After drawing lots, Chu Liang asked Liu Xiaoyu to return to Silver Sword Peak alone, while he waited outside for Jiang Yuebai. Jiang Yuebai wasn’t surprised to see him; they naturally turned and walked together for a while, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

After walking some distance, Jiang Yuebai finally asked, “Did you want to ask about your question?”

“Yes,” Chu Liang replied with a smile, “Is it convenient?”

“Of course, it’s convenient,” Jiang Yuebai nodded.

“Actually, I’ve wanted to ask this question for a long time, but I never dared to speak up. Today, taking advantage of the opportunity, I finally mustered the courage to ask,” Chu Liang said lightly.

Jiang Yuebai blinked, her gaze filled with a hint of confusion and an almost imperceptible nervousness.

“I want to ask Senior Sister Jiang… can you tell me your true cultivation level?” Chu Liang asked.

“Huh?” Jiang Yuebai was taken aback.

“I know you must be hiding something, even though the aura you’re showing now is already very strong,” Chu Liang scratched his head and smiled, “I really want to know how far your true cultivation has reached.”

When it comes to aura, others can only judge your cultivation level based on the part you release. Although you must release aura when using divine abilities, you can certainly conceal a portion of your true qi to hide your cultivation level.

“Actually, telling you doesn’t matter, as it will probably all be revealed tomorrow anyway,” Jiang Yuebai said with a light chuckle.

With that, she gently released her own aura.

Boom.

A powerful and cold aura surged forth.

The Fifth Realm!

“As I thought,” Chu Liang seemed to have confirmed his guess, “With Senior Sister Jiang’s exceptional talent, it’s impossible to be stuck in the Golden Elixir realm for too long.”

Just like he had also hidden much of his strength, in the previous competition, everyone had held back, and such trump cards could be unexpectedly played in the heat of battle.

Including Xu Ziyang.

Because Chu Liang’s opponent was not Jiang Yuebai, he dared to ask such a question. If they were to fight tomorrow, even with a truth bet, he wouldn’t take advantage of her like this.

As she said, it would all be revealed tomorrow, so Chu Liang casually asked.

Jiang Yuebai’s strength was actually within his expectations. As a Heavenly Immortal body favored by the heavens and earth, she naturally progressed rapidly. When they first met, she was already at the peak of the Golden Elixir realm. Now, Chu Liang’s cultivation level had improved significantly compared to back then, so naturally, Jiang Yuebai would have made progress as well.

“You must also be hiding something, right? With your previous rate of cultivation progress, it’s impossible for you to have stayed at the early stage of the Golden Elixir realm for so long,” Jiang Yuebai said with a smile as she retracted her aura.

“Yes, it definitely can’t be hidden tomorrow,” Chu Liang smiled, “My modest cultivation level, doing so is just to avoid losing too badly.”

“You don’t need to be modest with me, I’ve watched you grow along the way and know how formidable you are,” Jiang Yuebai looked at Chu Liang, her eyes sparkling like stars, “I believe you have the strength to fight anyone, and moreover…”

“Compared to Xu Ziyang, I actually hope to see you win more.”

She stood in the wind, her dress billowing, her voice gentle, and the moonlight cast a soft glow on her skin.

Chu Liang looked into her eyes seriously, their gazes meeting, and he asked, “Is it because you want to face a weaker opponent in the finals?”

“…” Jiang Yuebai was momentarily speechless.

“Just kidding,” Chu Liang then revealed a smile, “Thank you, Senior Sister Jiang, for your expectations. I also firmly believe that you will win tomorrow. Then, we’ll meet at the summit.”

“Mhm,” Jiang Yuebai nodded lightly, “See you at the summit.”

…

The mountain wind at the peak of Tongtian Peak was particularly strong today, but it was blocked by the vast crowd, their clothes fluttering and skirts flying.

Today was the semi-finals of the Shu Mountain Conference, and at this stage, the competition had become intense, with each match bound to be a spectacular battle.

“Finally, the semi-finals are upon us. Master Huang, how do you think today’s situation will unfold?” Sun Lao asked on the viewing platform.

“Alas,” Master Huang shook his head, “For the first match, although I fully support Jiang Yuebai, that disciple with the divine state seems to be hiding some secrets. If it’s true… then the outcome is really unpredictable, which is quite worrying.”

“As for the second match, there’s nothing much to say, Xu Ziyang’s overwhelming victory is without a doubt.”

“Oh?” Sun Lao knew that although he was often unreliable, his judgment was accurate, so he asked, “What secret does Ling Ao have?”

“If I’m not mistaken, there should be traces of dragon blood forging on his body.”

“Is it that legendary ancient secret method?” Sun Lao inquired further.

“Yes, in ancient times, the true dragon clan would use dragon blood to forge and reward their servants, greatly enhancing their physical bodies. Although his cultivation is only at the Third Realm, with the power of dragon blood forging, his body will reach a terrifying level,” Master Huang explained, “When the cultivation level is not high, the strength of the body is more direct, just like how martial artists are stronger at lower realms.”

“Indeed, there is a true dragon suppressing the fortunes on the solitary peak of Shu Mountain,” Sun Lao said, “It seems he must have had some fortuitous encounter. Sikong the elder has been fishing for dragons for a hundred years, and it seems to have benefited his disciple.”

“It’s very strange that Shu Mountain could attract a true dragon to reside there,” Master Huang frowned, “Who in the nine heavens and ten lands isn’t trying to fish for dragons? My Tianji Pavilion does the same, including Penglai’s upper sect, who have always wanted to get another one. Yet the true dragon didn’t choose those nine heavenly immortal gates with divine artifacts, but instead chose Shu Mountain, which lost its divine artifact and was declining. I wonder what the consideration was.”

“Shu Mountain was indeed declining, but looking at today’s Shu Mountain, it really has a bit of a thriving atmosphere,” Sun Lao’s gaze shifted towards another viewing platform, saying, “Wen Yuan Senior, his methods are not weak.”

“Among the Eighth Realm Tianyuan in the mortal world, although he is young, his strength can indeed be ranked in the forefront,” Master Huang nodded, “It’s just a pity that being born in Shu Mountain at this time has limited a lot of development, and he can only keep a low profile. If he had a divine artifact in his hand, his edge might be much sharper than it is now.”

“The fact that Shu Mountain can produce such a person already shows his formidable nature,” Sun Lao added.

Before long, the two fighters for the first match ascended the high platform.

Jiang Yuebai was still dressed in white, ethereal as an immortal.

As soon as she appeared, Master Huang immediately stopped chatting and began to cheer, “Jiang Yuebai must win! Jiang Yuebai must win!”

He was not the only one doing so; the majority of the spectators began to shout loudly, cheering for Jiang Yuebai.

Then, Ling Ao took the stage.

He was also dressed in black, his hair covering half of his eye, his expression cold.

Hearing the crowd shouting for Jiang Yuebai, he looked around, suddenly sneered, and raised his chin, placing a finger gently on his lips.

“How arrogant,” Sun Lao laughed upon seeing this.

Ling Ao’s gesture was clearly a provocation to the entire audience, sending a signal to all those supporting Jiang Yuebai.

Silence!

Good morning.

Sorry, I only slept for two hours due to insomnia the day before, and today I overslept…