The Sect Leader's Bizarre Recruitment Chapter 125: Long Aotian Crushes All! The Overwhelming Power of Long Aotian! The Best Heir to the Ch - Novel Cool

Chapter 125: Long Aotian Crushes All! The Overwhelming Power of Long Aotian! The Best Heir to the Ch

Chapter 125: Long Aotian Crushes All! The Overwhelming Power of Long Aotian! The Best Heir to the Chaotic Ancient Heritage (Part 1)

(Monthly Bonus Chapter: This month's bonus chapter is here! I arrived at 8 am and have been procrastinating until now, but I've finally finished it, so I'll post it now instead of waiting until noon, hehehe.)

"As expected, it's truly a floor tile."

Seeing the seemingly overwhelming offense instantly crumble, Lu Ming couldn't help but smirk, almost laughing out loud.

"However, the awe-inspiring might of Tang Shenwang doesn't lie in his strength, but in his talent for causing trouble and digging his own grave, which is truly unmatched!"

"If we're talking about this kind of talent, he's indeed the one and only Peerless Talent, tsk."

Why did I avoid Tang Shenwang like a venomous snake, unwilling to let him enter my sect?

It's because of this!

"However, the methods he used did remind me of that certain 'enveloping' technique."

"Hmm..."

"And that aura, it looks like a soul ring?"

"I didn't notice it last time, but wow, on the Immortal Martial Continent, he's actually walking the path of a Soul Master?"

He was astonished.

At the same time, Ice Emperor made his move.

Tang Wu's desperate situation brought new life.

The vines that were previously blown to pieces reappeared, green light shooting into the sky, blocking Lu Zhicai's shocking punch, and even the pervasive moonlight was kept at bay, unable to come closer.

A layer of pale blue glow appeared in Tang Wu's eyes, and a blue stream of energy encircled his back, making him look extraordinarily exceptional.

"Hmm?"

Lu Zhicai frowned, retreating and dodging the vines that were wrapping around him, feeling somewhat suspicious.

"I seem to have underestimated you, to still have such a trump card?"

"There's a lot you don't know yet."

Tang Wu spoke, but his tone was slightly different from before.

However, no one noticed the issue.

Tone can change, and the shift wasn't that significant anyway.

Instead, Xiao Ling'er's Medicine Elder in her sea of consciousness was surprised, saying, "This Tang Wu... I'm afraid he also has the help of a remnant soul!"

"Hmm?!"

Xiao Ling'er immediately furrowed her brows.

At the same time, Tang Wu's soul shrank back into his sea of consciousness, panting heavily.

"Th-thank you, Foster Father."

Just now, he had once again felt the threat of death.

This almost scared him into wetting himself, but at the same time, it also made him feel incredibly angry.

He's the Peerless Talent!

With a cultivation system from the Divine Realm, how could he be so weak? Even a Holy Son could make him feel a threat of near-death with just one strike?!

That's it!

Soul Rings!!!

It's because my martial soul and soul rings are too few!

Otherwise, how could I be so weak?

At this moment, a ruthless thought took root in his heart, and an extremely vicious idea sprouted.

"Sigh."

Ice Emperor, however, sighed softly, "My foolish child, why are you in such a hurry?"

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Standing up and walking onto the stage now is not the time."

"As a father, I can help you for a while, but I may not be able to help you for a lifetime."

"Foster Father!"

Tang Wu gradually calmed down and said in a deep voice, "Child naturally understands your meaning, but, child is also doing this for Foster Father!"

"Think about it, if child defeats Lu Zhicai today, won't my status also rise?"

"Even if I can't directly take the Holy Son's position, after returning to the sect, I can still become a Holy Son or Holy Daughter, and my progress will be much faster. Foster Father's recovery will also be quicker, right?"

"Today's you should be stronger than before the battle in the Cloudsoaring Valley, right?"

"Haven't we fought hard for this?"

"If it were for myself, child can endure, but for Foster Father, child absolutely cannot endure it!!!"

Ice Emperor: "..."

Touched!

So that's what he was thinking?

"It's father's fault for blaming you."

"Then let us father and son work together again."

"Lu Zhicai is just one person, and with Foster Father's current state, we should be able to defeat him!"

"..."

Boom!

The battle erupted.

As the Holy Son, Lu Zhicai was empowered by the Moonlight Holy Body, with the moon shining brightly above and the pervasive moonlight enhancing him, making him seem incredibly sacred, as if wearing a moon-white divine armor. Each move and technique was perfected, and his power increased by more than ten times!

