Chapter 1969: Details of the Battle (Part 2)

Almost all those who spoke had heard the news and rushed over, but ended up not participating in the battle.

One man challenging five thousand, and winning in just half an hour... it was simply too unbelievable!

Without the battle details being released, no one would accept it!

“Are you sure?”

Hearing this request, the person in charge of the Divine Communication Hall frowned.

The people of the Divine Communication Hall all concealed their identities, but the battle details could clearly reveal their true identities and win rates!

Although it wouldn't go into the specifics of the battle, putting their names out there would still violate their privacy.

“That's right! We agree!”

“We agree too. Even though we lost, we want to know exactly who he defeated!”

“Only by knowing our shame can we be brave. This way, we can confirm whether he truly defeated so many people!”

…

A clamor arose.

“Since you have this request, it's fine to release it...”

The person in charge of the Divine Communication Hall looked around and then turned to give an order.

A young man turned and left. After a long while, he brought back a jade token.

“This is the list of those killed by 'I Am Very Low-Key' within half an hour. You can take a look...”

The young man shook his hand.

With a swoosh!

A list appeared line by line before everyone, floating in the air, densely packed with names.

“Look... Senior Brother Liu Lujie is on it...”

Someone shouted.

They quickly looked and saw a name prominently displayed, glaringly obvious: “Liu Lujie, four times.”

“So Senior Brother Liu Lujie came? But... what does 'four times' mean?”

Unable to contain their curiosity, someone asked.

“This 'four times' means... he was killed four times in a row! Not willing to accept it after being killed once, he switched to a different Divine Communication Talisman, disguised himself as another identity, came again, and was killed again. This happened four times in total!” the person in charge said expressionlessly.

“Killed four times in a row? Holy crap! That's shameless!”

“It's not so much shameless as it is having no face left!”

“Look, Senior Brother Wang Jiandong was also killed four times?”

…

Everyone's faces turned red.

Those who had previously shouted that Senior Brother Liu Lujie hadn't participated in the competition wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

They thought this top inner disciple, Senior Brother Liu, hadn't come, but who would have thought... he was killed once, came back, killed again, came back...

Lost face to the bone!

“Huh? Who is that Bai Ruanqing? There doesn't seem to be that name among the inner disciples... She was also killed twice.”

Someone else shouted.

“She seems to be... Elder Bai Ye's granddaughter, a core disciple.”

“A core disciple also sneaked in to challenge and was killed twice?”

…

The crowd erupted again.

Earlier, they thought Liu Lujie being killed four times in a row was embarrassing enough, but now it turned out that during the inner disciple competition, a core disciple had also sneaked in, and worse, was killed twice!

“Since Bai Ruanqing is a core disciple, then... who is Bai Feng? I haven't heard of him either...”

“I've heard of Bai Feng. He is... Elder Bai Ye's servant. Although not an elder, he is said to be even stronger than core elders...”

“Stronger than core elders, and he also came to challenge and was killed?”

…

As they continued reading, many inner disciples were on the verge of collapse.

They could accept that Liu Lujie, the top inner disciple, was killed four times in a row—after all, it was for the honor of the inner sect, and losing a bit of face was understandable.

But a core disciple coming and being killed twice, and someone as strong as a core elder coming and being killed too—that was a bit too much!

“With such a commotion, why didn't any inner sect elder intervene?”

“Yeah, even if the elders were slow to get news, they should have known within half an hour...”

Everyone was puzzled.

Even core disciples had come to fight and been killed. Why didn't the many inner sect elders say anything or stop them?

“Look, there are more names below...”

Just as they were wondering, someone shouted again.

Everyone looked in unison.

On the battle details, more names were slowly appearing.

Mu Xuan, Huang You, Zhang Lingbo, Lu Yun...

“Mu Xuan seems to be... Elder Mu's name!”

“Huang You is our elder's name!”

“Zhang Lingbo is our elder...”

…

For a moment, everyone's faces turned black, feeling as if their hearts couldn't take it and might burst.

“I thought the elders didn't intervene, but it turns out they also disguised themselves as disciples to challenge, and... they were killed too!”

“They taught us swordsmanship, yet they were killed...”

“How strong is this 'I Am Very Low-Key'?”

…

They were truly going crazy.

Especially those disciples who had clamored to see the battle details earlier wished they could slap themselves to death.

They had wanted to salvage the inner sect's honor, but now...

The inner disciples made a bet, and not only did core disciples show up, even elders joined in...

And the key point—if they had won, it would have been fine, but they lost!

It was like a kindergarten fight where one child challenged the entire kindergarten, and not only did the teachers and parents not stop it, they came and got beaten too...

Shameful!

Utterly mortifying!

It would have been better not to ask for the battle details. Now that they had them, they wished they could die on the spot.

…

Zhang Xuan also saw the crowd's conversation and the battle details, looking stunned.

When had inner disciples and elders shown up?

How had he not felt anything?

Logically, if these people had attacked, they should have been strong and caused him trouble... but during the half-hour battle, he had killed almost everyone with one sword stroke and hadn't encountered any real resistance!

“Oh well, as long as I make money...”

After thinking for a while and not figuring it out, he stopped bothering and looked at his card, eyes gleaming.

This time, he had killed over five thousand people. According to the bet, all of them had to give him all the Sword Pavilion coins in their cards. That should mean a huge profit.

