**Chapter 404: Xia Linglong Is Out**
“The Xuantian Sect truly hides its talents; there are so many experts among the disciples!”
On the main peak’s viewing platform, several Transformation Stage powerhouses expressed their heartfelt admiration.
The stunning performances of the young disciples left them awestruck.
The sheer quality of Xuantian Sect’s disciples was beyond imagination; each had their own unique skills, and their combat talents far surpassed expectations.
This transformation must be related to Xuantian Sect’s new cultivation philosophy.
Back in their day, their sect emphasized self-cultivation and training the mind, rarely pushing them into practice or battles. During their Golden Core Stage, their combat abilities probably paled in comparison to the younger talents now!
Xuantian Sect abandoned those outdated views and began prioritizing practical combat skills and techniques, resulting in disciples who could unleash far greater power in their Golden Core Stage than these old-timers ever could.
The world of the future belongs to the youth!
Besides… this world desperately needs new talent to carry the banner.
“Yun Yu Zhenren, that individual on the water screen is your young lady, right?”
At that moment, the Wine Sword God noticed a figure on the water screen and turned to ask Yun Yu Zhenren.
Yun Yu Zhenren nodded slightly, “Indeed, that’s my girl.”
The Wine Sword God observed the scene intently before nodding in appreciation, “Indeed, her sword… has officially entered the sword path realm! She has her unique insights, and she’s using Earth-ranked sword techniques to boot! Quite impressive!”
Yun Yu Zhenren chuckled, “She says she only made it in because someone pointed the way.”
The Wine Sword God’s gaze deepened as he continued, “That’s still quite remarkable! Now that she’s reached Yuan Ying level, her mental state must already be well-nurtured, which is beneficial for mastering sword momentum. With her talent and insight, becoming an extraordinary sword fairy in the future may not be too much of a stretch. Who knows, given time, she might even grasp sword intent and become a renowned new generation Sword God!”
Yun Yu Zhenren smiled lightly, “Thank you for your kind words; let’s hope my girl has that fortune.”
Suddenly, the Wine Sword God’s focus shifted as he was captivated by a new development on the water screen: “Huh? Your girl has a new opponent! Oof… isn’t that the kid from the Wu family?”
At that moment, the screen showed a team surrounding Xia Linglong’s squad.
Leading the charge was a flamboyantly dressed young master, elegantly waving a steel fan, exuding charm and suave confidence. But the determination in his eyes was as clear as day—he wasn’t just here for a friendly visit.
“Summer Sister, Qing Sister, sorry, but these spiritual herbs are mine!”
Wu Ziming beamed, not bothering to temper his intentions.
“Ugh, not this guy!”
Standing together, Qing Luan and Xia Linglong furrowed their brows, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads. Clearly, this sudden encounter was giving them quite the headache.
Their all-female team had just defeated a high-ranking group on the disciple ranking board in an intense battle, and they were still recovering. They barely had a chance to catch their breath, let alone gather spiritual herbs, yet here came the bad luck of meeting Wu Ziming’s squad.
Of all the prodigy squads out there, Wu Ziming’s might be the easiest to underestimate, but he was also one of the hardest to handle.
It sounds contradictory, right?
When Wu Ziming unleashed his full power, even top-notch prodigies like Li Yifeng and Zhao Lingxiao would tread carefully around his sharp edge—his strength was definitely nothing to scoff at!
Yet, to many, Wu Ziming always seemed to lag behind Li Yifeng and Zhao Lingxiao. Such differing opinions made things quite the paradox.
However, regardless of outside opinions, Wu Ziming was still a prodigy, and his capabilities were not to be taken lightly!
Even though Xia Linglong was at the Yuan Ying Stage, these prodigies’ talents were more than capable of ignoring that gap in cultivation.
At this moment, Xia Linglong had no choice but to tough it out.
On the battlefield, spiritual energy surged and tangled together like a wild storm!
Various magical treasures flashed dazzling lights, and spirit pets charged fiercely at their master’s command, causing waves of spiritual energy like a raging sea.
Xia Linglong and Qing Luan wore worried expressions, looking downright pained.
Wu Ziming’s side remained calm and collected.
It was clear that Xia Linglong’s team was outmatched.
The outcome of the battle was almost a foregone conclusion.
Despite putting up their best fight, Xia Linglong’s squad ultimately fell short against Wu Ziming’s. The clash lasted merely five minutes before Xia Linglong’s two Outer Gate sisters were unfortunate enough to be eliminated, though they managed to take one of Wu Ziming’s Outer Gate disciples down with them.
“Xia Sister has reached the sword path realm?”
Wu Ziming was slightly taken aback. Based on his previous intel, Xia Linglong had been struggling with her sword insights, and it would take her a while to break through.
Though Xia Linglong was enthusiastic about the sword path, truthfully, her talent in swordsmanship was rather average.
Of course, “average” here meant compared to prodigy-level geniuses.
In the eyes of regular cultivators, Xia Linglong was already a diligent and fairly talented genius, but compared to exceptional talents, she always lacked that crucial one percent of skill.
But today, from the sword Xia Linglong wielded, Wu Ziming keenly sensed that his previous assessment might have been off.
Xia Linglong’s complexion was a bit pale, and she managed to force a smile, “It’s because I encountered a noble person’s guidance that I could make a breakthrough in the sword path.”
Wu Ziming nodded slightly, realizing Xia Linglong must have experienced something unusual to achieve such notable progress in such a short time.
Him losing a team member wasn’t unjustified.
But… this was where it ended.
“What a pity, that Wu kid has too many tricks up his sleeve. It truly won’t be easy for Linglong to defeat him.”
At this moment, even Yun Yu Zhenren on the main peak viewing platform couldn’t help but express such sentiments, revealing a sense of regret about Xia Linglong’s impending exit.
On-site, Qing Luan’s five Golden Core stage spirit pets were all tightly wrapped in gold-circle-like magical treasures, rendered immobile like rice dumplings; meanwhile, Xia Linglong was stuck in place by four flags, kneeling with one knee on the ground, looking quite embarrassed.
After all, the opposing team had prodigy disciples whose strength was no joke; unless Xia Linglong could unleash her sword momentum, defeating them in this match would be a tall order.
In the water screen, Wu Ziming flipped his hand, and an ancient jade seal leaped from his palm, expanding to the size of a cart, shimmering with a faint spiritual light—it was clearly a treasure of no ordinary rank.