This terrifying offense made most of the Peerless Talents in the venue pale in comparison.

"This, is the strength of a Holy Son-level Peerless Talent?"

"He's already capable of defeating a Seventh Stage expert?"

"Heh, don't you know? Three years ago, when Lu Zhicai traveled the world, he defeated a Seventh Stage expert. Now, three years later, he's undoubtedly even stronger!"

"What?!"

Whispers filled the air.

The Seventh Princess' beautiful eyes sparkled, seemingly full of joy.

Lu Ming and the others watched the spectacle with glee.

Long Aotian held a glass of wine, and even forcefully pulled over a beauty to massage his shoulders, with his feet on the table, exclaiming his delight.

Only the Holy Daughter of the Moonlit Sect, Wen Ruyu, frowned, sensing something amiss.

"Tang Wu was indeed a true Peerless Talent in the past, but compared to the Holy Son, he's still lacking by a hundred thousand miles. Why is he so strong today?"

"And this rich and powerful soul force..."

"Where did it come from?"

"Cloud Enveloping!"

Boom!

The platform shattered, the formation flashed, and eventually exploded.

Countless Cloud Binding Immortal Vines turned into a substantial form, breaking through the ground, and in the end, they formed a massive cage, completely sealing off that space, even blocking out the moonlight!

Tang Wu, as directed by Ice Emperor, said, "You're a Moonlight Holy Body, and with the moonlight, your combat power soars. You can fight against countless powerful enemies, but now, the moonlight has been sealed by me, and your strength is greatly reduced. Can you withstand me?"

"Is that so?"

Lu Zhicai's cold voice came from within the giant 'green cocoon': "I, Lu Zhicai, why would I need to borrow the power of heaven and earth?"

"I am the moon!"

Hum...

The moonlight surged, bursting forth from within, breaking through the green cocoon cage, and everyone present squinted, unable to look directly at it.

"Him!?"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"The moon!?"

At this moment, Lu Zhicai transformed into the 'moon'.

It wasn't dazzling, but the moonlight illuminated every corner of this small world, and then it suddenly burst forth.

Tang Wu's expression changed.

Even with his full strength, Lu Zhicai was like a Great Power standing before them, extremely formidable!

Wherever he passed, all methods were broken, and the Cloud Binding Immortal Vine seemed to be beaten to death, its entire body dim and lifeless...

"Kneel before this Holy Son..."

Boom!

The bright moon hung high in the sky, crashing down fiercely.

Tang Wu's expression shifted slightly, employing all his secret techniques, but in the end, he was still a step behind.

Pfft.

In the end, he coughed up blood and retreated several hundred steps before finally stabilizing his body.

However, wherever he stepped, he left behind a deep pit.

Obviously, he was at a clear disadvantage in this attack, and although he didn't kneel down, he was also not lightly injured.

"Hmph."

Lu Zhicai returned to his human form and looked at Tang Wu coldly, "As a Ranked Disciple of my Sect, with such strength, you indeed have reason to be proud. But this does not qualify you to be arrogant before this Holy Son."

"You..."

"You are still not worthy!"

Damn it!!!

The battle ended, and the Ice Emperor logged off, leaving Tang Wu to log in himself.

At this moment, he almost bit his teeth, feeling a sense of humiliation spreading in his heart. It was as if everyone's gaze was locked onto him, like needles piercing his skin, causing him pain.

He couldn't even bear to look at Princess Qi, not even for a moment.

"Hmph, you're just older than me."

He could only force a cold laugh, "If we were the same age, I would surely defeat you!"

Lu Zhicai sat down again and said, "Who can choose when they are born?"

"But this Holy Son can decide his own future!"

"You are destined to never be an enemy of this Holy Son in this life!"

"We'll see."

Tang Wu returned to his seat, his face darkening.

Xiaoshan forced herself to suppress her displeasure and comforted him, but he remained aloof.

In his Sea of Consciousness:

Tang Wu roared.

"Foster Father!"

"You... you're not the Ice Emperor?"

"Why can't you even defeat a mere Lu Zhicai?"

"This is truly unbelievable!"

"If you could defeat him, my father and I wouldn't have suffered this humiliation."

The Ice Emperor's temper flared, "He is a Holy Son, one of the Peerless Talents of this generation, and he possesses a Holy Physique! Moreover, the technique he cultivates is the Divine Scripture of the Moonlit Sect, perfectly matching his Holy Physique. How could it be easy to defeat him?"

