"What was I thinking? How could it possibly be her..." Lin Ming shook his head in self-mockery.

  Mu Qianyu is the Holy Maiden of the top-ranked Four-Product Sect, Shen Huang Island's Saintly Maiden, who will inherit the position of Sect Leader in the future. She is a celestial being revered by countless people, whereas I am just an unknown minor figure still stuck in the Condensation Period. The gap between us is like that between heaven and mud. Mu Qianyu probably only pays attention to me in her spare time, so how could she possibly come to Qi Xuan Valley in person to watch such a boring sparring match?

  In Lin Ming's view, the Holy Maiden was probably a character like the successor of the sect master. Her status was naturally noble, and in fact, he had underestimated her. The Holy Maiden of Divine Phoenix Island was even rarer than the sect master of Divine Phoenix Island.

  The Shen Huang Island master changes every hundred years and then retires as the Supreme Elder, while the Holy Maiden appears about once every five hundred years, and not every master is a Holy Maiden.

  The main branch of Shen Huang Island is the ancient Feng tribe's Mu family, and the Holy Maiden will only appear in the Mu family. The Mu family has a strong Yin and weak Yang, with few people, and many Shen Huang Island disciples who are surnamed Mu are actually only granted the surname Mu, not true descendants of the Mu family.

  Every few hundred years, the Mu family will produce a woman with the blood of the phoenix in her body and an inverted seven-product heavenly gift. This is the Holy Girl. Only the Holy Girl can summon the sacred beast that belongs to her own destiny, such as the Vermilion Bird under the seat of the woman in green clothes with a veil on her face, which was actually left behind after the death of the previous Holy Girl.

  The lifespan of the Fengniao is much longer than that of humans. Some Fengniaos will continue to stay on Shenfeng Island for hundreds or even thousands of years after their master's death. Over the years, there have only been three Vermilion Bird and one Azure Luan on Shenfeng Island.

  One of them was a Vermilion Bird that belonged to Mu Qianyu, while the other was an Azure Luan that belonged to Mu Bingyun, Mu Qianyu's twin sister.

  A holy maiden appears once every 500 years, with an extremely low probability of giving birth to a pair of twin sisters, one being a Vermilion Bird and the other a Azure Luan. When this happens, it is a rare prosperous era for the Divine Phoenix Island, and if seized well, the island can even be upgraded to a fifth-grade sect.

  "What should I call the fairy?"

  Shi Zongtian stood on the spirit boat, leading the way forward. Zhu Que followed slowly behind him. The woman in green clothing with a veil over her face spoke softly: "This palace is Qing Tianhong."

  "It turned out to be Qinghong Fairy. Please."

  As they spoke, the Lingzhou had already descended, and Shi Zongtian invited Mu Qinghong to come to the main hall. As for the people of Kongque Mountain, he simply left them aside. However, Kongque Mountain didn't have much to say either. The gap in strength was a whole level apart. Their sect master had gone to Shenfeng Island and barely managed to become an elder, and that was only as an unimportant outer gate elder.

  In the three-product sect, he was already an elder since birth. The rotation of Danjing is not necessarily available, and if it is, it is only one or two phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, while in the top four-product sect, the rotation of Danjing can be an elder, this gap is not a little bit.

  Mu Qinghong and Shi Zongtian sat side by side on the main chair in the main hall, looking down at the square below. After roughly scanning the cultivation of the young heroes in the square, Mu Qinghong slightly furrowed his brow.

  "A three-product sect. Is there really a genius worthy of Qian Yu's high praise?" Mu Qinghong muttered to himself.

  Mù Qīng Hóng is an orphan, exceptionally gifted. From a young age, she was taken in by Shén Huáng Dǎo and given the surname Mù. Later, Mù Qiān Yǔ was chosen as the Holy Maiden of Shén Huáng Dǎo, and Mù Qīng Hóng was assigned to assist her.

