Chapter 713

Chapter 713: Ming Kong’s Sigh

The Hidden Spirit Sect’s tripartite battle formation secured a comprehensive and dominating victory.

Then came the highly anticipated time for internal battles.

Han Feiyu was also eliminated by a team of Hidden Spirit Sect Disciples, walking out of the Battle Royale zone with a gloomy expression.

“They still keep up appearances with outsiders, but among themselves, it’s truly ruthless,” Han Feiyu said, shaking his head.

He had been careful enough, yet still fell into a trap set by his fellow disciples.

After a brief struggle, he was quickly eliminated.

“Luckily, these are all my sect brothers. If I encountered enemies like this outside, it would be terrifying,” Han Feiyu remarked.

At that moment, he looked around but did not spot Shadow Spike.

When he looked up, he saw Shadow Spike engaged in a life-and-death duel with the genius who had previously pricked his backside.

The female disciple from Qianling Sect, named Little Qi, was nervously watching the Live Stream Light Curtain, her eyes fixed on the battle in the sky.

“Who do you think will win?” Han Feiyu asked with a smile as he appeared beside her.

“I don’t know, but I hope my senior brother wins. That senior even stabbed my brother in the backside with a sword. I think that’s going too far,” Little Qi said, frowning, her expression both fierce and adorable.

“It is a bit excessive. Let’s cheer together for your brother to win,” Han Feiyu replied with a laugh, pretending as if he weren’t rooting against his own senior brother.

Little Qi was surprised, blinking her big eyes as she said, “Isn’t he your senior brother? Why do you want him to lose?”

“Because he said that after opening your brother’s eyes, he should take a good look at me,” Han Feiyu said calmly.

“……”

“Let’s cheer for my brother together!” Little Qi said, trying to hold back a laugh as a vivid image formed in her mind of her brother facing this Hidden Spirit Sect disciple.

This humorous description made Little Qi find Han Feiyu quite amusing.

At that moment, the battle in the light curtain reached its climax.

With the genius’s Five Elements self-destruct technique, they both ended up perishing together, resulting in a tie.

“You just wait; I’ll never forget this humiliation,” the genius said fiercely to Shadow Spike.

“Remember all you want. If we meet again, you can try to find me,” Shadow Spike said, waving his hand and vanishing in a puff of smoke.

The genius stared at the spot where he had disappeared, his face dark with anger.

“This grudge will linger forever,” he muttered through clenched teeth.

“Little Junior Sister, I’ll take my leave now. May we meet again in the future,” Han Feiyu said after the genius exited, not lingering too long and bidding farewell to Little Qi before leaving.

Nearby, on the summit of a giant peak, Shadow Spike sat, gazing down at the communication section of the two sects, lost in thought.

Han Feiyu silently appeared behind Shadow Spike.

“I really envy your teleportation privileges; you can go wherever you want,” Shadow Spike said lightly from his perch on the mountain.

“I’ve concealed my aura; how did you still notice me?” Han Feiyu asked curiously.

“Light and shadow; although you look perfect, to me, there’s still a small flaw.”

“In the Sutra Pavilion of the sect, there are methods that can help you hide perfectly. You should check it out when you have time,” Shadow Spike said calmly.

Han Feiyu produced two small jars of wine and sat down next to Shadow Spike, handing him one.

“Why do you look so down all of a sudden?” Han Feiyu asked with curiosity.

“It’s nothing. After dealing with that prodigy today, I suddenly remembered something from my childhood,” Shadow Spike replied.

“Back then, my family was dirt poor, and we couldn’t afford to eat much. One time, my father went out begging and came back with a chicken’s tail. He couldn’t bring himself to eat it and gave it all to me.”

“That chicken tail was the most delicious thing I’d ever tasted. Sadly, not long after that, my father got seriously ill and passed away.” Shadow Spike sighed deeply as he finished.

Han Feiyu didn’t say a word, just raised his jar of wine and took a sip.

This sudden wave of emotion would eventually fade with time.

On Hidden Spirit Island, Xu Fan, bored out of his mind, turned off the live stream of the two sects’ interactions.

“They’re just going back and forth, same old, same old. I’d rather find a sunny spot and relax,” he muttered.

A teleportation formation appeared under Xu Fan’s feet, and in an instant, he was in the valley he’d recently moved to.

The valley was empty, save for a small river quietly flowing by.

Xu Fan pulled out a lounge chair, set it by the river, and lay back, lazily gazing at the sky.

“Just over two years until First Clone and Second Clone return. I wonder how many Spiritual Treasures with the wide road of time I can get from the Elder Council.”

“Once I reach the Overcoming Tribulations stage and survive the three great catastrophes, I’ll advance to the Great Ascension stage. That’s when I’ll have truly conquered the cultivation world,” Xu Fan mused aloud.

Just then, Xu Fan received a message from First Clone.

Almost immediately after, an invitation from Ming Kong came through.

At the Elder Council headquarters, in the secret realm housing the Ten Thousand Star Ship, Xu Fan and Ming Kong stood before the damaged vessel, their expressions grim.

“I never imagined the beast race’s spy within the Elder Council would be Source Lamp!” Ming Kong said through clenched teeth.

“Grand Elder, could you take a look and see if the Ten Thousand Star Ship can still be repaired?” Ming Kong asked apologetically.

When the higher-ranked elder arrived, he self-destructed, not only damaging the Ten Thousand Star Ship but also obliterating Xu Fan’s two clones, leaving nothing but scraps behind.

Xu Fan sighed as he examined the ship.

“Without the right spirit ore for celestial tools, it’ll take at least one hundred years’ time,” Xu Fan said.

Ming Kong sighed heavily.

“I knew the beast race would cause trouble, but I didn’t expect them to go this far.”

“The Source Lamp elder, ranked 15, was actually a sleeper agent planted by the beast race eight thousand years ago.”

“The damage to the Ten Thousand Star Ship is mostly superficial; the core is still intact. That’s the one saving grace in all this,” Xu Fan remarked.

Ming Kong waved his hand, and a light curtain appeared before Xu Fan.

It showed the moment the invincible respected elder, ranked 15, self-destructed, and how First Clone and Second Clone reacted.

Xu Fan watched as First Clone and Second Clone quickly formed seals, casting a defensive formation that shielded the core area of the Ten Thousand Star Ship.

“That was all thanks to the grandmaster’s two clones,” Ming Kong said.

At that moment, Xu Fan understood the meaning behind the message First Clone had sent him.

“Can the Grand Elder’s two clones be revived?” Ming Kong asked with concern.

“It’ll take five years,” Xu Fan replied.

Though Xu Fan didn’t share memories with First Clone and Second Clone, they regularly uploaded their data to Grape’s database.

The last memory upload had been the day before the explosion.

“Five years,” Ming Kong said, taking a deep breath.

“It seems the human race will have to bide its time for a while.”