Seeing Tang Wu's stunned expression,

He realized that his tone had been too harsh.

Considering his foster son's Dao Heart, he sighed, "Furthermore, your cultivation time is too short, your Stage is insufficient, and your methods are too singular."

"As a father, I can only fight with the means of the first Soul Ring. If I were to use my own methods, I would surely be discovered, and that would be truly dangerous."

"Once my enemies find me, you and I, father and son, would truly face irredeemable calamity."

"Moreover, in that battle just now, Lu Zhicai wasn't at an advantage either! He was also injured, but he didn't reveal it. Otherwise, why wouldn't he continue attacking until you knelt down and admitted your mistake?"

"So that's how it is, Foster Father, it was my fault for speaking without thinking..."

Tang Wu also realized he had spoken out of turn and quickly apologized.

However, the thought he had just now became even clearer.

"Indeed, my methods are too singular."

"I only have one Martial Soul..."

"..."

...

Among the Talents watching the battle, some were astonished, some sighed, and some scoffed.

"With this, he dares to challenge a Holy Son-level figure?"

"He doesn't know his limits."

"Not so. It's not that he doesn't know his limits. Tang Wu's strength is already very strong, and he can indeed be called a Peerless Talent."

"Indeed, it's not that he's too weak, but his opponent is too strong. Lu Zhicai, the Holy Son of the Moonlit Sect, can slay Great Powers!"

"Moreover, Tang Wu did have a point. They are of different ages."

"Sss!"

As they discussed, Long Aotian scoffed, "Weak is weak!"

"Admit your weakness, and stand firm when beaten."

"What is Tang Wu? Even Lu Zhicai is no more than this."

"In this young master's eyes, they are but mere chickens and dogs."

"What did you say?!"

The disciples of the Moonlit Sect stood up, their expressions darkening.

"Who are you to dare speak such nonsense here?"

"Come out and fight!"

"Are you looking to die?"

They scolded harshly, filled with anger.

Although they might not all admire their Holy Son in their hearts, the Holy Son was the face of the Sect. To insult the Holy Son was not just a slap on the Holy Son's buttocks.

It was clearly a slap on their own faces!

"Heh."

Lu Zhicai also coldly laughed, "What are you to dare spout such nonsense here?"

"State your name, or this Holy Son will not kill nameless people."

"Tsk tsk." Long Aotian stood up, and Boundless Divine Radiance burst forth, as if a divine being had descended. He raised his head, looked down on the world, and disdained everything: "That's only if you can kill me."

"Then you should state your name."

Lu Zhicai also stood up, his gaze like lightning, not yielding in the slightest. Streams of energy collided in the air, causing explosions!

"Since you want to die, this young master will fulfill your wish."

"This young master's name remains unchanged, and his surname unaltered."

He chuckled, "I am Gu Yue Fangyuan."

"Pfft!"

Gu Yue Fangyuan, who was drinking and watching the show, was stunned. He spat out his wine, confused, "You're Gu Yue Fangyuan, then who am I? Long Aotian?"

Boom!

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.

"Sss!"

"It's him, Long Aotian!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the person, "I knew he looked familiar. It's actually Long Aotian!"

"What, Long Aotian?!"

"Isn't he the one who killed the third and second Divine Sons of the Feather Clan and tricked several Great Powers to their deaths?"

"It's him!"

Sss!!!

Countless people secretly sucked in a breath of cool air, their faces filled with astonishment and uncertainty.

"It's him?!"

They were all shocked.

Long Aotian's reputation had spread far and wide, and he was widely acknowledged as a peerless talent. Many believed that his talent and strength surpassed even the Holy Son-level talents.

Someone whispered, their eyes glinted with excitement: "Amazing! This grand gathering of talents is truly extraordinary. It's only the second battle, and already, two Holy Son-level talents are clashing."

No one doubted Long Aotian's strength and talent.

He had earned his reputation through his own prowess.

The second and third princes of the Feather Clan had all perished at his hands, and he had even defeated several Great Powers, although he had assistance, most likely from Gu Yue Fangyuan. The fact that they could achieve such a feat was more than enough explanation.

...

"Gu Yue... Fangyuan?!"

Lu Ming's mind was in turmoil.

"Wow, the pressure from this name is no less than that of Tang Shenwang."

Lu Ming pondered silently.

This name was all too familiar to him.

