"When did my doorstep become so lively?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Qian Renxue and Feng Xiaotian immediately looked up. They saw a massive ice-blue bird-like figure circling above their heads.
The next moment, Shui Wuhen leapt down from the sky and landed in front of them. The enormous ice bird also slowly shrank and landed on Shui Wuhen's shoulder.
Immediately after, Shui Wuhen glanced at Feng Xiaotian, then at Qian Renxue, and said calmly: "Feng Xiaotian, Qian Renxue, what are you two doing gathered at my doorstep?"
"What?"
Hearing Shui Wuhen's words, Qian Renxue felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her disguise instantly faded, revealing her peerless beauty.
Then, Qian Renxue frowned and asked: "You were listening just now?"
Shui Wuhen must have been listening earlier, otherwise how could he see through her disguise so easily? Was her disguise meaningless then?
"No, I just arrived."
Shui Wuhen shook his head and casually explained: "Your scent is very unique. Such extreme fire and light attributes—there are probably only a few people like you in the entire world."
In truth, it was mainly because Shui Wuhen's spiritual power was now strong enough. Otherwise, a disguise close to a 100,000-year spirit bone level would not be so easily seen through.
Then, Shui Wuhen glanced at Feng Xiaotian again: "So, what exactly do you want? Don't tell me you just came here for a visit. My courtyard is very remote—it's not easy to find without some effort."
"I originally came to challenge you, but now it seems I need to change my target."
Feng Xiaotian's pupils flickered with faint cyan light. Although his expression remained calm, his heart was already in turmoil.
"Ninety spirit rings… how can it be ninety? How does Shui Wuhen cultivate? His spirit power level is actually higher than mine?"
Feng Xiaotian was deeply shocked. You must know, he had passed the first three trials of the Wind God and had repeatedly walked the line between life and death, only then reaching his current level of 82.
He originally thought his cultivation speed was unmatched, but he never expected Shui Wuhen's improvement to surpass him.
But after the brief shock, an uncontrollable excitement surged in Feng Xiaotian's heart.
Great, this is truly great!
He had originally regretted losing such an opponent like Shui Wuhen, but unexpectedly Shui Wuhen also obtained an opportunity comparable to his own. Not only did he catch up, he even surpassed him.
Feng Xiaotian had never doubted Shui Wuhen's talent, which was why when he saw the content of the Wind God trial's fourth test, he first thought of Shui Wuhen.
But he also clearly understood that the Wind God trials were an extremely heaven-defying opportunity of some kind. If Shui Wuhen did not have an equally heaven-defying opportunity, he would still need a long time to grow—and by then, Feng Xiaotian might already be dead, or already become a god!
But now, the situation he had imagined would not happen.
Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian suddenly burst into laughter: "There truly are countless outstanding geniuses in this world!"
Hearing Feng Xiaotian's sudden laughter and inexplicable words, a question mark seemed to appear above Shui Wuhen's head. Was Feng Xiaotian stupid?
At this moment, Qian Renxue finally spoke. She looked at Shui Wuhen seriously and said: "Shui Wuhen, dare to fight me again?"
Hearing their responses, Shui Wuhen finally understood the situation. So both of them had come to challenge him.
However, the final outcome was destined to disappoint them. He was simply too strong now!
Shui Wuhen stroked his chin: "I can, but who goes first? Or… you can come together."
With his current strength, Shui Wuhen did not fear a joint attack. After all, this was not the Slaughter City, where spirit skills were not sealed—he could use his True Body of Martial Soul.
He even felt that he did not need Articuno to take action; he alone could easily handle both of them.
"Of course I go first! No need for joint attack!"
Qian Renxue blurted out instinctively. Asking her to cooperate with Feng Xiaotian? What a joke.
A mere Spirit Emperor would only hold her back, and her pride would not allow her to team up with anyone.
Unlike Qian Renxue's refusal, Feng Xiaotian's eyes flickered as he considered Shui Wuhen's suggestion.
Qian Renxue was one level higher than him and possessed the divine Six-Winged Angel martial soul. If they truly joined forces, they might have a chance of defeating Shui Wuhen.
After all, unlike Qian Renxue, he still had the Wind God mission to complete. Under the threat of death, he could not act recklessly.
"However…"
Feng Xiaotian glanced at Qian Renxue and directly dismissed the idea of cooperation in his heart.
No matter how he looked at it, Qian Renxue did not seem like someone who would cooperate with him. Rather than imagining them teaming up against Shui Wuhen, he might as well focus on training his wind power.
At least that would increase his strength faster.
"Alright!"
After hearing Qian Renxue's words, Shui Wuhen nodded slightly. Ice wings condensed behind him as he said: "Let's go outside to fight. We might injure others in the city."
With that, he flapped his wings and flew toward the sky, heading out of the city.
Qian Renxue did not hesitate at all and instantly turned into a golden beam of light, following him.
"These two…"
Feng Xiaotian sighed helplessly. He was also curious about Shui Wuhen's current strength—who was stronger now? So he quickly followed as well.
Soon, the three of them arrived dozens of miles outside Tianshui City in a primitive forest. Behind them lay Shui Wuhen's original cultivation place—Tianxue Peak.
"This place is spacious and uninhabited. It is suitable as our battleground."
Shui Wuhen looked around and nodded slightly.
But Qian Renxue clearly did not care about any of that. The moment Shui Wuhen stopped, she could no longer restrain herself, and her aura erupted without reservation.
In an instant, eight spirit rings appeared around Qian Renxue. The first seven were yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—the optimal spirit ring configuration. The final ring, however, was especially dazzling, a color many Title Douluo had never even obtained: a 100,000-year spirit ring.
The blood-red glow reflected on Qian Renxue's face, adding even more confidence to her heart.
Ordinary Title Douluo did not even have a single 100,000-year spirit ring, yet she, at only the Spirit Douluo level, already possessed one. Combined with her divine Six-Winged Angel martial soul, what could Shui Wuhen possibly use to win?