"The news from Misty Rain Tower is as timely as ever."
Elder Long glanced at Daoist Yuxing, seeing a hint of smugness on his face, and smiled faintly, shaking his head.
"But it's a pity, your news was only half right."
"The Hidden Division does have a good physician, but my injuries have not healed. They have only improved somewhat."
Facing Daoist Yuxing, even after his secret was revealed, Elder Long had no intention of telling the truth.
As he spoke, Elder Long released his aura.
His aura was unstable, still at the Quasi-Heavenly level?
Sensing Elder Long's aura, Daoist Yuxing frowned.
He hadn't believed what the other party said about his injuries improving, but now he believed it a little.
After all, it was common knowledge throughout the ruins that Elder Long's cultivation had fallen to the Earthly level due to his injuries. Now, his Quasi-Heavenly aura indicated a clear improvement in his injuries.
Coupled with the unstable aura, in this regard, his injuries had not yet healed.
However...
After a brief silence, Daoist Yuxing looked at Elder Long and smiled, "Brother Long, we haven't seen each other for so many years. Since we meet by chance today, why don't we spar a little?"
To confirm Elder Long's cultivation, Daoist Yuxing had no choice but to take action himself.
Although Elder Long's aura matched his injuries, it was not difficult for someone at Elder Long's level to alter their aura at will.
Moreover, there were various cultivation techniques for altering aura circulating in the ruins, so he had to test it himself to be at ease.
As soon as he finished speaking, a playful smile appeared on Daoist Yuxing's face.
The reason was simple: if Elder Long's old injuries were truly not healed, then his disciples should have eagerly stepped forward to fight for him.
After all, these disciples were also at the Quasi-Heavenly level, comparable to Elder Long.
But now, those disciples were just standing there foolishly.
This indicated that, subconsciously, they believed Elder Long could handle it himself, which in turn meant that Elder Long's injuries were no longer a major issue.
On the other side, Elder Long looked at the smiling face of the other party and waved his hand bitterly, saying, "Yuxing, I have one foot in the grave already. How can I be your opponent? I think we should forget about it!"
"Brother Long, we are just sparring to reminisce about the past."
As he spoke, Daoist Yuxing looked up at the sky and sighed, "Thinking back to our youth, we must have sparred no less than a hundred times. Although I won fewer matches, those were the most exhilarating moments of my life."
Saying that, Daoist Yuxing looked at Elder Long and continued, "Today, let's not concern ourselves with winning or losing, but simply recall the past, how about it?"
This...
Elder Long's eyes flickered. Who hadn't had moments of youthful vigor?
Looking back now in his old age, he truly felt endless emotion, and he really wanted to experience a return to youth.
However, Elder Long knew in his heart that with the current undercurrents among various factions, Daoist Yuxing's visit to Dragon City this time was likely not just to visit him, but also for other purposes.
Therefore, after much deliberation, he decided to conceal his strength as much as possible.
With that thought, he looked at the other party and said, "Yuxing, I also wish I could have a good fight with you, but my body is getting weaker by the day, and I truly have the will but not the strength.
How about this, why don't I have my disciples fight on my behalf?"
This...
Daoist Yuxing's face turned somewhat gloomy. These were Elder Long's disciples, after all, and they were of a lower generation than him!
It could be said that regardless of the outcome, he would gain no glory.
If he won, people would say he was bullying the younger generation, winning unfairly. If he lost, it would be even more disgraceful.
Moreover, this way, he couldn't test Elder Long's injuries!
With that thought, he glared at Elder Long and said gloomily, "Brother Long, are you looking down on me? And letting a junior be abused?"
As he spoke, Daoist Yuxing's aura instantly spread out. He intended to use this opportunity to force a confrontation with Elder Long.
Seeing this, Elder Long's brows furrowed deeply. He knew very well that once they fought, the secret of his recovered cultivation would be exposed.
But the other party clearly had no intention of backing down, and his disciples like Wuying Jian could not possibly stop him!
Just as Elder Long was in a dilemma, a voice came, and a faint smile appeared on Elder Long's face.
"Who says juniors will be abused when they come up? Old man, aren't you too arrogant!"
Hmm?
Daoist Yuxing's gaze turned in the direction of the voice, and he saw a young man walking over leisurely, with a cigarette in his mouth.
He looked somewhat familiar.
