Hui Xing gazed at the victor on the stage, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

It’s said that the disciples of Buddha Peak start their training at four in the morning, whereas our Buddha Peak disciples don’t begin until one in the afternoon, and then stay up until two in the wee hours of the morning to sleep.

In terms of training length, there’s not much difference.

It’s merely the difference in time slots, could early morning training encounter mysterious forces?

Hui Xing was somewhat curious, could the legend actually be true?

Rumor has it that the air is filled with True Yang Qi at four in the morning, and absorbing this True Yang Spiritual Qi can greatly enhance one’s cultivation speed.

While training in the afternoon and at night is far less efficient.

"Starting today, I’ll go to bed early and rise early."

Hui Xing was excited; if he could cultivate to be as powerful as Li Mo, he would endure any hardship willingly.

Xia Yurou’s expression froze at this sight; many disciples of our Saintess Peak entered the forbidden grounds, endured so many hardships, and even sacrificed the lives of many disciples.

Yet today they unexpectedly lost to Buddha Peak.

"Could it be that the saying ’placing oneself in a desperate situation leads to life’ is wrong?"

Her pupils contracted sharply, filled with the unrewarding sacrifice of those cultivators who perished in the forbidden lands.

Seeing this, Carefree Master also stood stiff, like a straight wooden stick.

Now that Buddha Peak has won, with Li Mo taking first place, the Sect Master will definitely establish plans for diligent cultivation.

From now on, every disciple of Tianyong Mountain will be up to train at four in the morning, hitting the hay by ten at night.

Realizing this saddened him deeply, as those leisurely and carefree times are about to vanish completely.

In the past, he could sleep until late afternoon, eat just one meal a day, then head to the foot of Tianyong Mountain at night to drink, getting so drunk that he wouldn’t wake—such a life was beyond blissful.

Li Changchun observed all this with a self-deprecating cold smile; despite having refined countless pills in a gourd bottle, his progress was no match to those prompted by mere diligence.

In just this half-year, Li Changchun spent over half a million White Crystal Cold Jade for Spirit Grass purchase, yet Lion Peak, almost without expenditure, simply devised a training plan, defeating our Evergreen Peak; this truly is a failure.

Yin Yang Yan noticed, at times frowning, at times joyous, and then finally burst into laughter.

The riddles in his heart suddenly cleared.

No wonder Li Mo could enhance his cultivation so rapidly; it turns out he conformed to the Heavenly Dao.

Throughout history, there were always people termed as those who attained enlightenment, and all these cultivators of Lion Peak align with the Heavenly Dao, all becoming enlightened ones, no wonder Zhao Yiran was no match for Li Mo.

Ancient sayings echo, a day resembles four seasons: Three in the morning is like rainwater, four is awakening. Five marks the start of spring, as morning yang stirs, making it prime for cultivation.

And many disciples of Lion Peak align with this pattern.

Rustling sounds~

Countless cultivators stood up to cheer for Li Mo.

In this moment, it seemed less like Li Mo won the competition, and more like the majority present harbored the victory.

Li Dao stood on the stage, reminiscing half a year of diligent cultivation, couldn’t help wanting to converse with his self from half a year ago.

"Fortunately, half a year of diligence earned this grand victory."

His gaze turned towards the podium, looking at the Spirited Jade, towering like mountains, his eyes glimmering with a spectacular sheen.

He couldn’t help but yearn to kiss those White Crystal Cold Jade.

These are all mine now.

Yan Yan Guo also rose from the ground at this moment, eyeing that pile of White Crystal Cold Jade with a dim gaze.

He now resembled a dog that tucked its tail after defeat.

He saw everyone looking towards Li Mo, whereas he was left unnoticed, like a drab ugly duckling.

"The world is like this, the first takes all, while the second gets nothing."

It’s just that Li Mo is too strong; achieving first place is exceedingly hard, he hunched his shoulders, his face clad in a deep sense of defeat.

Wang Ye had just watched their match, and his usually icy demeanor wore a rare cheerful expression.

Both cultivators didn’t let him down.

They only managed to break through after arduous effort and diligence, thoroughly deserving of great rewards.

Of course, without those cultivation plans, their success would have been unlikely.

Therefore, not only should these victors receive rewards, but their Peak Masters too ought to be generously rewarded.

Wang Ye slowly rose.

Seeing this, the crowd quieted down; only then did Wang Ye smile and speak.

"The competition has ended, and the winner decided. From now on, Li Mo shall take the position of Buddha Peak’s Peak Master as we proceed with the award ceremony."

Upon saying this.

The entire Heavenly God Plaza suddenly dimmed.

A massive spiritual energy canopy enclosed the entire firmament.

A bright light appeared over the podium.

An octagonal podium radiating white light came into view, and even in the darkness, the White Crystal Cold Jade shone brightly.

No one noticed a solitary figure slipping away.

The person was Yan Yan Guo, uninterested in claiming second place.

At the moment, his only obsession was to seize first place. Not even the White Crystal Cold Jade moved him.

As for claiming those White Crystal Cold Jade, those matters were left to Xia Yurou.

Naturally, Xia Yurou noticed Yan Yan Guo leaving Heavenly God Plaza with a grim expression, but she didn’t chase after him; she understood his current feelings.

Letting him have some time alone was good too.

At this moment, a graceful woman dressed in a red robe appeared on the stage.

Her figure was superb, with a slender waist and a peach blossom face, her phoenix eyes like autumn water, exuding boundless tenderness and warmth.

Yet, her exquisitely frosty countenance revealed she would only show gentleness to select few.

Anyone catching sight of her couldn’t bear to shift their gaze, and numerous cultivators witnessing this scene couldn’t help swallowing.

"Isn’t this Meisha, she’s the descendant of the Purple Gold Celestial Python, now ruling the desert region, known as the Empress."

"Such immense background, I’m trembling in fear; rumor says she’s ruthless, countless who coveted her beauty had their eyes gouged and legs severed by her."

"It was told someone once spied on her hair washing. Consequently, she hunted them for three days and nights, ultimately ending their life with one strike."

"Moreover, her strength is formidable, instilling fear among the desert regions’ powerhouses. Who would have expected such a mighty woman to appear at the award ceremony?"

"The Sect Master is impressive, being able to invite such a formidable person to present awards."

The numerous cultivators were greatly excited.

They sensed the immense benefits brought about by Tianyong Mountain becoming stronger.

Standing on the octagonal podium, Meisha gazed affectionately at Wang Ye, then addressed the many cultivators.

"This time, I’ll have the honor of presenting awards to the three exceptional figures; it’s truly my privilege to award the three prodigies at Tianyong Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, the entire audience erupted in cheers.