I Have A Cultivation World

In such cases, there will be an excessive amount of yang energy in the body, if the spiritual realm is not high, there will often be a situation of intense emotional fluctuations.

That Xiahou Weihuan could suppress it for two or three days already proved his divine sense realm was high enough.

But these two chiefs, the most outstanding in the Pure Yang Academy for a century, did not know, that there was a shark hidden in the sea, waiting for his entry.

“Xiahou Weihuan has appeared.”

Above the square, Lin Yin couldn’t help feeling thrilled when he saw the image in the upper right corner of the big screen.

“Lucky me. I didn’t have to wait too long.”

Lan Haitian saw the image of Xiahou Weihuan beheading his opponent with a single sword and a relaxed and satisfied smile crept up his lips.

Then, he divided his divine sense into two and projected it into the Little Red Sky.

“They are all trash.”

Xiahou Weihuan was matched with a cultivator at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment. While it appeared that he had a good chance of winning, he still couldn’t block his sword.

If only he could be matched with that junior from the Dance Tool Daoist Academy!

Xiahou Weihuan, who was feeling even more upset, clicked the match button again after slaying his opponent.

Today, he decided to kill thirty.

And then, his third opponent of the day appeared before him.

The first thing that appeared was a blue and white long robe. There was an embroidery of a strange creature with a dragon head, a fish body, and wings on the robe.

“Flying Fish Python, it also has two horns. It is the Kunpeng Flying Fish Suit, don’t tell me it’s Taishi Shu again.”

As the opponent’s projected incarnation gradually solidified, a grin spread across Xiahou Weihuan’s face. Compared to the weaklings, he preferred killing stronger opponents head-on.

Although Taishi Shu was just at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, as the chief of Kunpeng Daoist Academy, her strength was so formidable that probably only he and Xingyu could say with certainty that they could win against her among the True Cultivators of Foundation Establishment who had graduated from the Pure Yang Academy.

That’s perfect. Another loss should help him vent much of the anger in his heart.

Xiahou Weihuan thought with his hands behind his back, waiting arrogantly for the appearance of Taishi Shu.

But soon he felt something was wrong.

Only those who projected into the Little Red Sky for the first time would be this slow.

Could it be that it’s not Taishi Shu, but some other True Cultivator of Foundation Establishment from the Kunpeng Daoist Academy?

Could it be they are sore losers and have called for reinforcements?

After this thought flashed through his mind, Xiahou Weihuan frowned slightly. But he was extremely confident in himself. Except for Lan Haitian, he was not afraid of any other graduated chiefs from Kunpeng Daoist Academy.

However, it was exactly what he feared that came.

When the incarnation of his opponent finally took shape, not only Xiahou Weihuan but everyone in the Immortal Sect who was watching him had their eyes wide-open.

What’s going on!

How come this guy is here!

Can’t the Kunpeng Daoist Academy bear to lose?

“I’ve heard of your reputation, saying that you are the most likely genius to become invincible within the realm of Foundation Establishment after me.”

Lan Haitian said with a gentle smile to Xiahou Weihuan.

“You have been invincible for sixty years and are about to reach Core Formation. If you lose to me, you might have a flaw in your Dao’s heart. Is it worth it?”

Xiahou Weihuan, being one of the most outstanding graduates of the Pure Yang Academy in the last century, was only fifty years old, and faced Lan Haitian, who was almost seen as a legendary undefeated myth in the Foundation Establishment realm, was still thinking of ways to break his opponent’s will.

“Not losing is the solution.”

Lan Haitian said nonchalantly, then raised his right hand.

Clang!

Seeing this, Xiahou Weihuan didn’t dare to neglect and immediately displayed his proudest Yuan Yang Sword Light.

…

After the Purple Fire Sword Light flashed past and mutually neutralized his opponent’s Yuan Yang Sword Qi, Chen Mobai blinked.

Upon launching the Divine Slash, Wen Renzijue, who was already exhausted, could no longer hang on. His head burst open, he collapsed on the ground and disappeared from the field.

One hundred and nineteen victories!

Chen Mobai looked at his record. He needs only one more round to surpass Yuan Yang’s ancestor and enjoy the longest winning streak in the Little Red Sky.

The feeling of personally breaking something is indescribably delightful.

Just as Chen Mobai decided to go for it and match again, he suddenly stopped.

His external physical body saw the push notifications on the phone.

[Peak confrontation, Foundation Establishment unbeatable legend VS First Foundation Establishment of the Pure Yang Academy]

[Shocking, Lan Haitian and Taishi Shu have such a relationship]

[Bursting with anger for the sake of a beauty, why did Lan Haitian not mind bullying the weak to stand up for Taishi Shu, please click the following link]

[Xiahou Weihuan is only one battle away from the throne of Foundation Establishment King, becoming the second Yuan Yang ancestor.]

If he didn’t know the ins and outs of Lan Haitian’s visit to the Crimson City Cave, Chen Mobai almost believed these eye-catching headlines just by looking at them.

However, this battle, there is no doubt, is extremely important.

So, he decided to wait.

Wait until Lan Haitian defeats Xiahou Weihuan, then seize the opportunity to go beyond the winning streak of Yuan Yang’s ancestor, deal a double blow to the Pure Yang Academy.

So, he exited the Little Red Sky and put his full attention on live streaming.

Meanwhile, Sima Xingyu, who had scrapped his cultivation level of Foundation Establishment 8 layer and dropped his realm to Foundation Establishment 6 layer, was waiting for Chen Mobai to rematch, his face turned red, waiting left and right, but to no avail.