Finally, when the three judges announced their scores for the third functional array, a dead silence fell over the base of Feixian Peak.
He won.
Qiu Yuanqing had won by an indisputable margin.
He lost.
Pei Guangming, Ancestor Pei, the one who carried the hopes of the ordinary disciples, had suffered a crushing defeat. He was utterly powerless to fight back.
After a long moment, Pei Guangming's elegant beard trembled. He calmly cupped his hands in a salute toward Du Youqian. "Nephew Qiu, congratulations."
"Thank you." Du Youqian actually wanted to chat a bit with Pei Guangming.
This man had admirable skills, whether in Alchemy, Artifact Refining, the Array Dao, or Talismans.
'The stones of other mountains can be used to polish one's own jade.'
In Cultivation, reinventing the wheel in isolation was the greatest taboo.
