I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Fang Hao sneered.

"It\'s a trivial matter. Even if these are just early-stage Refining God Heavenly Men, if we join forces, we can kill three or four of them."

Meng Chong said casually.

With his current strength, killing an ordinary early-stage Refining God Heavenly Man martial artist posed no great difficulty.

The power of his Undying Golden Body was such that even an early-stage Refining God Heavenly Man martial artist couldn\'t harm him in the slightest.

Fang Hao nodded.

The next day, the Battle of the Heavenly Genius was upon them.

Just as Xu Yan and his companions were about to set out, Yu Gao and Wen Yong hurriedly arrived.

"What happened?"

Seeing the two men rushing towards him, Fang Hao couldn\'t help but frown and ask.

"Emperor Zheng has contacted one of our bases and asked us to deliver something to Brother Xu."

Wen Yong announced with a serious tone.

It wasn\'t surprising that Emperor Zheng knew about the All Ages Alliance\'s base in Zheng Country\'s capital. However, the fact that he asked them to deliver something to Xu Yan was unexpected.

Could it be that the royal family of Zheng Country wanted to get involved in this Battle of the Heavenly Genius?

"What is it?"

Xu Yan asked, startled.

Yu Gao took out a box and opened it, revealing a sword within.

With a strange expression, he said, "Emperor Zheng has sent a message saying that a noble patron has gifted a sword to Young Master Xu... more importantly, he asks Young Master Xu to kill Lu Xinting!"

Xu Yan and his companions all froze. What did this mean?

Kill Lu Xinting? Was it because they were afraid Xu Yan would be at a disadvantage during the fight, so they deliberately gifted a sword to help him?

"Does Emperor Zheng bear a grudge against Lu Xinting? Or perhaps against the Red Cat Sect?"

Meng Chong asked, bewildered.

"The noble patron wasn\'t specified by Emperor Zheng…"

Yu Gao answered gravely.

"Could it be that this so-called patron is just an excuse, and it\'s actually Emperor Zheng himself?"

Fang Hao speculated.

"It\'s possible!"

Yu Gao nodded.

Xu Yan beckoned, and the sword flew out of the box.

"A top-grade spiritual artifact. He certainly isn\'t stingy."

Fang Hao looked at it more closely, surprised.

Xu Yan glanced at it, then threw the sword back into the box. "Return it, I don\'t need his spiritual artifact. Lu Xinting is seeking his own death by challenging me. I will gladly oblige him."

Accepting this artifact would indicate a debt owed, wouldn\'t it?

"Alright!"

Yu Gao nodded, closing the box.

Just at that moment, Shen Haizhou arrived.

Of course, he would not appear with Xu Yan and his group. After all, his secret alliance with them couldn\'t be revealed, or he would be in trouble.

"Brother Shen, do you know of any grudge between Emperor Zheng and Lu Xinting, or the Red Cat Sect?"

Xu Yan asked.

Being a young master of a distinguished family, Shen Haizhou would naturally know more about the affairs of the Spirit Sects and distinguished families.

"Why do you ask?"

Shen Haizhou asked, puzzled.

Xu Yan pointed to the box in Yu Gao\'s hand and briefly explained the situation.

Shen Haizhou\'s face changed immediately upon hearing this.

"A patron? This is... the Transcendent Spirit Sect has arrived in Yuzhou!"

"Why are you so sure that it\'s someone from the Transcendent Spirit Sect?"

Xu Yan asked, puzzled.

Shen Haizhou took a deep breath and said, "Zheng Country occupies a special position and is directly governed by the Transcendent Spirit Sect. They only take orders from the Transcendent Spirit Sect. The only person who could be referred to as a \'patron\' by Emperor Zheng could only be someone from the Transcendent Spirit Sect!"

Xu Yan and the others suddenly realized.

"I see, but why would someone from the Transcendent Spirit Sect give me a sword and ask me to kill Lu Xinting?"

Xu Yan was even more puzzled now.

If someone from the Transcendent Spirit Sect held a grudge against the Red Cat Sect or Lu Xinting, they could simply act themselves. Why borrow the hand of another?

Shen Haizhou was also puzzled. The Transcendent Spirit Sect was high and mightily on top, genuinely controlling the Ling Domain. Even though the Red Cat Sect was top-tier within the Spirit Sects, compared to the Transcendent Spirit Sect, they were nothing.

"I don\'t understand either, but I\'m certain that someone from the Transcendent Spirit Sect must be involved".

Shen Haizhou explained seriously.

"Let\'s not worry about this anymore. Return the sword."

Xu Yan shook his head and said.

No matter how high and mighty the Transcendent Spirit Sect might appear, compared to his master, they were truly insignificant. When it came to background, he was the real powerhouse.

Shen Haizhou divulged the intelligence he had acquired to Xu Yan and the rest, which included the Spirit Sect family\'s intentions to refine their gods and wait for the emergence of Meng Chong, aiming to surround and kill Meng Chong and his peers.

