to absorb?" Qi Yang's tone turned frigid.

Wang Hao chuckled with obvious provocation. "The Spiritual Energy Gathering Formation can produce a maximum of thirty thousand drops of spiritual rain each time it activates. I plan to absorb twenty thousand drops, leaving Senior Brother Qi Yang and the remaining disciples to share the leftover ten thousand. How does that sound?"

This audacious declaration immediately caused an uproar among the spectators outside Baiyun Peak!

"Is Senior Brother Wang Hao actually challenging Senior Brother Qi Yang?" someone gasped.

"Although Senior Brother Wang Hao's cultivation strength rivals Senior Brother Qi Yang's, Senior Brother Qi Yang possesses the rare White Dragon Sacred Body, which only manifests once every century. In a competition for spiritual rain absorption, how could Senior Brother Wang Hao possibly surpass Senior Brother Qi Yang?" another questioned.

"I'm equally curious. In the past, Senior Brother Qi Yang has always claimed first place in the spiritual rain competition, with Senior Brother Wang Hao taking second. Today, Senior Brother Wang Hao openly speaks such arrogant words—where does his confidence originate?" a third voice wondered aloud.

"Quick, look! The Spiritual Energy Gathering Formation is activating!" someone shouted urgently.

One by one, excited voices filled the air as countless strands of spiritual energy from heaven and earth began gathering, compressing, and condensing high above Baiyun Peak.

Finally, they transformed into droplets of crystalline spiritual rain and began their descent!

"Wang Hao, you want to know how much spiritual rain I plan to claim, don't you?"

Qi Yang's voice carried supreme arrogance as it echoed across the mountain. "In this baptism of spiritual rain, I will absorb eighty percent, leaving the remaining twenty percent to be divided among all of you!"

As soon as these words fell, he activated his cultivation technique and drew the first drop of spiritual rain toward himself!

"Well then, let's see who emerges victorious!"

Wang Hao smiled with fierce determination and began his own absorption of the spiritual rain.

Across Baiyun Peak, every true disciple focused intently on operating their cultivation techniques, striving to absorb as much spiritual rain as possible.

On a smaller peak not far from Baiyun Peak, Chen Changfeng and a group of relatively leisured elders sat around an ornate table, observing the descent of the spiritual rain with keen interest.

"This Wang Hao is growing too arrogant," one elder commented with disapproval.

"A young man displaying some arrogance is perfectly normal. Besides, he possesses the qualifications to be confident!" another countered.

"Wang Hao and Qi Yang—the two most outstanding geniuses our Yuntian Sword Sect has produced in decades. Who do you believe will ultimately triumph in this spiritual rain competition?" a third elder inquired thoughtfully.

"Without question, it will be Qi Yang!" came an immediate response.

"That's difficult to say. Wang Hao dares to speak so boldly—perhaps he's undergone some tremendous opportunity that has enhanced his natural talent!" another elder speculated.

"What difference would that make? Qi Yang possesses the rare White Dragon Sacred Body. Look, he's already activated his sacred physique!"

As the elders spoke, the phantom image of a majestic white dragon materialized above the first cave dwelling of Baiyun Peak, opening its massive maw and greedily devouring the descending spiritual rain!

Almost the instant the dragon's apparition appeared, thunder suddenly roared above the second cave dwelling, and brilliant lightning bolts intertwined with fierce winds, forming an enormous vortex that engulfed vast quantities of spiritual rain!

"The Thunder Wind Sacred Body! Wang Hao's Thunder Spiritual Body has actually evolved into the Thunder Wind Sacred Body!" one elder exclaimed in astonishment.

"No wonder Wang Hao dared to speak such confident words!" another realized.

"Two sacred bodies... this is truly unprecedented!" a third marveled.

"Senior Brother Chen, as the Grand Elder of our Yuntian Sword Sect and the most powerful among us, with your profound insight, who do you believe will ultimately prevail between Wang Hao and Qi Yang?"

The gazes of all the elders turned expectantly toward Chen Changfeng.

Chen Changfeng observed the assembled elders and revealed a knowing smile.

"Have any of you considered that the victor this time might be neither Wang Hao nor Qi Yang, but someone else entirely?"