If this was indeed the Gu Yue Fangyuan he imagined, then in the entire web novel world, this character would be in a league of his own. It wasn't about his strength or greatness, but rather, he was truly 'evil', a ten-out-of-ten demon king who would stop at nothing.

For his own interests and pursuits, he would sell anything.

If the benefits were sufficient, he would even sell himself!

Among the numerous villain protagonist novels, few had a 'villain' as extreme as him. No, in fact, there was none other like him.

In comparison, Tang Shenwang seemed rather 'lovable', almost like a good person.

These two were at opposite extremes.

Gu Yue was well aware of his own nature and knew he wasn't a good person. He would never boast about being a righteous man or stand on a moral high ground to criticize others.

He was simply bad.

Utterly and completely bad.

When encountering him, one should just stay far away. If a conflict arose, one should call upon a group of powerful individuals to thoroughly annihilate him, pulverize his bones, and send him to the netherworld.

But Tang Shenwang was different.

This fellow claimed to be righteous but never took action.

He was a master of deception, repaying kindness with enmity, and once he heard the words 'death with dignity', he would be on the brink of death.

As the saying goes, in the Infinite Fire Domain, there's an Elder, and in the Divine Domain, there's no sign of the King.

Tang Shenwang: "Zhong, you're already at level 30, isn't that enough?"

Lu Ming contemplated silently.

If one were to truly compare the two, they were indeed on par with each other.

One was utterly bad, and the other was a master of deception. Neither was a good person.

But...

"I don't need to rush into conflict with them, nor do I need to be anxious about dealing with them. Whether it's Tang Shenwang or Gu Yue, if they stand on the opposing side, then naturally, they must be eliminated. Otherwise, I won't be able to eat or sleep in peace."

"Hmm... I won't be able to eat or sleep in peace if they're on my side either."

"But if I act as a third party, I might be able to send them into the hands of an opposing force or let them clash with such a force."

"That would be different."

"They're all my good brothers and precious treasures!"

Lu Ming's thoughts raced.

The crowd, still in shock, gradually regained their composure.

Lu Zhicai's expression changed.

He spoke sternly: "Who are you? Are you going to keep hiding your identity?"

"Heh."

Long Aotian chuckled: "Indeed, I, Long Aotian, am here. Since you want to kill me, come down and face me."

"Oh~"

"I almost forgot. In the previous battle, you were also injured, and it's unlikely you'll dare to fight again so soon. But don't worry, I'll give you a chance. Heal yourself, and I'll teach you a lesson."

Upon hearing this, everyone was surprised.

Lu Zhicai's face turned ashen, and he retorted: "Just him? He's not worthy of injuring me. It's just a minor injury, that's all. Wait for me to recover, and I'll show you."

"Then why waste time talking?"

Long Aotian gave him a cold look.

Lu Zhicai's face paled.

Seeing this, the crowd began to whisper.

This turn of events was quite unexpected! Tang Wu was almost laughing out loud.

Marvelous!

Although Long Aotian wasn't a good person, Tang Shenwang was determined to eliminate him. But these words, he found extremely satisfying!

It was time to expose Lu Zhicai. Clearly, he was severely injured, yet he pretended otherwise!

"Hmph, Long Aotian, your words are quite bold."

The rain stopped, and the sky cleared. Tang Shenwang felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Lu Zhicai, you were already injured, so why push yourself? I've said it before, the only difference between us is our age. One day, I will defeat you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Aotian looked at him with a sinister gaze.

"What are you pretending now?"

"Are you worthy?"

"You can't even beat him, you useless fool."

"If you're not convinced, come down and face your death!"

Long Aotian appeared in a flash, standing before Tang Wu.

Tang Wu was almost infuriated.

"I was exhausted from the previous battle and severely injured. Who doesn't know that? Are you, Long Aotian, only capable of taking advantage?"

"Heh."

Long Aotian scoffed: "If you're not brave enough to come down, then shut your mouth. You have no right to speak here!"

At this moment, Long Aotian's body radiated boundless divine radiance, and his disdainful gaze swept across the gathered talents.

He laughed aloud: "Since this is a gathering of talents, those of ordinary caliber should stay out of the way and not embarrass themselves."

"Those below the Holy Son and Holy Daughter level, stay back for your own good."

"Who will be the first to challenge me?"

"But I won't hold back."

"If you don't have the skills, don't embarrass yourself."

"Who's coming?

(End of Chapter)

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