After delivering the intelligence, Shen Haizhou hurriedly left.

"Huh, they\'re planning to surround and kill me?"

Meng Chong let out a cold smirk.

"Let\'s go. The War of the Heavenly Chosen is about to start!"

Xu Yan said calmly.

This battle is his first step to fame in the Ling Domain since Xu Yan\'s arrival.

Li Xuan sat on Red Cat\'s back, and Shi\'er, Zhou Ying, and Meng Shushu also finally got permission all to sit on Red Cat\'s back.

With Xu Yan in the lead, Su Lingxiu sat beside Li Xuan serving tea, while Meng Chong and Fang Hao closely followed Xu Yan. Unconcealed, the group headed straight towards the battleground of the War of the Heavenly Chosen.

Yu Gao and Wen Yong, had already left earlier.

In the palace of the capital of Zheng Country, Cui Huayu, with the support of her maids, left Emperor Zheng\'s royal bedroom, prepared to watch the upcoming spectacle.

Emperor Zheng was holding a box with cold sweat dripping down his face as he trotted over.

"Young Master Cui, Xu Yan did not accept the sword."

Emperor Zheng trembled inwardly, terrified that Cui Huayu might think he was ineffective and kill him.

"Determined!"

Cui Huayu cracked a smile. She did not blame him and instructed the maid to take the sword back.

Emperor Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside the royal city of Zheng Country, at the battleground.

The surroundings were packed with people, all awaiting the beginning of the War of the Heavenly Chosen.

Atop a large tree, Yue\'er sat on a branch, swinging her legs, awaiting the start of the War of the Heavenly Chosen.

The old man quietly stood on a branch beside her, his gaze constantly fixed towards the royal palace of Zheng Country.

A small palace flew out from the royal palace of Zheng Country, landing on a large tree next to the battleground. This was the tallest tree around.

"Is it him?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment.

Su Zheng and other Spirit Sect family master Refining God Martial Artists had already surrounded the battleground, prepared to encircle their target at any time. They were all waiting for their target to appear.

Apart from Meng Chong, the Refining Gods of the All Ages Alliance were also their targets.

The Sect Master of the Jade God Sect led the elders of the Jade God Sect and had already arrived.

Approaching noon.

Three figures came flying towards them. Among them, one person had a solemn countenance, his eyebrows were golden and he held a golden halberd in his hand.

The True Inheritor of the Red Oblivion, Lu Xinting!

"So this is the true face of the Spirit Sect\'s legacy, so powerful!"

"God\'s Radiant Body, even just looking at it, you can\'t help but want to worship, Xu Yan is in trouble!"

"I\'m at the peak of the Great Heavenly Man realm, but in front of the True Inheritor of the Red Oblivion, I feel like an ant, how can the loose cultivators compete with the Spirit Sect?"

Among the onlooking Martial Artists, there were not a few at the Great Heavenly Man realm feeling devastated and shocked.

Upon seeing Lu Xinting, they simply could not muster any resistance.

The gap was too vast.

"Look for an opportunity to become a member of the Spirit Sect family. The hopes of a loose cultivator making a comeback is just a joke."

"Exactly, those loose cultivator factions that brazenly aim to be on the same footing as the Spirit Sect family are just delusional. No matter how strong Xu Yan is, he\'s just a loose cultivator after all. How can he compare to these true heavenly chosen of the Spirit Sect?"

Amidst the murmurs, Lu Xinting had already reached the center of the battleground.

"Xu Yan, come out and meet your death!"

With his halberd poised horizontally, he declared coldly.

No one responded.

"Has Xu Yan chickened out?"

"Possibly, perhaps he was intimidated by the might of Lu Xinting and didn\'t dare to fight."

Mocking voices arose from the spectators.

Lu Xinting\'s brow furrowed, he said coldly: "What, are you scared?"

Still, no one replied.

Enraged inwardly, he was about to resume talking, when a crisp female voice echoed: "Hey, it\'s not time yet, what\'s your hurry?"

The battleground suddenly fell silent.

All eyes turned to the source of the voice.

Lu Xinting\'s face was a mix of red and green, filled with suppressed rage.

Yue\'er\'s eyes blinked, she stood up, hands on hips and declared: "What are you all staring at? Did I say something wrong? The agreed time for the battle is midday, and that\'s what he himself stated, there\'s still some time before noon, isn\'t there!"

Everyone was surprised. Although what the young girl said wasn\'t wrong, there was still some time before noon, but she was publicly embarrassing Lu Xinting.

Who was this young girl? She was audacious, she was offending the True Inheritor of the Red Oblivion!

Furthermore, judging by her attire, it seemed she was a loose cultivator?

A mere loose cultivator, her courage was too great.

"Who are you to Xu Yan? Seize her!"

Lu Xinting\'s eyes revealed his anger as he shot Yue\'er a fierce glare.

Zhu Liang immediately responded with a cold shriek.

Immediately, two elders from the Jade God Sect moved towards Yue\'er, aiming to capture her.