Chapter 36

Leaving Zhou Qian's courtyard, Wang Meng pondered over the fifth person. He didn't know many people, but he had to make up the numbers. He thought of someone who would likely agree to help him.

Ma Tian'er.

"Me?" Ma Tian'er pointed at herself, her face turning red, "Senior Brother, can I really do it? I don't know anything."

"The important thing is to participate. Don't worry, we'll try our best to win three to zero!" Wang Meng said. However, this was probably only convincing to a kind girl like Ma Tian'er.

"Okay, I'm willing to contribute to Thunderlight Hall!"

The surrounding senior sisters looked at the two of them with teasing eyes. Although they thought Wang Meng's strength was average, they admired his courage. As a man, if he didn't stand up at a critical moment, what good was he?

"Really brave!" Wang Meng gave her a thumbs up.

"By the way, Senior Brother, you left the Wind Cloud Talisman with me last time. This doesn't seem to be mine; my level is far from being able to compare."

"Hehe, did you gain any insights?"

"Benefited a lot, this Senior Brother is truly a genius!"

"That's good. I'll give it to you. Don't be polite, I'll be upset if you are." Wang Meng smiled.

"Okay, Senior Brother, I'll keep it well." Ma Tian'er cherished it and put it back in her chest, knowing that the one she made was useless. Her senior brother had found a complete Wind Cloud Technique to help her.

Wang Meng waved and left, and Ma Tian'er saw him off to the door.

A hand waved in front of Ma Tian'er, "Look, look, he's already gone!"

"Tian'er, you have good taste. Although this guy isn't the top type of handsome, he still has charm. We support you!"

"Right, what were you two chatting about so happily just now?"

"Nothing much, Senior Brother Wang invited me to join the hall battle and contribute to Thunderlight Hall." Ma Tian'er clenched her small fist.

"You agreed?"

"Of course, why not?" Ma Tian'er said blankly.

Suddenly, a chorus of women's exclamations and sighs, "Xiao Tian, you're so stupid!"

"How could you agree to that? Oh my God!"

"This Wang Meng is a scoundrel, luring our innocent Xiao Tian!"

"Exactly, this bastard. No, we'll do it for you. You, a spell cultivator, going to fight with those body cultivators, that's just asking for death. Besides, Cross Mountain Hall is full of thugs. You'll be like a lamb to the slaughter!"

The senior sisters started chattering, and Wang Meng's newly established good image plummeted.

In half a year, a lot can happen.

"Have you heard? Cross Mountain Hall is going to have a hall battle with Thunderlight Hall!"

"Damn, Cross Mountain Hall is getting more and more despicable. Even going after Thunderlight Hall, they're both of the same ilk," a disciple of Fire Cloud Hall said disdainfully.

"Without the Sword Tomb, Thunderlight Hall is like a stone by the roadside. It might as well be dismantled. Standing there is just a waste of resources. It would be better if everyone shared."

"See, if they don't have a decent disciple for the annual competition, it might really happen."

In the Holy Hall's Wind Cloud Pavilion, where items for cultivation far beyond the level of the sub-halls can be bought and sold, including some tasks from the main hall, which are more diverse and have different rewards, but also different levels of difficulty.

Naturally, the strong from each hall like to come here, partly to see if there's anything suitable for them, and partly to exchange information, show their faces, and display their status.

There's also an advantage here: not being limited to one's own sub-hall, major tasks can be completed together, and those who dare to come here are generally not too bad. Cultivation is like this: the strong working together makes the strong stronger and the weak weaker.

Originally, the Wind Cloud Pavilion, where different small groups gathered, suddenly became agitated. Five people walked in, and the leader was clearly someone everyone knew, Ming Ren, one of the Holy Hall's Nine Heroes from Spirit Concealment Hall, who was fourth last year. But he wasn't the most eye-catching; the young man next to Ming Ren was the most noticeable—Li Tianyi.

No one knew who started the rumor, but many elders and ancestors praised Li Tianyi as a genius that the Holy Hall sees once every hundred years. If it were just talk, it would be fine; predecessors can also be wrong, and talent doesn't necessarily mean strength.

But Li Tianyi's defeat of Liang Yuan from Immortal Source Hall scared off all the challengers. Liang Yuan was third last year, and he lost. This wasn't a joke.

The Immortal Source Hall remained silent, but it and the Spirit Concealment Hall were now at odds. From this, it seemed that the rumor was likely true, at least Liang Yuan suffered a significant loss.

"I heard they took on one a few days ago!" a disciple of Beast Taming Hall pointed to the ceiling.

This gesture indicated that the task was extremely difficult. To encourage the sub-halls, the main hall would sometimes issue tasks that were nearly impossible to complete.

Ming Ren walked to the task submission area and said calmly, "Spirit Concealment Hall, submitting a task, killing the Mixed Yuan Sea Poison Toad King."

The Wind Cloud Pavilion was immediately in an uproar. This was the ninth most impossible task on the list.

The elder at the submission area was stunned, checking the injured poison toad's core, which was genuine.

"Task confirmed complete. Reward: one thousand contribution points, ten medium-grade spirit stones, and one hundred low-grade spirit stones."

Zhang Liang was also there, his heart racing. Damn, is this the legendary Li Tianyi? He's so handsome, has a background, strength, and charisma. Sigh, only he deserves a fairy like Senior Sister Yang Ying.

Ming Ren glanced at Li Tianyi, whose gaze was firm and unchanging.

"Elder, we want to post a task, and we want to convert all the rewards from this task into the reward for the new task!" Ming Ren said.

The elder was also stunned. This was a considerable reward, and they wanted to post a task. This wasn't uncommon, but such a large-scale move was a first.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Tell me the details of the task and the time limit."

"We need to find a person, about six feet tall, around twenty years old. Two key points: one, he has a fat friend; two, he can crack the Nine Heavens Departing Fire Sword. Time limit: half a year."

The elder couldn't help but become interested, looking at Li Tianyi. He knew who Li Tianyi was, and cracking the Nine Heavens Departing Fire Sword? How could that be possible!

"Alright, the task will be posted. Whether it succeeds or not, ten low-grade spirit stones will be deducted."

"Alright."

The group from Spirit Concealment Hall came and went quickly, but the entire Holy Hall's Wind Cloud Pavilion was in an uproar. Zhang Liang was almost ecstatic. The Holy Hall really had a hidden genius. The rumor was true!

Who could it be?

The only two real clues were: one, he has a fat friend, ... although there aren't many fat people in the cultivation world, there are still quite a few, and fat people usually have many friends. The second point was absolute: he can crack the Nine Heavens Departing Fire Sword. Damn, even Liang Yuan couldn't do it, let alone the Holy Hall's Nine Heroes. Who could it be?

Zhang Liang was itching to find out.

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