Cultivating To Immortality

"Deal with me? Perfect, I've recently practiced a new Move,Storm Claw. Today's a good day to try it out on you and see if it's strong enough."

Fang Hong's lips curved into a half-smile, his tone carrying a hint of playfulness.

"St-Storm Claw?"

As soon as Long Qiu and Long Xia heard those three words, a faint blush spread across their cheeks, recalling Fang Hong's shameless actions that day.

Given Long Ren's lecherous personality, this move sounded more like some kind of despicable move, making people associate it with many inappropriate scenes.

"Sister Wei, you must be very careful. That lecher is best at using all sorts of vulgar moves, his mind is extremely insidious, don't be careless like we were back then."

Long Xia tugged on Long Wei's sleeve, her face full of worry, and quickly reminded her, afraid that Long Wei would suffer at Fang Hong's hands.

"He's just a cultivator in the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm; such cultivation is nothing in my eyes."

Long Wei spoke coldly, her expression confident and composed, clearly not taking Fang Hong seriously.

Long Qiu stood by, her expression somewhat strange.

When she first saw Fang Hong was a Nascent Soul Middle Stage, she thought the same thing, believing she would surely win.

But in the end, not only did she not gain any advantage, she was instead teased by Fang Hong in various ways. Even now, recalling it still felt a bit awkward.

Long Qiu secretly glanced at Fang Hong out of the corner of her eye.

Fang Hong stood with his arms crossed over his chest, looking calm and collected, without the slightest panic on his face, as if he had long been confident.

Seeing him like this, a strange premonition rose in Long Qiu's heart. She had a feeling that Fang Hong wouldn't be so easy to deal with.

Time passed bit by bit, and more and more disciples gathered in the square, the atmosphere gradually becoming lively.

Everyone gathered in small groups, quietly discussing the upcoming Elite Assessment.

Nearly a hundred disciples participating in the assessment had arrived, all of whom were, without exception, at the Nascent Soul Stage of cultivation.

After all, the Elite Assessment was specifically held as a promotion event for ordinary disciples, and only Nascent Soul Stage disciples were qualified to participate.

Whoosh. Whoosh.

Just then, two streaks of light flew rapidly from the distant sky, carrying the sound of rushing wind, and in the blink of an eye, landed on the high platform in the center of the square.

As the light dissipated, two figures clearly appeared on the high platform. They were two elderly men in gray robes.

They were Elder Long Qi and Elder Long Feng, who were responsible for presiding over this Elite Assessment. Both of them were at the Void Refining Middle Stage of cultivation.

They had always presided over the assessment in the past.

As soon as the Elders appeared, the previously noisy square instantly quieted down.

All the disciples looked towards the high platform, respectfully waiting for the Elders to give the assessment instructions.

"The rules for this Elite Assessment are the same as before."

"From now on, within this one day, no matter what method is used, anyone who can still stand on the arena at the end will be considered to have passed the assessment and successfully promoted to an Elite disciple."

Elder Long Qi cleared his throat and spoke in a clear, resonant voice.

He paused, then continued, "Remember, there are a few rules that must be followed during the assessment: voluntarily surrendering counts as a loss, being knocked off the arena counts as a loss, and being knocked unconscious during battle also counts as a loss."

"Everyone can use their own weapons, but absolutely no killing blows are allowed. Stop when appropriate. If anyone dares to violate the rules, their assessment qualification will be directly revoked."

"Alright, those are all the rules. The Elite Assessment, begins now."

Elder Long Qi briefly explained all the matters without any delay, and immediately announced the official start of the assessment in a loud voice.

The rules for this assessment were simple and clear, without any complicated procedures.

There were ten arenas in the square. As long as one could successfully occupy one of them within a day and defend it from being defeated by others, they would pass the assessment.

Each arena was built with sturdy bluestone and engraved with protective formations to prevent residual battle Qi from harming those nearby.

After the Elder announced the start of the assessment, a small commotion immediately broke out in the square.

Some disciples who were confident in their strength immediately took action.

With a flash of spiritual light under their feet, they all used their escape techniques to fly onto the arenas, each choosing one to stand on, taking the position of arena master first.

In less than a moment, each of the ten arenas had an arena master standing on it.

The subsequent rules were very clear.

Other disciples only needed to defeat the current arena master to replace them and become the new arena master, then continue to accept challenges from the next challenger.

Fang Hong stood in the crowd, his gaze sweeping over the ten arenas.

Among the ten arena masters, nine were at the Nascent Soul Peak, and only one was at the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Long Wei also occupied one of the arenas, standing on it, her gaze vigilantly fixed on the area below, ready to accept challenges at any time.

The disciple whose cultivation was only at the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm was clearly the weakest among the ten arena masters, and naturally became the focus of everyone's challenges.

As expected, not long after, that disciple in the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm welcomed his first challenger.

The two fought several rounds back and forth on the arena. In the end, the disciple in the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, due to slightly inferior cultivation, was knocked off the arena by the challenger.

Immediately after, another disciple in the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm jumped onto the arena, defeated the previous challenger, and became the new master of this arena.

Just like that, a fierce arena offense and defense battle officially began.

Cheers from the disciples occasionally rang out in the square.

Many disciples, confident in their strength, actively challenged those arena masters at the Nascent Soul Peak, hoping to gain fame in one fell swoop.

But the results were not satisfactory. Most of these challengers were no match for the Nascent Soul Peak disciples, often being beaten into a sorry state after a few rounds.

They either surrendered voluntarily or were knocked off the arena, ultimately ending in failure.

Overall, for most of the half-day after the assessment began, the positions of the nine arena masters at the Nascent Soul Peak remained very stable, hardly changing.

Only the arena initially occupied by the disciple in the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm saw significant changes, with the arena master changing from time to time.

Battle after battle, it never stopped.

Fang Hong always stood quietly by the crowd, not rushing to make a move, only occasionally casting his gaze at the battles on the arena.

He planned to make his move at the last moment, which would save him stamina and avoid the most intense melee in the early stages.

When everyone else had fought enough, he would make his move to take an arena, saving both time and effort.

"Long Ren, why are you hiding here? Are you afraid to challenge others and can only hide here to watch the excitement?"

Just as Fang Hong was observing intently, a teasing voice came over.

Fang Hong turned his head and saw Long Xia and Long Qiu walking up to him. Long Xia was raising her eyebrows, looking at him playfully, clearly wanting to tease him.