The Master Wants You Back, Giving You a Little Extra Coaching

It seems there is no need to wait for you to break through to the King realm...

Battle intent burned fiercely in Wang Zhan's eyes. The current you is already qualified to make me take you seriously!

Hahahaha!

Wang Zhan suddenly burst into loud laughter. The sound shook the solitary peak, filled with the sheer exhilaration of a hunter spotting worthy prey.

This is more like it! This is what it takes to be Wang Zhan's opponent! If everyone were just empty names like Mo Yu, this golden era would be far too boring!

His gaze, sharp as lightning, looked toward the northwest, as if piercing through the void to see that figure.

Pass down my orders!

Wang Zhan's laughter ceased, his tone decisive and brimming with overwhelming battle intent.

In three days, at the Heaven Demon Sect ruins, we first slay that noisy Qilin! Then, find the Battle Asura for me!!

Yes, Young Master!

Atop the peak, battle intent soared to the heavens, heralding the prelude to a peak showdown that would sweep across the Eastern Region!

Eastern Region, the temporary palace of the Demon Race.

The Qilin Prince, Mo Yu, half-lay lazily on a soft couch paved with the feathers of Flame Birds, twirling a dancing wisp of flame at his fingertips.

A Demon Race elder was bowing and delivering a report. When he mentioned that the Battle Asura defeated the Buddhist Son barehanded, the flame at Mo Yu's fingertips suddenly stalled!

Oh?

His crimson vertical pupils suddenly contracted. The habitual laziness and contempt on his demonically handsome face vanished instantly, replaced by a sharp glint, as if he had been deeply offended.

He slowly sat up straight, his voice carrying a trace of dangerous amusement. Say that again? That cowardly Battle Asura crippled that bald donkey from the Western Region with his bare hands?

Reporting to Your Highness, it is absolutely true! The news has already spread throughout the Eastern Region, witnessed by countless cultivators! Fakong had his Buddha heart nearly shattered and was hastily rescued by his Dao Protector!

The elder's voice carried an uncontrollable tremor of fear.

Boom!

A violent and scorching pressure of royal blood erupted into the sky from Mo Yu's body like a volcanic eruption, rattling the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace!

Rather than feeling fear, he revealed an extremely excited, even somewhat sinister smile.

Good! Very good! Now this is getting interesting!

Mo Yu licked his sharp teeth, scorching battle intent burning in his eyes.

I originally thought that aside from that pretentiously deep Wang Zhan, the Human Race didn't have a single capable fighter! To think they were hiding such a vicious beast! Defeating Fakong barehanded? Hmph!

He snorted coldly, his body wreathed in True Qilin Fire, his arrogance growing even stronger. It seems that bald donkey Fakong is just a silver-pewter spearhead, flashy but useless! Relying on a few torn sutras and a fire-poking stick, did he really think he was a big shot? If he had faced this Prince's True Qilin Fire, I would have burned him into kneeling and begging for mercy within three moves!

There are still three days until the scheduled battle with Wang Zhan...

A cruel and excited light flashed through Mo Yu's eyes.

Perfect! I'll slaughter Wang Zhan first, then go crush that Battle Asura!

He seemed to already envision the invincible scene of himself stepping on Wang Zhan and suppressing the Asura with his fists, unable to hold back a burst of wild, arrogant laughter.

Hahahaha! This is thrilling enough! Let these so-called top geniuses of the Human Race all become stepping stones on this King's path to invincibility! Let this Eastern Region remember the majesty of my Qilin Royal Blood!

Keep a close eye on the movements of Wang Zhan and that Battle Asura for this King! In three days, at the Heaven Demon Sect ruins, Wang Zhan will die!

The entire stronghold was instantly enveloped in an atmosphere of chilling intent and fanaticism.

Mo Yu gazed in the direction of the ruins, his crimson eyes full of disdain and greed.

To him, powerful opponents were the most perfect stepping stones!

