Protect Our Clan Leader

Continuing the fight would only result in being worn out.

The disciples of Changchun Valley are best known for their enduring fighting style, once given an opportunity, they can wear you down to the end of time.

Fighting further would be meaningless.

Jiang Yunhao reluctantly stepped down, clearly unhappy. He sheathed his sword and said with a face full of shame, “I admit defeat. My senior brother is truly impressive.”

As he conceded, he couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart.

Indeed, the Purple Abode Academic Palace was full of hidden talents, incomparable to his small Guard City.

“You’re too kind,” Wang Shouzhe responded with a grin, “I’m merely a few years older than Brother Yun Hao. When you reach my age, you may not be inferior to me.”

He was a mature adult.

He came to the Academic Palace to expand his network, not to make more enemies, so he naturally had to save face for others.

Indeed, upon hearing his words, Jiang Yunhao’s expression eased significantly. His admiration for Wang Shouzhe increased greatly.

Consequently, Jiang Yunhao also put away his pride, and willingly admitted, “Senior Brother Shouzhe is magnanimous! If I have the chance in the future, I will learn more from you.”

With that, he willingly jumped off the stage.

An event that initially seemed to breed hostility was easily turned around by Wang Shouzhe, who also planted the seeds for a future friendship.

This junior is not simple.

Fang Youan praised him inwardly, but on the surface, he still wore a smile. He loudly announced, “Junior Brother Shouzhe is extraordinary. Does any other excellent disciple from the Mysterious Ice Palace wish to spar?”

A few excellent disciples in their thirties and forties immediately volunteered, “I’ll go,” “Let me spar.”

This was the fighting spirit of the disciples of the Mysterious Ice Palace.

Even though Wang Shouzhe was extremely strong, they were not fearful. On the contrary, it roused their competitive spirit.

“Everyone!” Ji Mingyu called out, “I see that Brother Shouzhe is powerful and has the potential of a Sky Pride. I can’t help but challenge him. Would the rest of you brothers grant me this opportunity?”

Upon hearing that Ji Mingyu wanted to fight, those disciples who had just clamored to participate quickly stepped aside.

With Ji Mingyu taking action, Wang Shouzhe was bound to lose!

“Ji Mingyu.”

Seeing him step forward, Wang Shouzhe murmured to himself.

Although he had expected this scene, he secretly made a gesture toward the sky.

Master Changchun understood and immediately employed his formidable spiritual sense to envelop them both, asking, “Boy, what’s up now?”

“I’ve heard of this Ji Mingyu,” Wang Shouzhe frowned, revealing a troubled expression, “His power is no ordinary matter, I fear I am not his opponent.”

“Boy, how can you falter at such a critical moment? At least fight a just battle before you withdraw,”

Master Changchun was having a good time, but hearing that Wang Shouzhe wanted to withdraw, he felt somewhat uncomfortable. Although he also knew that Ji Mingyu was indeed powerful, and Shouzhe was likely no match for him.

“Master, I can’t help it,” Wang Shouzhe sighed “helplessly”, “I heard that he possesses a superior middle-grade Mysterious Ice Bloodline. He is also twenty years older than me, and his cultivation is nearly the mid-stage of the Spirit Platform Realm. If I don’t fight desperately, the odds of victory are slim.”

“What?” Master Changchun, as well as Master Binglan who was eavesdropping, were taken aback.

Did this boy just suggest that he could potentially win if he fought desperately?

Master Binglan was the first to laugh out of rage, his voice echoed in the small space created by Master Changchun’s Spiritual Sense, “You cheeky boy, are you bragging too much? Are you saying my disciple Ji Mingyu is a nobody that can be easily beat?”

“Well… Master Binglan,” in a hushed voice, Wang Shouzhe explained, “what I meant was, I might stand a chance if I fight desperately.”

Isn’t that the same thing?

Master Binglan was a bit irritated and snorted coldly.

“Good, good, good,” Master Changchun said in delight, “Boy, let’s win this fight decisively and give Master Binglan something to watch.”

“No, the price to pay is too big,” Wang Shouzhe shook his head.

“Price, you say? Alright then, I will compensate you for it,” Master Changchun declared boldly, “As long as you win, I will give you five leaves from the Longevity Tree.”

These leaves of the Longevity Tree are precious items. Even a single leaf has a significant effect during a fight. If given to a severely injured person, it can speed up their recovery.

This is a treasure that money can’t buy.

Hearing this, Master Binglan’s eyebrows twitched. He thought, Old Changchun, to beat me you’re willing to pay a hefty price.

However, Wang Shouzhe shook his head again, “I don’t need the leaves from the Longevity Tree, and I’m also good at healing. Those leaves would be of little use to me.”

“Then what do you want? As long as I can afford it, no problem.” Master Changchun appeared desperate.

“Since you are sincere, Master,” Wang Shouzhe finally said contentedly, “Give me a Longevity Fruit. I will give you a satisfactory result in this battle.”

“Longevity Fruit!” exclaimed Master Changchun. “You, you… How did you know I have a Longevity Fruit? Did that girl Green Fern tell you?”

“Master, I was just casually asking. Who would have thought you’d actually have one?” replied Wang Shouzhe nonchalantly, “To win this battle, I have to pay quite a price. I will need the compensation of the Longevity Fruit.”