He pinched the card and looked at it.

Soon, a string of numbers appeared.

283764!

“Over 280,000 Sword Pavilion coins?”

Zhang Xuan almost laughed out loud.

Indeed, this kind of bet was the fastest way to make money!

Over five thousand people, each averaging over fifty Sword Pavilion coins, and in half an hour he had earned over 280,000... that was nearly half the wealth of the entire inner sect!

With this money, buying pills and taming the gourd should be easy!

“Farewell...”

Seeing that this body was on the verge of collapse and could break down at any moment, Zhang Xuan went to the front desk, bought a certain number of mid-grade Immortal Origin Pills, and with a thought, left the Divine Communication Hall.

The results were out, and the money was in hand; there was no need to stay any longer.

Returning to his room, he took out the pills and summoned the gourd again.

“Here are ten mid-grade Immortal Origin Pills... Acknowledge me as your master, and I'll give them to you right away!”

He uncorked the jade bottle, and the rich spiritual energy inside surged out, making the gourd itch with desire.

“What, are the words you said before no longer valid?”

Seeing it hesitate, Zhang Xuan smiled.

“Of course they're valid. Acknowledging you as master is nothing, but you have to give me enough medicine and treasures to help me recover!”

The gourd wiggled its bottom.

“Naturally!” Zhang Xuan nodded.

The gourd gently shook, and a drop of golden liquid suddenly flew out and landed on Zhang Xuan's brow.

Hum!

As his spirit made contact, Zhang Xuan immediately signed the contract, and his spirit could now communicate clearly with the gourd, even without speaking, through thought.

“What exactly are you?”

But even with communication, Zhang Xuan still couldn't tell what it was. The object communicating with his spirit was like an egg being incubated; he couldn't reach inside.

“Didn't I tell you? I am a supreme divine beast that roams the world and dominates the scene...” the gourd said proudly.

“Stop bragging. Here, take these pills...”

Seeing it boast more and more, Zhang Xuan was speechless. He flicked his hand, and the pills in his palm flew over.

Opening its mouth, the gourd swallowed the pills and looked at him eagerly again: “I want more...”

“Here!”

Seeing it like this, Zhang Xuan was speechless. Since he had plenty of money now, it didn't matter. He bought another ninety pills, making it a hundred, and threw them all to it, letting it eat slowly. He then calmed his mind and reflected quietly.

This time, challenging five thousand people at the same level had also benefited him greatly.

His understanding of the sword path deepened, and his control over power became more precise.

After circulating his cultivation for a while, he immediately felt the true energy in his body stirring, ready to break through the peak of the Fourth Layer of the Ancient Sage and charge into the Void Immortal realm.

“Practicing swordsmanship in the Divine Communication Hall actually helps with my own cultivation...”

His eyes lit up.

Normally, just a few hours ago, he had broken through to the peak of Shattering the Void. To fully consolidate it, even with the Heavenly Dao technique, he would need a few days of nurturing. But now, after the previous battle, the slightly unstable true energy in his dantian was under control, and the Void Immortal realm, which had seemed far away, now felt like it could break through at any moment!

In other words, as long as he found the right technique, he could easily break through to Void Immortal and reach a higher realm!

“Breaking through to Void Immortal would qualify me to become a core disciple... Only then can I have the chance to reach even higher realms!”

The cultivation techniques in the inner disciple library only went up to below the Void Immortal realm. To break through further, he had to find corresponding manuals.

“Shan Xiaotian is only at the peak of the First Layer of the Ancient Sage... too far from the Void Immortal realm!”

He kept a low profile and didn't want to expose his identity and cultivation. The task of becoming a core disciple had to be entrusted to his disciple, but this apprentice was only at the First Layer of the Ancient Sage—too far off.

Even if he practiced his technique and had no shortage of resources, it would take at least one or two months to reach the Void Immortal realm!

Otherwise, advancing too quickly would lead to unstable power, greatly affecting future cultivation.

Although he had needs, he couldn't harm his student.

“Actually... besides going to the core sect, there's another way to break through to Void Immortal: go to the [Falling Rain Valley]. Many inner disciples who want to break through come here. There are plenty of insights and experiences on breaking through to Void Immortal!”

Since he couldn't rely on his disciple, he had to rely on himself. Zhang Xuan recalled the books he had read before and his eyes lit up.

Inner disciples did have corresponding techniques for breaking through to Void Immortal, but they were too limited and not very useful to him. However, many inner disciples chose to break through in the sect's Falling Rain Valley, leaving behind many breakthrough experiences.

Even if they weren't techniques, as long as he organized them well, they could still help him smoothly break through to Void Immortal.

Once he reached this realm, he could sneak into the core disciples' peaks, enter the so-called library, and study the secret manuals without worrying about exposing his identity.

“Let's go take a look!”

Thinking this, he didn't hesitate and walked out of the room.

“Young master...”

At this moment, Cao Chengli had already finished his sparring with the three-hundred-jin inner disciple and returned to the courtyard.

This sparring had left him somewhat listless. It seemed the opponent was no pushover. Even though this bandit leader was strong, he was now weak in the knees and barely holding up.

“Where's Shan Xiaotian?”

Too lazy to bother with this guy, Zhang Xuan looked around and, not finding his disciple, frowned.

“The inner disciples have called an emergency meeting. The young master has gone there!”

Cao Chengli bowed.