Chapter 242: Hongxue? When Did She Beco So Familiar with the Young Pavilion Master?
After Han Yuanzhen’s arrival, he scanned the crowd, and no one dared to et his gaze.
However, he frowned slightly.
He hadn’t expected to be the first to arrive.
Logically, soone like him, the strongest, should make a grand, delayed entrance, just like in countless legends. But reality turned out to be quite the opposite.
Still, he didn’t dwell on it. He needed to keep adjusting his state.
Today, he not only intended to claim the Wish Spirit Fruit but also to dominate the gathering, becoming the number one in the Four Regions! A na renowned across the world!
It would also be his first step toward establishing his reputation in Central Province.
Central Province had been sitting high above others for too long, rich in resources and talent. Ordinary geniuses didn’t even catch their eye.
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As ti passed, more figures began to arrive one after another.
“Look, it’s the Twin Monks of the Western Desert!” soone exclaid in surprise.
Over the past few days, the Twin Monks of the Western Desert had beco far more famous than Yue Qingchan.
Both had demonstrated their mastery of Perfect Intent, making them the strongest representatives of the Western Desert, capable of competing with Han Yuanzhen.
The two monks looked almost identical, except for their hair colors: one red, one black.
Their tall, muscular bodies, nearly two ters in height, stretched their robes to an exaggerated shape.
Both were silent types. Upon arrival, they chose a distant spot to sit cross-legged, seemingly uninterested in the mortal world.
Soon, other geniuses from the Western Desert gathered around them.
In ti, the Northern Plains, Western Desert, Southern Region, and Eastern Sea ford four distinct camps.
Each occupied a section, encircling the towering Divine Spirit Tree.
At that mont, another figure approached slowly.
It was Dongn Xiangzhong, joining the Eastern Sea camp.
His arrival stirred so commotion, as there were rumors of his defeat at the hands of ng Changqing. However, what intrigued people the most was the question: Was it true that ng Changqing had achieved dual Perfect Intent?
So wanted to ask, but Dongn Xiangzhong’s icy deanor discouraged them.
Over in the Western Desert camp, Yue Qingchan also arrived.
Her striking appearance drew considerable attention.
Strictly speaking, Yue Qingchan’s beauty and elegance were unrivaled among the geniuses, but her icy deanor made her less alluring to so.
Otherwise, many geniuses would have pursued her madly.
“Why hasn’t ng Changqing, the Southern Region’s champion, arrived yet?”
“It seems the Southern camp is the only one incomplete.”
All eyes turned to the Southern camp.
By comparison, it was the weakest, with no representatives possessing Perfect Intent.
Many from the Southern camp looked visibly embarrassed.
The previous champion of their region had achieved Perfect Intent but had advanced to a higher realm after their sect found a top-tier divine artifact.
This left the current group looking weaker than those from the other three regions.
The only one holding the fort was ng Changqing.
ng Changqing finally arrived with his group, joining the Southern camp.
“Hongxue,” ng Changqing smiled faintly, nodding toward Yu Hongxue.
Her eyes rippled with emotion, her cheeks subtly flushed.
No one had ever addressed her this way before.
Even her father had only called her “Xue’er.”
This unfamiliar yet pleasantly surprising na brought a faint sense of joy to her heart.
At least in ng Changqing’s eyes, she wasn’t just one among the crowd — she carried so weight.
The others exchanged surprised glances, especially the geniuses from the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion.
Hongxue?
Since when did their Young Pavilion Master beco so familiar with this man?
From an outsider’s perspective, it looked like there was sothing… romantic between them.
What surprised them even more:
The Young Pavilion Master didn’t refute the address.
Instead, she looked… shy?
“Ga over,” They exchanged knowing glances.
Didn’t the Young Pavilion Master claim she’d reclaim her pride soday?
Now it seed like she was losing in more ways than one.
ng Changqing’s arrival naturally drew attention from the other camps.
So scrutinized him. Others were excited.
The forr wanted to confirm if the rumors about his dual Perfect Intent were true.
The latter had witnessed his previous battle and wanted him to validate their claims, hoping he’d prove the doubters wrong.
“ng Changqing,” Dongn Xiangzhong opened his eyes, his lips twitching.
He still rembered his defeat four days ago, overwheld by the strength of dual Perfect Intent.
It had drained much of his battle power.
He had even consud precious elixirs to recover just in ti for today’s event.
“Humph,” Yue Qingchan cast a cold glance at ng Changqing.
Now, with all the Four Domain champions present, the final contest was about to begin.
Everyone’s eyes focused on the radiant glow at the top of the Divine Spirit Tree.
“That must be the Wish Spirit Fruit,” ng Changqing muttered, his gaze narrowing.
The glow emanating from the fruit radiated a sacred aura, inspiring reverence in all who looked upon it.
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anwhile, two hundred miles away, several figures appeared.
“Finally, the mont has co,” said a skeletal man with a massive coffin strapped to his back.
His frail appearance made him look like a dying ember, but his presence exuded nace.
“Just wait till they see us!” A blood-red figure beside him let out a sinister laugh.
This was Xue Youzi, the strongest of the younger generation in the Blood God Demon Sect.
In his hand, he held a withered plant, a replica of the three-colored silver-patterned grass, but now devoid of life.
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