Time ticks away, and the competition draws ever closer.

The numerous cultivators are increasingly nervous.

However, at this moment, there are still three people who haven’t made an appearance; the first, naturally, is Wang Ye, followed by Tang Xuan and Hui Xing.

"Damn, this Hui Xing is really putting on airs, it’s so late and he hasn’t come yet. Hui Xing, do you think you’re as important as the Sect Master, always appearing last?"

"Exactly, Tang Xuan’s Buddha Peak is nothing but a bunch of losers, why haven’t they shown up at the competition yet?"

No one dared to talk about Wang Ye, so everyone started criticizing Tang Xuan and his disciple.

Many eyes turned towards Buddha Peak.

After all, without these two special spectators, the competition seems to be missing something.

Buddha Peak!

At the center sits Tang Xuan, with Hui Xing sleeping with his head covered.

In the real world, Hui Xing is completely defeated, but in his dream, he is the ruler of the world.

Drool trickled down the corner of his mouth.

A charming smile appeared at the corner as well.

The scenery in his dream must be beautiful.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, looking at the dazzling sunlight outside the window and the floating goose feather snow. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"It’s so cold, Jiangnan is much better. I really don’t understand why the Sect Master built Tianyong Mountain on this lousy hill, I truly miss the days at Southern Mountain Temple."

A deep sense of envy emerged in Hui Xing’s eyes.

At Southern Mountain Temple, snow is never seen, it’s spring all year round, with flowers always covering the ground.

The layers of petals are like a red carpet, and the spring breeze is so refreshing.

But here?

In winter, there is flying snow, and in summer, it rains heavily, often with monsters appearing, like the Flood Dragon.

Life here is not happy at all.

"Tianyong Mountain, this wretched place, really isn’t for me!"

Thinking of yesterday’s defeat, Hui Xing became despondent, bitterness lingering at the corner of his mouth, he shook his head and sighed, then covered himself with the quilt, longing to enter his dream once more.

In the dream, there are beauties, status, and supreme martial prowess.

In the dream, he can slap all those who look down on him, and earn respect and admiration from countless people.

In the dream, he is the center of attention.

"Hui Xing, are you going to keep wallowing like this?"

Just as Hui Xing was feeling sleepy, a cold snort came through.

The door was then slammed open with a palm.

At the door stood Tang Xuan, furious, with one hand on his chest and the other angrily pointing at his hopeless disciple.

His eyes were wide open and his face looked gloomy.

No matter what, Tang Xuan had high hopes for Hui Xing.

After all, Hui Xing shares a complex bloodline connection.

Tang Xuan refused to believe his lineage was so worthless.

At least he is a Peak Master, Hui Xing, as his successor, should not be doing worse than him.

Hui Xing’s beautiful dream was startled awake, his upper body stood upright, while his lower body remained under the covers. With Tang Xuan’s words, he lost all drowsiness in his mind.

He looked at Tang Xuan, feeling ashamed inside.

But thinking about the strong abilities of disciples from other peaks, he couldn’t help but feel despair.

Currently, Li Mo from Lion Peak has a too powerful Chaos Chessboard Formation, and the White Snow Red Maple Sword from Ruthless Peak is terrifying too.

If not for seeing it himself, he wouldn’t believe such wondrous and formidable formations exist.

How do these people manage it?

He couldn’t understand it at all.

"I don’t wish to continue like this either, but Master, their powers are too strong, at least several levels above mine. I don’t know why they’ve become so formidable, half a year ago, my strength was on par with theirs, this damned time has widened the gap. Even if I get up, what will that change?"

Hui Xing shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, looking helpless.

At this moment, he truly felt that he was a complete waste on Tianyong Mountain, unable to keep pace with its rhythm.

Tang Xuan, seeing Hui Xing like this, coldly snorted.

"You have legs, hands, and a brain; your intelligence is no lower than theirs, why are you admitting defeat?"

Tang Xuan’s eyes were filled with anger, but he spoke a very motivating sentence.

Failure once is not frightening, what’s frightening is never standing up again after falling.

"Once an Elder said, as long as I don’t admit defeat, no one can beat me."

Tang Xuan couldn’t help recalling the words of that elder.

That mysterious elder had high cultivation, becoming a strong figure before reaching a thousand years old, his renown was known throughout the Blackwater Secret Realm.

But he also experienced countless failures, facing the disdainful looks, and ridicule, of many, he did not give up on himself.

Instead, he stood up once more.

Hui Xing, hearing Tang Xuan say this, felt ashamed of his recent despondence.

Right, he’s not much worse than others, how could he admit defeat just like this?

I must stand up.

I must accept this failure with grace.

Hui Xing uncovered the blanket, stood up from the bed, and his eyes no longer showed despair, instead, a look of determination appeared in them.

Tang Xuan, seeing Hui Xing’s appearance, felt delighted inside, but his expression remained indifferent.

Watching the current Hui Xing, he sensed his disciple had grown a lot.

"Let’s go, come with me to participate in the competition."

Seeing Hui Xing finished tidying up, Tang Xuan turned into a streak of golden light, heading straight for Heavenly God Plaza.

Hui Xing also took out a Prayer Bead, injecting spiritual energy into it, the Prayer Bead instantaneously turned into a building-sized Buddhist bead, then stepping onto it, he flew towards Heavenly God Plaza.

As they flew past the white clouds and over the mountains, in a blink, they landed in Heavenly God Plaza.

The numerous cultivators in Heavenly God Plaza saw this scene and turned to look at the two of them.

The two became the focus of the whole venue.

"Haha, does this loser have the nerve to come here and watch the match?"

"Hmph, this Hui Xing has completely humiliated our Buddha Peak, he shouldn’t have been chosen to compete, our Peak Master must be senile."

"Absolutely, now the strength of disciples from the other Six Peaks is growing rapidly, but the cultivators from our Buddha Peak haven’t improved much. I think Tang Xuan, as a Peak Master, is indeed old, he should just stay at home and not be a Peak Master."

"Exactly, I strongly suggest a re-election for the new Peak Master of Buddha Peak."

The comments came down like thick steel needles upon them, both felt tightness in their chests, a faint pain in the heart, muscles twitching slightly.

Hui Xing raised his head, his eyes clear and bright, looked at the crowd, muttering.

"This must be the treatment for a failure."

He then glanced at Tang Xuan, seeing the slight twitch of Tang Xuan’s mouth, yet his face still showed a faint smile.

This deepened his sense of guilt.

His failure didn’t matter much, but how much shame had this loss brought to his master.