The sudden rise of the Battle Asura didn't pressure him at all; instead, it filled him with anticipation for the impending chain of massive battles!

Thousands of miles away from the Desolate Valley, inside a hidden cave.

Xiao Ruobai sat cross-legged. The vitality and blood around his body slowly calmed down, and his shocking wounds were healing at a visible rate. A green shadow flashed, and Li Xuanfeng quietly entered the cave.

Seeing that although Xiao Ruobai was pale, his aura had stabilized, Li Xuanfeng breathed a sigh of relief. His face carried sincere gratitude and a trace of lingering fear. Junior Brother Xiao, I owe you everything this time! If you hadn't arrived in time...

He paused, looking at Xiao Ruobai's arms, which still retained the terrifying fluctuations of fist intent, the shock in his eyes deepening. I just didn't expect you to suffer such heavy injuries. That Fakong...

Senior Brother Li,

Xiao Ruobai opened his eyes, interrupting his words.

Between fellow disciples, there is no need for such formalities. You are my senior brother; if you are in danger, it is only right and proper for me to act. A few minor injuries are not worth mentioning.

Hearing this, a warm current flowed through Li Xuanfeng's heart. Knowing that this Battle Asura junior brother had such a temperament, he suppressed his gratitude in his heart, nodded heavily, and firmly memorized this camaraderie.

He couldn't help but sigh again. Junior Brother Xiao, your current strength is truly unfathomable. Reversing the odds to strike down Fakong while only in the Heaven-Human realm... such a battle record is enough to shake the Five Regions!

Xiao Ruobai shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, he seemed to suddenly remember a matter and spoke up, Right, Senior Brother Li, before I came down the mountain, Master specifically left an instruction.

Li Xuanfeng's expression turned solemn. What orders does Uncle-Master Gu have?

Xiao Ruobai looked at him and said in a normal tone, Master said that if I ran into you, I should have you return to the mountain for a trip. He mentioned that your foundation is almost fully polished, so you should go to Purple Bamboo Peak. He will give you some private tutoring.

Private... private tutoring? Li Xuanfeng was initially taken aback before his pupils dilated wildly!

Uncle-Master Gu personally spoke up, wanting to give him private tutoring?

Who didn't know that although Uncle-Master Gu seemed indifferent, his guidance to disciples always pointed directly to the core of the Great Dao, always achieving the effect of bringing a painted dragon to life!

Moreover, being personally summoned by Uncle-Master Gu for private tutoring was in itself a form of recognition and a monumental stroke of fortune!

A massive wave of pleasant surprise instantly drowned Li Xuanfeng, making him so excited he could barely control himself.

He seemed to already see an even broader path of the Dao unfolding before his eyes!

Really? Uncle-Master Gu, he...

Li Xuanfeng's voice was trembling slightly, his face flushing red from excitement.

I will go back right now! I'll set off immediately!

Before his words even faded, Li Xuanfeng had already transformed into a streak of azure light, rushing out of the cave at the fastest speed of his life and disappearing into the horizon, leaving only the uncalmed ripples of his excitement in the air.

Watching Li Xuanfeng's ecstatic appearance, as if wishing he could sprout wings to fly back to the sect, the corners of Xiao Ruobai's mouth curled into an imperceptible arc. He closed his eyes again and continued healing his injuries.

Inside the cave, it finally became completely quiet, leaving only Xiao Ruobai's drawn-out breathing.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked down at his heavily scarred arms. There was no pain in his eyes; instead, they flickered with the light of enlightenment.

As expected, only on the true edge of life and death, in a desperate struggle where one gives their all, can battle intent be tempered to its absolute peak.

He could clearly feel that the peak Heaven-Human Realm aura in his body, which had originally been polished to a flawless perfection, had actually solidified by another fraction after experiencing this tragic battle!

Although the progress was minuscule, its significance was extraordinary.

This proved that his foundation still had room for polishing, and his path forward was not yet cut off.

The next chapter update will be a bit late.