Daoist Yuxing's eyes darted around, and he suddenly remembered something. Wasn't this Ye Cangtian, the youngest Heavenly level expert in the Hidden Division!
Why was he here?
Didn't Wen Shen go to the Hidden Division? Had the matter been resolved?
With a hint of doubt, Daoist Yuxing slowly spoke, "Ye Cangtian, the juniors Elder Long mentioned are his disciples. You are not among them."
"That's wrong. I was also taught by Elder Long. Otherwise, how could my cultivation have increased so rapidly!"
Ye Cangtian walked up to the other party, flicked his cigarette butt aside, and his gaze fell on the small building on the other party's chest.
Then he smiled slightly and said, "So, the person in the carriage yesterday was you! You really are a good-tempered person! I beat Wen Shen into a pulp, and you didn't even utter a word!"
Hmm?
Hearing this, Elder Long's brows knitted slightly. Ye Cangtian offending someone from Misty Rain Tower was no small matter, and it could lead to big trouble.
But Daoist Yuxing actually didn't make a move, which truly surprised him.
On the other side, hearing Ye Cangtian's mockery, Daoist Yuxing's face turned gloomy, and he said, "It was just your juniors messing around. Why should I interfere? Wouldn't that make me seem petty?"
Heh.
Ye Cangtian sneered disdainfully and said, "Your magnanimity is indeed commendable, old man, but you're a bit too shameless. To seek a spar with someone who is injured, and to take advantage of their weakened state!"
You!
As the words fell, Daoist Yuxing's face became even gloomier. He hadn't expected Ye Cangtian to speak so brazenly. If he didn't teach him a lesson, he would have no face left.
With that thought, he said in a deep voice, "Ye Cangtian, they say you are the leading figure of the younger generation, truly arrogant! I really want to see what realm your cultivation has reached now!"
"That's simple. Why don't you and I spar a bit!"
Hearing this, Ye Cangtian smiled faintly.
As he spoke, his palm trembled, and he had already drawn his golden great ring saber.
Looking at Ye Cangtian's action, Daoist Yuxing revealed a faint smile and said, "Your courage is commendable, but this great ring saber is somewhat unworthy of you. I won't bully you, so I'll spar with you empty-handed."
Ye Cangtian chuckled and said, "With this in my hands, even grass and trees can be turned into weapons. You should draw your weapon, lest you find excuses if you lose!"
Hmph!
Daoist Yuxing snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "You truly don't know what's good for you. Since that's the case, I shall fulfill your wish."
"Zhenwu!"
With Daoist Yuxing's loud roar, his long sword was instantly unsheathed and landed steadily in his hand.
The sword was over four feet long, exuding a faint cold light. At the end of the sword was a Tai Chi symbol, and the hilt was carved with a dragon, making it look exceptionally majestic.
Good sword!
Looking at the long sword, Ye Cangtian couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Such a long sword was by no means comparable to the golden great ring saber.
Only the divine artifact level Death Scythe could firmly suppress it.
"What? Are you scared after seeing Zhenwu?"
On the other side, Daoist Yuxing showed a contemptuous smile as he saw Ye Cangtian in a daze.
Hearing this, Ye Cangtian glanced over and said faintly, "The sword is very good, but no matter how good the sword is, it depends on the person wielding it."
"Alright, Ye Cangtian, stop just talking!"
"Let's settle this with our hands!"
Hearing Ye Cangtian's words, Daoist Yuxing chose to ignore them directly. He had already witnessed Ye Cangtian's eloquence, and he had no interest in bickering with him.
"Alright, since that's the case, I won't waste any more words. Watch my saber!"
Ye Cangtian smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly flickered.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the other party, and at the same time, his golden great ring saber flashed and fell fiercely.
Seeing this, Daoist Yuxing smiled faintly. This saber strike was fierce and powerful, but it lacked variation, making it not difficult to block.
As he thought this, he parried with his sword. In the next moment, Daoist Yuxing realized something was wrong.
This saber strike clearly possessed the momentum of splitting the heavens and the earth, yet when it landed on his long sword, it was as light as a feather. He couldn't feel any force from it at all.
This was clearly not right!
As Daoist Yuxing was contemplating, the golden great ring saber fell again, which was the Yin Yang Heaven Splitting Slash.
In an instant, Daoist Yuxing's eyes widened, and he immediately understood everything. It turned out to be a combination of reality and illusion!