Soon, Xu Ping’an and Situ Lie, among others, arrived at Fire Spirit Mountain.
Fire Spirit Mountain is a famous peak in East City of the Imperial Capital, belonging to the Great Fla Immortal Dynasty.
The entire mountain is crimson red, resembling flas and is incredibly resplendent.
There is a cultivation dojo on Fire Spirit Mountain, which is very well-known; the spiritual energy inside is exceptionally dense.
Crucially, within the dojo, there is a precious substance called Fire Spirit Fluid. A single drop is worth a fortune and can greatly accelerate soone’s cultivation.
Especially for Cultivators with a Fire Attribute, it not only can enhance their cultivation but also trendously help improve their Fire Attribute Physique.
Besides that, the Fire Spirit Fluid also plays a significant role in aiding the advancent of those who practice Body Cultivation.
If Xu Ping’an could obtain enough Fire Spirit Fluid, it shouldn’t be a problem for his Physical Cultivation Level to break through to the Eighth Rank.
"We’re here, let’s get off the cart," said Situ Lie.
Having said that, he stepped down from the carriage.
Xu Ping’an and the rest followed suit.
What ca into their view was a mountain that looked like flas.
At this mont, they were at the mountainside of this mountain.
In front of them was a magnificent complex of buildings.
This was a cultivation dojo established here by the royal family of the Great Fla Immortal Dynasty, nad the Fire Spirit Dojo.
At this mont, the Fire Spirit Dojo seed to have gathered quite a crowd, with people continuously heading to the dojo. Clearly, they had all co to take part in this eting at Fire Spirit Mountain.
Among these people, there were young folks as well as old n who seed imbued with a celestial and elegant aura; all of them possessed considerable strength.
Even the younger ones had a cultivation above the Seventh Rank.
"Situ the old thief, didn’t expect you to attend this eting at Fire Spirit Mountain? Do you feel that you haven’t lost enough previously?"
Just then, a voice laced with mockery rang out.
Xu Ping’an and the others looked towards the source of the voice, only to see a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old, clad in a crimson brocade robe with python patterns, striding towards them.
Following him was another middle-aged man who looked to be around thirty years old.
There was a slight resemblance between the two n, with both their appearances exuding an air of authority and dominance.
Xu Ping’an’s gaze instantly sharpened, recognizing the identity of the newcors.
The middle-aged man around fifty was Shao Tianchi, the Crimson King, and the other middle-aged man was his eldest legitimate son, Shao Yanlong.
Because their features bore a resemblance to Shao Yanwu.
The Crimson King’s cultivation was not low, having reached the Ninth Rank Peak Level, roughly equivalent to that of King Lie.
As for Shao Yanlong, his cultivation was also formidable, having reached the Second Layer Realm of the Ninth Rank.
This was one level higher than what Situ Xingfeng had previously stated.
Apparently, he had achieved a breakthrough during this period.
"Shao Tianchi, you’re in the mood to mock ? I heard that your son got slaughtered at the Heavenly Star Palace. If I were you, I’d be crying at ho right now, not finding the ti to bite at others in public," retorted Situ Lie, not intimidated in the slightest.
"You..." Furious at the response, the Crimson King imdiately grew angry.
His son’s death had plunged him into profound grief.
This Situ Lie actually used such a matter to provoke him.
However, Crimson King quickly regained his composure and snorted coldly, "The person who killed my son, I will sooner or later capture him and tear his body into a thousand pieces. Situ Lie, you are arrogant now, but wait until the contest begins. There will be a ti for you to cry, and with your son’s cultivation, it’s nearly impossible for him to enter the top twenty."
As he spoke, Crimson King glanced at Situ Xingfeng with a look of disdain on his face.
Standing behind Crimson King, Shao Yanlong also looked indifferently at Situ Xingfeng, with a trace of contempt on his face.
Although Situ Xingfeng’s cultivation at the Eighth Rank Peak Level was not low, entering the top twenty was indeed sowhat difficult.
Clearly, Crimson King was targeting this point.
"So what? My son is only twenty-six years old now. The age limit for the Fire Spirit Mountain gathering is thirty-six years old. Ten years from now, my son can still participate once more, while your son is already thirty-two and won’t be able to attend the next one," Situ Lie said with a light chuckle.
"You..." King Lie was furious.
He had forgotten that point, Situ Xingfeng was already at the Eighth Rank Peak Level of cultivation.
Ten years later, if he were to participate again, he would surely have reached at least the Interdiate Stage of the Ninth Rank, and at that ti, it wouldn’t just be the top twenty that he could aim for, but possibly even the top five.
"Hmph, who knows what will happen in ten years? Right now, my son is already at the Ninth Rank, and who knows, maybe in ten years he’ll have stepped into the Tenth Rank. In cultivation, every second counts, and right now, my son is indeed stronger than yours," Crimson King sneered.
Having said that, he didn’t wait for King Lie to respond and walked into the dojo with Shao Yanlong.
Watching their departing figures, Situ Qianqian ground her teeth in frustration.
"Dad, they are too arrogant, they bully Brother for being young. If Brother were the sa age as that Shao Yanlong, he would definitely be much stronger," Situ Qianqian said discontentedly.
Situ Xingfeng’s face also showed unwillingness.
Seeing his son’s expression, Situ Lie smiled lightly and said, "Do you feel it’s unfair, that you have more talent than him yet have to endure such humiliation?"
"Yes, I just feel it’s not fair," Situ Xingfeng said firmly, clenching his fists.
Situ Lie chuckled and said, "Fair? If I were you, I would reflect on myself instead of being angry here. He was born a few years earlier than you, and that’s his advantage. On a real battlefield, no one is going to spare you because you’re younger. If you always fixate your gaze on your peers, you’ll never beco a strong cultivator. Ask Xu Ping’an what his goal is?"
Xu Ping’an was taken aback, not expecting Situ Lie to involve him in educating his son.
Seeing that Situ Xingfeng and Situ Qianqian were both looking at him, Xu Ping’an reluctantly said, "My goal is actually quite simple, to defeat all enemies. If my strength isn’t enough, then I’ll practice diligently. In fact, King Lie is right, your enemies won’t spare you simply because you are young."
"Did you hear that? It’s precisely because Xu Ping’an has such a goal that his strength has already surpassed all of his peers. A true genius doesn’t just surpass peers but all powerful cultivators, even an older generation like . You should also try to surpass them," Situ Lie said, looking at his son.
Upon hearing these words, Situ Xingfeng nodded solemnly, "Father, I understand. I will learn from Brother Xu."
Situ Lie nodded and said nothing more.
Xu Ping’an just gave a wry smile.
After all, he had awakened the mories of a past life, and in terms of ntality, he had never considered himself to be an ordinary young person.
For a normal young person to not compare themselves with their peers but to compare themselves with figures like King Lie was truly too difficult.
However, he did think that what Situ Lie said was right, your enemies will not forgo killing you just because you have practiced for a shorter period.
"Let’s go, let’s enter. Even if we can’t make it into the top twenty this ti, we must understand where we stand compared to others," Situ Lie said.
After speaking, he headed towards the interior of the dojo.
Situ Xingfeng nodded earnestly, his eyes also ignited with a fierce determination to fight.
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