  Mu Qinghong and Mu Qianyu have been together since they were nineteen years old, and the two have always referred to each other as sisters. Their relationship is very good. A month ago, Mu Qianyu returned to Shenfeng Island and asked Mu Qinghong to go to Qiuxuan Valley to pay attention to a young man named Lin Ming, who was said to be one of the few geniuses who would become a top-notch Xuan Dan master in the future. If he is willing to help Shenfeng Island in the future, then Shenfeng Island's chances of breaking into the fifth-grade sect will increase again.

  This evaluation is simply outrageous, it can be said that Mu Qianyu has already regarded Lin Ming as a genius of the same level as herself.

  "At the age of fifteen or sixteen, his cultivation can break through the Condensing Veins stage at any time, his strength surpasses that of martial artists of the same level, he bears a rare Martial Intent, has an unusual bloodline in his body, at least not inferior to Qian Yu's Zhu Que Bloodline, has a special physique, strong Qi and blood, and also controls the Zi Xiao Divine Thunder..."

  Mu Qinghong thought back to what Mu Qianyu had told him, and if the description was correct, then this kind of person would be a top genius even in a fourth-grade sect.

  At this time, the group match had already begun. Mu Qinghong watched for a while and didn't find any warriors using Lei. She casually said: "Shi Guzhu, these ten young heroes on the arena, which factions or countries do they come from?"

  Mù Qīng Hóng knew that Lín Míng came from Tiān Yùn Guó, as long as she confirmed the competition area where Tiān Yùn Guó was located, she believed it would be easy to find Lín Míng.

  After hearing Mu Qinghong's question, Shi Zongtian felt a little strange in his heart. The other party was too interested in this Seven Mysteries Valley martial arts gathering, wasn't she looking for someone?

  Shen Huang Island wouldn't actually come to Qi Xuan Valley to dig up people, would they...

  It shouldn't be, the most talented disciples, such as Jian Bo Yun of the Sword Sect and Qin Wu Xin of the Zither Sect. They have been growing up in their respective sects since childhood, constantly learning the core skills of their sect. If they were to betray their sect and join the Divine Phoenix Island, it would be a waste for them to switch to practicing the Divine Phoenix Island's skills.

  Besides, the divine phoenix island's kung fu is also not suitable for men to cultivate.

  Although somewhat reluctant, Shi Zongtian still introduced the origins of the warriors from each competition area.

  "What about the sixth district? It doesn't seem like there's anything special..."

  At this time in the sixth group of the arena, it had already proceeded to the third round of competition. On stage stood Wang Wu from Huo Luo Country, his opponent was Zhou Feng from the Second-Ranked Xiuzhen Family.

  Zhou Feng's cultivation is at the peak of Tempering Bone, and being able to stand here with the cultivation of Tempering Bone Peak, Zhou Feng is naturally a genius who can fight across levels.

  "I'll defeat you within five moves!" Wang Wu drew out his long sword, and didn't put Zhou Feng in his eyes at all.

  "You're not afraid of strong winds blowing your tongue off, let's see how you defeat me!"

  Zhou Feng was also a proud person. When Wang Wu said this, he suddenly became angry. The other party was only in the middle of the Condensing Pulse stage, yet they were so arrogant.

  As soon as the match began, Zhou Feng brought out his ultimate move, and he also knew that Wang Wu was not an easy opponent, so he went all out from the start.

  One move of Zhou's family's ultimate skill was received by Wang Wu, and then Wang Wu made three consecutive sword moves, forcing Zhou Feng into a desperate situation.

  The fourth sword, Wang Wu broke through Zhou Feng's defensive True Yuan.

  The fifth sword, Wang Wu's flying sword, kicked Zhou Feng's chest with one foot and directly kicked him out, heavily hitting the protective cover.

  "The third match, Wang Wu wins!" The judge announced while glancing at Wang Wu several times, thinking to himself that it was impressive for someone from the Thirty-Six States to have such strength. Entering the top hundred is a sure thing, and as a warrior of the Thirty-Six States, being able to enter the top hundred is already something to be proud of.

