Cultivation: I Have a Skill Level Panel

In the clear, cloudless sky,

a streak of thunderous light flew by at extreme speed.

From a distance, it looked like a bolt of lightning tearing through the heavens, gone in a flash!

Half a month had passed since Gu Yun left that hidden valley, lush with dense foliage.

During that time, he had encountered many plant-type Demon Beasts and some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. After consuming them, his Cultivation had improved significantly, and he was on the verge of a breakthrough.

However, the Tongmu Secret Realm would be closing soon!

In the final stretch of time before he had to leave, Gu Yun hoped to find more treasures, like Spirit Medicines, to increase his strength.

Ever since witnessing the vast and majestic power of the Tongxuan Realm, he understood.

’The True Martial Realm really isn’t enough!!’

Soon, it would be the Inner Sect Grand Competition, held once every fifty years!

The rewards for those who ranked at the top were extremely generous, and he found them incredibly tempting!

However, the most formidable prodigies and monstrous talents from every peak would be participating!

There might even be peerless geniuses at the True Martial Realm Peak whose combat strength was comparable to the Tongxuan Realm.

Although he was confident in his own strength, he also understood that he was still a long way from the Tongxuan Realm!

Besides, that old dog Jiang Qingfeng was still at large, waiting for him to come and slaughter him!!

’How could this little bit of strength possibly be enough?!’

This gave Gu Yun a pressing sense of urgency to increase his power.

His ink-black pupils gazed down at the vast, verdant, and lush sea of forests below.

Countless ancient, thousand-meter-tall trees stood erect upon the land.

Their trunks were so thick it would take dozens of people to encircle them, and their massive leaves blocked out the sun.

Ancient branches as thick as water buckets intertwined with one another.

Below the branches, countless aerial roots grew, cascading down like waterfalls!!

Gu Yun’s Spiritual Sense, which could span for miles within the Tongmu Secret Realm, swept out in all directions to probe his surroundings.

Time slowly trickled by as Gu Yun sped through the air with the speed of a thunderclap, with no idea how far he had traveled.

Suddenly, Gu Yun’s brow furrowed.

He spotted three figures hovering in the distance above a massive mountain peak.

They were gathered around a Spirit Tree that radiated a hazy glow. On the tree were two fist-sized Spirit Fruits, wreathed in mist and emitting an exceptionally rich aura.

The atmosphere was tense, filled with the invisible scent of gunpowder.

It seemed a world-shaking battle could erupt at any moment.

A rather handsome young man in a black robe, with eyes like a hawk and an aura of immense True Yuan, spoke with a grim expression:

"There are only two Cyan Profound Spirit Yang Fruits. I won’t take both. I’ll take one and leave. How about it?"

"Bullshit! Zhang Jing, as long as I’m here, you won’t get a single one!"

"You want a Cyan Profound Spirit Yang Fruit? In your wildest dreams!!"

The sneer came from a towering, brawny young man hovering nearby. At nine feet tall and with knotted muscles bulging beneath his tunic, he cut an imposing figure.

Hearing this, Zhang Jing’s face instantly darkened, and he responded in a chilling voice:

"Xin Shikui, what is the meaning of this?"

"Do you really think I’m afraid of you?!"

"Without my permission, who among you dares to touch these Cyan Profound Spirit Yang Fruits?"

His bone-chilling voice seemed to make the surrounding temperature drop in an instant.

An icy chill seemed to seep into one’s very body, threatening to freeze them solid!

"So it’s a fight you want!"

"When have I, Xin Shikui, ever been afraid of you, Zhang Jing?!"

The tall, brawny, and muscular Xin Shikui let out a cold snort in mid-air, and a surging aura of True Yuan invisibly roiled around him.

At this moment, Pei Ye, the handsome man in the green robe who had been standing to the side, spoke up:

"Senior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Xin, that said, there are only two Cyan Wood Fruits. How should we divide them evenly?"

"Heh, Senior Brother Pei, isn’t it simple? You and I join forces to defeat Zhang Jing, and then we, as fellow disciples, can split them. Wouldn’t that be wonderful? What do you say, Senior Brother Pei?"

Xin Shikui hovered in the air, his black robes fluttering, a smirk playing on his lips as he laughed heartily.

"Oh?! Junior Brother Xin, what you say is not without reason!"

A sharp glint flashed in Pei Ye’s eyes. He turned to look at Zhang Jing, his gaze filled with ill intent.

The three of them all had Cultivations at the True Martial Realm Ninth Layer Early Stage. There was no great disparity between them. If two of them teamed up to force out the third, then splitting the two Cyan Profound Spirit Yang Fruits seemed quite feasible.

Besides, back on their peak, Zhang Jing and Xin Shikui had been at odds for a hundred years.

"See, Senior Brother Pei?"

Xin Shikui’s gaze shifted to Zhang Jing, a fierce light glinting in his eyes, as if he were about to strike like Thunder and start a huge fight at any second.

"Junior Brother Pei, if you and I team up, besides splitting the Cyan Profound Spirit Yang Fruits, I will also give you 1,000 Middle Grade Spirit Stones. What do you say?!"

At this, Zhang Jing, still hovering in the air, looked at Pei Ye and said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Pei Ye adopted a thoughtful expression, a hint of temptation showing on his face.

Seeing this, Xin Shikui grew a little anxious and hurriedly called out:

"Senior Brother Pei, whatever he offers, I’ll double it!"

At this moment, Gu Yun, watching from a distance, finally recognized the fist-sized Spirit Fruit on the glowing Spirit Tree. The fruit, wreathed in mist and exuding a rich aura, was none other than a Cyan Profound Spirit Yang Fruit—a Profound Tier Top Grade Spirit Fruit capable of increasing one’s Cultivation, strengthening their foundation, and solidifying their Dao Foundation!!

This made his heart race.

’What a godsend!’

As for who the two Cyan Profound Spirit Yang Fruits belonged to...

Did that even need to be said? He, Gu Yun, would take them without hesitation!

Those three were merely at the True Martial Realm Ninth Layer Early Stage.