Mundane Saint

Chapter 99 – There are still big shots coming

The Nianling Sect and the Wasteland Sword Sect both sent many people, all arriving on their sect's spirit ships.

Spirit ships.

These are large flying artifacts commonly seen in the Mysterious Heaven Realm.

They aren't particularly valuable and are quite common. Gu Heng had heard of them, and even saw one once, back when he was in Greenwood City.

It's said that during the Sunflare Empire's external campaigns, these spirit ships were used to transport troops.

For sizable sects, spirit ships are a staple. For instance, when disciples need to travel far for training but lack the strength to fly on their own, and walking isn't an option, they take the spirit ship.

"Finally, they're here."

Gu Heng lifted his gaze, looking at the spirit ships, wondering when he might get a chance to ride one himself.

And finally, the two sides of this "great battle" have entered the scene.

He had been waiting for a long time.

Of course, they were far from Desolate Valley, so he couldn't see what they looked like, but he could make out the outlines. Whoever stood at the front was the one about to fight.

Li Da Hu also put away his silly grin, sat up straight, and began to watch, curious about how this "duel" that had stirred the entire Withered Cloud Province would unfold.

The spirit ships of both the Nianling Sect and the Wasteland Sword Sect stopped outside the basin of Desolate Valley.

Two figures flew out.

Xiao Ling, in a green robe, with sharp eyes, looked proudly at his opponent.

Huang Li, clad in a hemp robe, wore a slightly puzzled expression, as if still wondering how Xiao Ling managed to break through to the Tribulation Crossing stage in just four days.

"……"

The two were old rivals, and now meeting again, they exchanged no words.

Their auras clashed in the air, creating crackling explosions, indicating a battle where the outcome was unpredictable.

On the Nianling Sect's spirit ship, there were about a thousand disciples, along with Sect Leader Zhu Ling and three elders.

They looked tense, but with Xiao Ling at the forefront, the Tribulation Crossing aura's pressure didn't affect them.

However, the elders and disciples of the Nianling Sect had already felt the pressure of a Tribulation Crossing cultivator.

After all, their opponent was Huang Li, the Sect Leader of the Wasteland Sword Sect, their nemesis for over a hundred years. His renowned "Wasteland Blade Technique" was said to have reached perfection, combined with his Tribulation Crossing cultivation...

Everyone felt as if a sharp blade hung over their heads.

The outcome of this battle not only concerned the sect's honor but also each of them personally.

If they won... they could truly hold their heads high, and wherever they went in Withered Cloud Province, they would be respected.

But if they lost, their fate could be quite miserable.

On the Wasteland Sword Sect's side, the disciples and elders were equally anxious. Xiao Ling and Huang Li's clash of auras was evenly matched, suggesting a battle that might be hard to decide.

Both sides were on edge.

After all, whoever lost would be humiliated.

Zhu Ling looked around. On the peaks outside the Desolate Valley basin, countless figures gathered.

There were both mortals and cultivators...

He saw several elders and young members from major families of the Sunflare Empire, especially noting the presence of the Bai Family.

Even the Bai Family, which dominated an entire province, sent people to watch.

If either side lost, their reputation in the Sunflare Empire would be severely damaged.

"Boom—"

With the clash of auras, thunderous roars echoed.

The shockwaves reached the spirit ships, shaking them briefly before they stabilized, still floating in mid-air, unmoved.

"Brother Gu, who do you think will win?"

Li Da Hu quietly tugged at Gu Heng's sleeve, lowering his voice to ask.

"I don't care."

Gu Heng shook his head, took out a flask, and drank slowly.

He was here just to watch the spectacle; the outcome depended on the two fighters' strength, and he wasn't interested in worrying about it.

"Brother Gu is right, we don't need to care about such things."

Li Da Hu chuckled.

Indeed, neither he nor Brother Gu needed to worry about who won or lost, because for strong individuals like them, it was all about dominance.

Though simple-minded, he understood the concept of the strong prevailing.

"By the way, where do you live, Brother Gu?"

"In Cloud Spirit City, I run a medicine hall there, treating people occasionally. It's a peaceful life."

Gu Heng replied casually.

Li Da Hu couldn't help but feel envious: "Wow, Brother Gu is living the life of an immortal."

Living quietly in the city, running a medicine hall, occasionally treating mortals—such a life was quite appealing.

Li Da Hu thought that one day, he too should stop wandering, find a quiet place, and live a simple life, laying down his sword.

Gu Heng glanced at him, noting the rough attire of the simple-minded man, whose hands were calloused. The sword at his waist was likely not just for practice but also for chopping wood.

"Well, I hope one day your wishes come true."

He offered a polite remark, then turned his attention back to the increasingly tense atmosphere over Desolate Valley.

Xiao Ling and Huang Li's clash of auras showed no clear winner, and soon they would start fighting. The spectators, both mortals and cultivators, sensed this and grew tense.

But just then, a massive spirit ship appeared on the distant horizon!

It moved swiftly, reaching the skies above Desolate Valley in just a few breaths. Everyone immediately noticed this unexpected "third party."

Then, the faces of the cultivators watching changed!

Because the ship bore crimson-gold patterns, the emblem of the Sunflare royal family.

This was a warship of the Sunflare royal family!

On the ship stood soldiers in black armor, tall and imposing, exuding a fierce aura. It wouldn't be surprising if a blood cloud formed on the spot.

"Hiss... Is it the Black Flame Army?"

A cultivator gasped.

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But the Black Flame Army usually stayed in the royal city and rarely ventured out. So why such a grand display today?

Could it be that the duel between the Nianling Sect and the Wasteland Sword Sect had alarmed the Sunflare Emperor?

At this moment, a cultivator recognized the owner of the ship and said shakily, "Wait! This... this is Prince Yanxuan's warship!"

Prince Yanxuan!?

Everyone was shocked.

The duel between the strongest of the two sects had indeed drawn the attention of Prince Yanxuan, a figure at the pinnacle of the Sunflare Empire.

This was becoming more and more interesting.