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"It's good that you can think like this …"

After saying that, Shen Yongjie slowly rose up and patted Gan Xiucheng's shoulder. He sighed heavily as he stood up and left.

The reason why Shen Yong Jie waited for everyone to leave and stayed behind to tell Gan Xiu Cheng all this was because when Shen Yong Jie saw that everyone had turned towards Chen Yu alone. On the other hand, there were very few people who were interested in Gan Xiu Cheng, who was afraid that Gan Xiu Cheng would be jealous and go astray.

It was only after seeing Gan Xiucheng's calm expression that he was finally able to relax.

Looking at the slightly hunched figure of Shen Yongjie as he walked away, Gan Xiucheng clenched his fists tightly.

When he saw the treatment given to Chen Yu by the stars and the moon, he did not feel any jealousy at all.

However, under his jealousy, he could clearly see the difference between the two of them. Moreover, he was even more determined that it was not easy for him to cultivate martial arts.

Gan Xiu Cheng had already experienced such ups and downs at such a young age, so he was confident that his future achievements would not be too low.

The last person to walk out of the Elder's Palace was Gan Xiucheng. He raised his head and looked at the horizon. After identifying where he had been cultivating for the last time, his face turned to one of determination.

An Yun Mountain elder's residence.

Wisps of green smoke lingered around the simple and unadorned room, and two figures could be vaguely seen sitting around the round ancient wooden table, talking to each other.

"Little guy, did you really manage to push Xu Shengjie back with just one palm?!"

Chen Yu raised his head and looked at the elder's burning gaze. He lifted his teacup with some embarrassment and took a small sip. After he slowly put the teacup back on the table, he lightly nodded.

"Great!" "Awesome …"

Elder An leaned back in his rattan chair contentedly after he finished speaking. His complacent expression was clear as he spoke.

Under Elder An's pressure, the aged rattan chair swayed back and forth, and squeaking sounds could be heard.

The wrinkles that covered his face were like the bark of a dead tree.

It was rare for him to catch a glimpse of clarity in his cloudy eyes. Looking at Elder An's expression, it seemed as if he had sunk into the reminiscence of the past.

Chen Yu rested his hands on his knees and silently sat opposite of Elder An.

The two remained silent for a long while before Elder An said with a slightly hoarse voice:

"Whether or not the fate of the continent can be changed will most likely depend on this Holy Assembly of Martial Arts …"

When Chen Yu, who was sitting opposite to Elder An heard the word "fate", he couldn't help but be filled with suspicion.

No matter what, this Holy Assembly was connected to the fate of the continent.

With doubts in his heart, Chen Yu raised his head and asked Elder An who he could not understand.

"Fate...?"

Elder An, who was sitting on the rattan chair, was in no hurry to explain. He closed his eyes and tapped the armrest of the rattan chair with his skinny fingers from time to time.

"This session of the Martial Arts Competition is not an exaggeration to say. It can be said to be the grandest and grandest event that I have ever witnessed in my life."

Listening to Elder An speaking slowly without the slightest bit of incomprehension towards him, Chen Yu quietly waited for the next part.

"And the most precious thing in the tournament is no different from the inheritance of a God …"

As the sky darkened, a bright moon leapt onto the branches.

In the tranquil pavilion, the elderly and the young, who were sitting around a round table, had already chatted for quite some time.

Even the strong tea on the table was completely devoid of steam.

In this half a day's time, Chen Yu had also obtained a lot of information about the Martial Arts Tournament from the Elder An Yunshan.

One of the reasons why this World Holy Assembly was so extraordinary was because it had accumulated thousands of years of martial arts luck.

And as for the fate of the continent that Elder An had just mentioned, it was only when a hundred martial arts Saint sons were born, would the fate of the continent be reversed.

It was only now that the era would begin a new chapter under the leadership of the one hundred Martial Saint.

From Elder An's words, Chen Yu also felt a great deal of pressure, and the responsibility that he shouldered also inexplicably increased by a few degrees.

Even though this Martial Arts Competition was extraordinary, the number of people who came from all over the continent to participate in it was simply too numerous, far surpassing the past dozens of years.

When Chen Yu felt a bit of pressure, his heart was filled with anticipation.

From beginning to end, Chen Yu's goal had never been a small preliminary battle.

To him, it was a person with strength worthy of being called an opponent. Perhaps they would only meet during the Martial Arts Tournament with countless geniuses.

And after such a long and drawn-out conversation with Elder An, Chen Yu's heart had become even more determined.

Chen Yu lowered his head, waiting for Elder An to continue speaking.

A snoring sound entered Chen Yu's ears.

He looked up with some confusion and saw that Elder An Yun Shan had already fallen asleep on the rattan chair.

He looked out the window at the night.

Chen Yu knew that it was getting late, so he took out a blanket and covered Elder An with it. He then got up and went upstairs, and went to the guest room he stayed in the last time.

Seeing the familiar furniture in the room, Chen Yu raised his hand and lightly touched it on the table.

He discovered that the room was still spotlessly clean even after he had been gone for so long. He could not help but feel warm in his heart.

Remembering the little old man who loved and hated him so much that he fell asleep downstairs, a smile appeared on Chen Yu's face.

After gently washing himself, he went to sleep early.

In the following days while they were waiting for the teleportation gate to open, as long as Chen Yu showed his face in the Royal Sky Sect, he would definitely not be able to escape the consequences of being pulled over for a chat by the other elders.

Every time Chen Yu went out to take a breath of fresh air and return to the elder's pavilion, he would basically return with a full load.

Every time he returned, he would be completely stuffed. If he bumped into Elder An, Chen Yu's ears would not be able to hear anything.

In the past few days, Elder An had gradually gotten used to it. He was no longer as angry as he was at the start.

After thinking about it, Chen Yu decided to take advantage of the things they gave him in the end. Thus, he turned a blind eye to it and turned a blind eye to it.

Half a month passed by in the blink of an eye.

Soon, it was time for Chen Yu to depart for the Absolute Monarch Sanctuary.

Chen Yu, who was sitting in front of the round table in Elder An's pavilion, looked at the dazzling array of rare items in front of him.

"Scarlet Feather Poison Blood; Great Void Ghost Rock; Arhat Leaf; Purple Heart Ice Soul Pill …"

Chen Yu read out the various heavenly and earthly treasures that were placed on the table, as if he was counting all kinds of treasures.1

With so many treasures piled up in front of him, Chen Yu started to suspect if all the elders had emptied the treasury of the Royal Sky Sect.

Although he had the Misty Palace, he still looked down on the martial skills and immortal techniques that the other elders had given him.

But amongst the materials piled densely in front of him, Chen Yu even found two types of ingredients that could be used to level up Heartdevil Sword.

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