  Within five moves, Zhou Feng was defeated. Wang Wu looked at Lin Ming with a proud and provocative gaze, "There are still over ten matches left, our duel will be next."

  Lin Ming just smiled and didn't say a word, turning his head to take a look at the schedule, indeed as Wang Wu said, their gamble was about to begin soon.

  Horuo National Tianchi, I've heard that the heavenly energy contained within is extremely pure and it's a spiritual pool with no side effects at all. I'm really looking forward to it.

  "The fourth game, Lin Ming vs Chen Xiao."

  This was Lin Ming's first match. His opponent, Chen Xiong, came from the Seven Profound Valleys' Array Sect and had a cultivation at the early Condensed Pulse stage. In the last Total Faction Martial Meeting, he ranked 105th.

  Ranking 105 doesn't sound very advanced, but at that time his cultivation was only at the peak of Tempering Marrow. Now, three years have passed and his strength has greatly increased. Among the disciples ranked ahead of him, half are no longer eligible to participate in the Grand Sect's Martial Assembly due to age reasons. It can be said that Chen Xiao's entry into the top 100 this time is stable.

  Mù Qīng Hóng was paying close attention to this match from afar. So far, Lín Míng is the sixth contestant who most closely matches Mù Qiān Yǔ's description of a youth. He appears to be sixteen or seventeen years old, and his cultivation level seems to be at the peak of Tempering Marrow or perhaps even Condensing Pulse.

  Mu Qinghong waited for the other party to take out their weapon, if it was a gun, then there would be no mistake, or wait for Lin Ming to use his Thunder System True Essence, that would also be almost certain.

  It just so happens that Lin Ming's opponent is also quite evenly matched, at least he has entered the eyes of Mu Qinghong, and now it's just a matter of waiting to see how Lin Ming will deal with his enemy.

  On the stage, Chen Xiao held a small array flag in his hand and smiled at Lin Ming. "It's not bad that you can stand here on the Bone Forging Peak, but unfortunately, you're too unlucky to have met me in the first round."

  Chen Xiao never considered Lin Ming as an opponent, he was a genius who could transcend ranks in battle, only meeting opponents at the Condensing Pulse middle stage would make him serious, let alone those with cultivation lower than his, that would be just one move.

  "Huh?" Chen Xiao's words were left unfinished as he saw Lin Ming close his eyes.

  What does this guy mean, looking down on me? Chen Xiao frowned, originally wanting to casually dismiss Lin Ming with a single move, but now seeing the opponent's arrogance, he thought of teaching Lin Ming a lesson.

  "The game is on!"

  As soon as the judge's voice fell, Chen Xiao waved his flag, and a string of array symbols flowed in his hand, colorful and beautiful. However, once Chen Xiao's flag moved, these beautiful array symbols would turn into deadly weapons.

  Compared to Chen Xiao's series of actions, Lin Ming simply opened his eyes.

  "Boom!"

  Innumerable illusions flooded into Chen Xiao's mind, Chen Xiao's body shook, his pupils lost their focus, and his body went soft and fell to the ground.

  Lin Ming turned around and walked down from the stage, the audience sitting around the ring watching the match were all stunned.

  "What's going on?"

  "Didn't that martial artist named Lin Ming even make a move? Or did he move too fast and I just didn't see it?"

  "It didn't even make a move, just one glance and it fell..."

  "How is it possible?"

  Because it was a group match, Lin Ming's sixth group didn't have any direct disciples of the Seven Absolutes Valley, so there weren't many spectators around. Most of the spectators were high-ranking officials who didn't have much martial arts cultivation themselves and couldn't see through the subtleties of the competition.

  "It's actually a soul attack..." Mu Qinghong's slender eyebrows furrowed, Mu Qianyu had never mentioned Lin Ming's soul attack. He had originally expected Lin Ming to use his gun or Thunder element true essence, but he didn't think that Lin Ming would seal the victory with just one soul attack. Could it be that Lin Ming's soul attack was even more formidable than his marksmanship? Or perhaps, the opponent from earlier wasn't even worthy of him using his gun?