"Bang!"
Gu Feng was blasted to the ground, his divine artifact and his person sent flying together. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Ming Zhitian quickly withdrew his palm and appeared beside Gu Feng, as if a close friend, asking, "How are you?"
Gu Feng shook his head and got up. "Junior Brother Ming is indeed formidable. Gu Feng admits defeat."
Ming Zhitian said casually, "But I only used thirty percent of the power of the Peach Blossom Divine Palm."
The Seven Profound Star Dust Son, Xuan Lord, immediately stood up from his seat! "You scoundrel! Are you trying to say my Seven Profound sect has no one?!"
This immediately stirred up dissatisfaction among the disciples of the Seven Profound sect! ...
"Silence, silence!" the person in charge said displeasedly. "I declare that Ming Zhitian, the direct disciple of the Six Profound sect, is the victor! There shall be no arguments."
Looking at Ming Zhitian, Yin Dongmei whispered, "I suddenly want to get married."
Ren Qiuyue saw this and said, "You're being vain."
Next were Ren Qiuyue against Luo Hua Jiu, and Yin Dongmei against Wu Shuangting. One won, one lost.
In the top ten seats, Ming Zhitian firmly held the first position. But even though victory was in his grasp, he had the right to challenge and deliberately challenged the second and third place contenders...
"Ming Zhitian, you!..."
He attempted to find the person who had captured the Star Empress. He believed it was one of the Eight Profound Lords. Ming Zhitian was convinced, but the results were not obvious. After defeating them, the Eight Profound Lords, apart from annoyance, showed no further expression.
Ming Zhitian wanted to challenge the lowest-ranked contenders again, but Ren Qiuyue stopped him. "Junior Brother, that's enough. Leave some face for the other profound sects, so we can meet again in the future."
Only then did Ming Zhitian desist.
Yun Shu was quite pleased. "I didn't expect his talent to be tens of times greater than mine. He has cultivated the Peach Blossom Divine Palm to its peak in such a short time. His future is limitless."
Clad in white dragon robes and with eyes like phoenixes and lotus pearls, exuding an emperor's aura, he slowly descended before Ming Zhitian. It was Dong Qianxunyang, the sect leader of the Heavenly Profound sect.
Ming Zhitian felt as if he were being condescended to by a deity, looked down upon from above, unreachable. "This... what cultivation level is this in the Heavenly God Realm?..."
Everyone's attention instantly shifted from the top ten seats. All eyes turned towards them.
Dong Qianxunyang spoke gracefully, "You are Ming Zhitian, the direct disciple of the Six Profound sect, one of the Six Profound Gods?"
Ming Zhitian nodded, his voice catching slightly. "Yes."
Ming Xuanshuang reprimanded, "You scoundrel! How dare you not kneel before the sect leader?"
Ming Zhitian cupped his hands in salute. "Disciple Ming Zhitian greets the sect leader."
"You!" Seeing that he did not obey, Ming Xuanshuang wanted to say more.
Dong Qianxunyang waved his hand. "I am speaking with him. You step aside."
Ming Xuanshuang immediately dared not say another word. Dong Qianxunyang looked at Ming Zhitian and nodded with satisfaction. "Indeed, a very suitable prospect, especially those mysterious eyes of yours..."
Ming Zhitian felt as if he were being scrutinized and understood to his core. He thought to himself, "Could this fellow be coveting my body and eyes, wanting to possess me or something?"
Dong Qianxunyang said, "Ming Zhitian, I am still short of a personal disciple. You are a rare talent. I intend to cultivate you as my successor. What do you say?"
The sect leader threw out such a tempting offer, and all the disciples envied Ming Zhitian immensely! If it were them, they would have been overjoyed a thousand times over!
However, Ming Zhitian shook his head, glancing at Yun Shu. "Apologies, Sect Leader. I have already apprenticed under Xuan Lord Yun Shu of the Six Profound sect."
Dong Qianxunyang said, "What of it? As long as I speak with her in person, she will absolutely not refuse me."
Expecting Ming Zhitian to accept, he instead shook his head again. "Thank you for your kind offer, Sect Leader. I, Ming Zhitian, will not abandon my former master to serve a new one. This is not my intention."
Dong Qianxunyang's expression immediately changed, and he flicked his sleeve as he left. "Hmph, you ungrateful wretch!"