NOVPUB"I was killing enemies on the battlefield at the age of eight, galloping through the frontlines, facing life and death countless times.
What is this injury now," Ji Yongning looked down at Wenren Li from a superior position and said.
"Compared to you academy-bred elites, I am the one who survived through blood and fire."
Wenren Li, gravely injured and weak, tried to say something to Ji Yongning, but ultimately, before he could speak, he passed out.
"This guy, his injuries are clearly more serious than elder brother’s, yet he can stand up unharmed," Wenren Su complained from the side.
"Actually, just in terms of combat strength, there’s not much difference between the two," Xu Zimei said with a smile on the side.
"It’s just that cousin Li, having grown up in the academy, has hardly experienced many real life-and-death battles.
When it comes to willpower, he falls far short of the other."
"Take Li down for treatment," Wenren Jingshi said with an unchanged expression as he instructed.
He then declared, "Since that’s the case, this match goes to Prince Ji."
Only upon hearing this verdict did Ji Yongning leave the stage contentedly.
In fact, he was at the end of his strength too, and now, as he descended from the platform, his movements were cautious and extremely slow.
Some below wanted to help him, but he waved them off.
As he stepped down from the stage, he still held his chest high and his head up, exuding a majestic air.
Ji Yunzhou smiled and nodded approvingly at him.
Standing next to him, the second prince, Ji Yongzhou, frowned slightly but quickly stepped forward.
Looking at the young generation of the Wenren Family, he called out loud, "Who dares to fight?"
The young generation of the Wenren Family looked at each other.
All of them had blazing flames of battle in their eyes, turning to Wenren Jingshi, requesting to spar.
"Tian Ming, you must win," Wenren Jingshi waved slightly and said.
Wenren Tianming nodded, said nothing, and directly stepped onto the high platform.
Ji Yongzhou also stepped onto the platform directly and thundered, "Let’s not waste time, how about we decide the outcome with one move?"
Wenren Tianming nodded slightly.
As the words of Ji Yongzhou fell, his aura surged from behind him.
A golden light shone brightly, and another ghost-like creature appeared.
But unlike the Evil Ghost of Ji Yongning, Ji Yongzhou’s ghost took on the visage of a benevolent spirit.
The expression of this benevolent spirit was akin to the Maitreya Buddha, laughing heartily.
Enveloped in golden Spiritual Energy, it wielded a golden cudgel in its hand.
At this moment, the cudgel radiated an extremely sharp aura as the benevolent spirit laughed eerily.
It looked rotund, wobbling as it walked, like a Weeble.
Now, this benevolent spirit, with cudgel in hand, was laughing as it lunged towards Wenren Tianming.
Its massive size caused the platform to shake with each step it took, emitting a "rumbling" noise.
Wenren Tianming remained calm, and a misty aura began to emanate from behind him.
The mist spread out, shrouding the entire high platform within it.
With a wave of Wenren Tianming’s right hand, the misty aura started to condense.
In just an instant, it coalesced into an identical benevolent spirit.
Seeing this, Ji Yongzhou on the opposite side frowned slightly.
He directed his own benevolent spirit to throw a punch.
With a "boom," both benevolent spirits were sent flying out at the same time, evenly matched.
"What’s going on?" Ji Yongzhou asked gravely.
"How do you have my True Fate?"
Wenren Tianming didn’t respond but waved his right hand again, and alongside the benevolent spirit, another Evil Ghost appeared.
An Evil Ghost identical to the True Fate of Ji Yongning just now.
"It’s Manifestation," Xu Zimei said from below the stage, clearly intrigued.
Witnessing this scene, he understood why his maternal grandfather was so intent on cultivating Wenren Tianming, a member from a collateral branch of the family.
Manifestation is an incredibly powerful ability.
This ability cannot be simply chosen as one’s True Fate.
It is said that among the Ten Great Forbidden Lands of the Yuan Central Continent, there is a Forbidden Land called the City of Illusions.
It is a city floating in the sky, reputed to be a relic left over from the ancient Mythical Era.
The city floats in the sky all year round, its location ever-shifting.
It is believed that any creature that enters the city will acquire a mysterious power,
which can turn all of one’s imagination into reality.
However, the condition of having this ability is that one must remain in the City of Illusions for life.
Ultimately, no matter how advanced your cultivation is, you will die of old age there like any ordinary person.
Of course, there is always a glimmer of hope in all things.
Those who enter the City of Illusions must undergo a trial, and those who pass naturally do not need to stay there forever.
Conversely, the City of Illusions will grant those who pass the trial a Manifestation Crystal.
This may sound easy, but since the existence of the City of Illusions, very few are heard to have come out from within.
Ninety-nine percent of the people are bound to die within it for life.
Xu Zimei speculated that Wenren Tianming must have been to the City of Illusions and returned safely, possessing the True Fate ability of Manifestation.
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At this moment, the battle in the arena was in full swing.
Prince Ji Yongzhou’s Good Ghost was beaten without any resistance.
Wenren Tianming was seen commanding his Manifested Evil Ghost and the Good Ghost,
trapping the opponent’s True Fate between them, as the halberd and the hammer swung forcefully.
It wasn’t long before a scream was heard from Prince Ji Yongzhou, and his True Fate was directly shattered.
He fell beneath the stage, motionless.
Wenren Tianming looked at Prince Ji Yongzhou indifferently, waved his hands, and both ghostly figures disappeared without trace.
He then walked off the high platform nonchalantly.
Prince Ji Yongning stepped up, helping Prince Ji Yongzhou down.
Before stepping off the stage, he took a deep look at Wenren Tianming.
Wenren Tianming was usually unassuming, and the Imperial Dynasty knew little about him.
He had always stayed by the side of Wenren Jingshi, rarely making public appearances or having too many legendary deeds to his name.
But today’s friendly competition had put him on the Imperial Dynasty’s list for intense scrutiny.
At this moment, Prince Ji Yongzhou appeared pale due to the damage to his True Fate.
He looked at Prince Ji Yunzhou with some shame and bowed his head slightly.
"Winning and losing are common matters; your loss is not unjust," Prince Ji Yunzhou said calmly.
"To be able to come out from one of the Ten Great Forbidden Lands, the City of Illusions, that young man is certainly extraordinary!
And yet, our Imperial Dynasty’s intelligence knows nothing about it; such a deep concealment!"
"Father, let me take the next battle," the only remaining prince by the side stood up and requested.
"Go ahead. I do not place importance on the outcome of a sparring match, but it’s best if you can win," Prince Ji Yunzhou nodded and said.
The last prince nodded.
Unlike the attire of the other two princes, this last prince was dressed in a pale yellow robe.
The robe was embroidered with several six-clawed python snakes.
With fair skin and a straight nose, he truly had a handsome face.
At this moment, when this prince stepped onto the stage, the crowd below quieted down.
"This must be the Seventh Prince," someone in the crowd whispered softly.
