"Senior Sister Muu, who do you think will win this duel?"
As the young girl asked this question,
the beautiful woman, originally named Muu Jianping, couldn’t help but slightly frown her eyebrows, then shook her head and smiled wryly:
"This... is hard to say."
"Both individuals are like legendary figures with celestial prowess. As a humble cultivator in the Divine Travel Realm, how could I possibly know the outcome of their fight?"
"Senior Sister Jianping, don’t belittle yourself! You are a once-in-a-century prodigy of our Nanping Sword Sect, having stepped into the Divine Travel Realm at the tender age of twenty. Quite commendable!"
The lively and charming young girl said.
Muu Jianping?
Sitting nearby, Chen Zhixing’s thoughts were slightly stirred.
If he remembers correctly,
in the previous life’s game "Great Cultivation," one of the nine Celestial Mandate Protagonists, Ye Chen, had a Dao companion named Muu Jianping.
Even after obtaining the Sword Spirit Qingzhi, Ye Chen wasn’t satisfied. After becoming renowned, he expanded his harem, not only marrying Muu Jianping, who later became the Sect Leader of the Nanping Sword Sect, but also entangling himself with her junior sister, Xu Qingqing.
These two must be Muu Jianping and Xu Qingqing, right?
In his previous life, Chen Zhixing ground his teeth in anger seeing this segment.
Who knew he was so fond of these sisters in the "Great Cultivation" game back then?
Chen Zhixing pondered slightly, then his mind quickly returned to calmness.
If it were ten years ago and he encountered the Dao companions of the Celestial Chosen Protagonist, he might have been emotionally stirred.
After all, they were some of the most popular characters in the game back then, and fit precisely into his aesthetic preferences.
But even the protagonist Ye Chen has long been killed by him; even his head was chopped off by Xuu Dalong to feed the dogs. Now, facing these figures from his past life who once wildly stirred his emotions, he can remain as calm as still water.
"Master, you are well-informed. Who do you think will win this battle between the Third Young Master and Senior Li Changsheng?"
The lively young girl Xu Qingqing looked again at the black-clothed old woman.
Upon hearing this, the black-clothed old woman slowly opened her eyes, which had been closed in feigned sleep, snorted coldly through her nose and said:
"In this battle, Li Changsheng will undoubtedly emerge victorious!"
"Li Changsheng will undoubtedly emerge victorious?" Xu Qingqing was puzzled upon hearing this:
"But although Li Changsheng has a high cultivation level, he doesn’t seem to have any remarkable achievements. The few major battles known to the outside world either ended in ties or he left hurriedly. Doesn’t seem very powerful, right?"
"Qingqing, what do you understand?"
The black-clothed old woman sneered at these words and said, "People only look at achievements, believing that Chen Zhixing is invincible in the True Self Realm, hence considered invincible under heaven."
"Little do they know that Chen Zhixing is in the True Self Ninth Layer, possessing nine Great Taos, making it natural for him to be undefeated in the same realm."
After a pause, the black-clothed old woman shook her head and said:
"But once one enters the Nirvana Realm, it’s a brand new world! The power of the Great Tao Seed, though useful, falls far short of the advantages it holds in the True Self Realm!"
"In the Nirvana Realm, it’s about the power of laws and the depth of Great Tao Enlightenment!"
"Chen Zhixing, with his nine Great Taos, is indeed strong, but he’s still young. How deeply could he possibly understand these nine Great Taos?"
"Chen Zhixing is still too young and immature, naively believing that by being invincible in the True Self Realm, he will likewise be formidable in the Nirvana Realm."
"This is merely youthful arrogance and blind self-conceit under extreme confidence."
These remarks caused Xu Qingqing to furrow her brows deeply.
Muu Jianping, observing from the side, couldn’t help but smile slightly.
Who isn’t aware that within the Nanping Sword Sect, this little junior sister of hers highly admires the Third Young Master Chen Zhixing?
It’s likely these words from their master greatly distressed her little junior sister, right?
And the black-clothed old woman laughed once more and continued on her own:
"In contrast, although Li Changsheng seems unremarkable with no noteworthy achievements,"
"It’s because he’s prudent and steady, indifferent to fame and fortune, and doesn’t flaunt his abilities."
"If one closely examines his few battles, take for example in Huai State, where he battled to a draw with the Ziwei Chen Family’s Elder Nether while in the Nirvana Fourth Layer against his Nirvana Seventh Layer, one can glimpse his strength!"
"His cultivation level reached the Nirvana Sixth Layer just a year ago, possessing the Celestial Demon Body. Now, a year later, his strength is likely profound and unfathomable!"
Saying this, the black-clothed old woman smiled and shook her head:
"In this battle, Chen Zhixing is undoubtedly doomed to fail!"
"I’ve wagered all my assets with the Celestial Secret Tower on Li Changsheng!"
Hearing these words,
Xu Qingqing couldn’t help but pout and said in disappointment:
"Master, if you say so, wouldn’t the Third Young Master undoubtedly lose?"
"Of course, when has your master’s judgment ever been wrong?"
The black-clothed old woman chuckled and said:
"Just wait and see. Chen Zhixing will take a major fall in this battle, such as he has never experienced before!"
"Becoming famous at a young age is sometimes a blessing, but sometimes... it’s also a swift knife aimed right at oneself!"
Hearing this, Xu Qingqing became even more upset, and her initial cheerful mood turned quite gloomy.
"Qingqing, I know you have a little stash of gold. When we reach Fubo City, go with me to the Celestial Secret Tower to place bets on Li Changsheng’s victory, and you’ll surely make a fortune!"
The black-clothed old woman cackled mischievously.
"I don’t want to!"
Xu Qingqing pouted, drooping her head, lost in thought.
Suddenly, she noticed Chen Zhixing sitting nearby with a faint smile and couldn’t help but ask:
"Hey, young hero, are you also going to Fubo City to watch the battle?"
"Yes." Chen Zhixing nodded.
Upon hearing this, Xu Qingqing’s eyes lit up immediately, and she hurriedly asked:
"So who do you think will win between the Third Young Master Chen Zhixing and Li Changsheng?"
"You’re asking me?"
Chen Zhixing was slightly taken aback, then laughed softly and said:
"I naturally think the Third Young Master Chen Zhixing will win."
As soon as these words fell.
Xu Qingqing, who was originally lost and perplexed, immediately seemed to have found a kindred spirit, her previously dejected face instantly filled with radiance again.
"Hahaha, I knew it, there’s still someone who thinks like me, that the Third Young Master will win!"
Hearing this, the black-clothed old woman couldn’t help but frown slightly and said lightly:
"Young friend, one can speak carelessly, but one cannot talk recklessly."
"You think Chen Zhixing will win, that’s your perspective. Do not sway the judgments of my Nanping Sword Sect people."
Chen Zhixing glanced at her and smiled casually, saying:
"What you say is true, but everyone has the right to their own choices. You think Li Changsheng will win, and I believe Chen Zhixing will win. Doesn’t seem to affect anything, right?"
"Doesn’t affect anything? By saying this, aren’t you influencing my disciple’s correct judgment?"
The black-clothed old woman looked at Chen Zhixing and snorted coldly, shaking her head. "I see you’re traveling alone, so you’re likely just a rootless loose cultivator. A mere loose cultivator dares to boast about such levels of combat, truly ignorant and fearless."
"Qingqing, do not converse with unfamiliar, dubious individuals. Listen to your master instead."
"As your master, I would never harm you."