Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 110 - Just Who Was It?



Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

This day, the five peaks quaked as countless of trial disciples rushed towards Array Peak.

Not just that, more than half of Ethereal Peak’s inner sect disciples rushed over because of the news as well.

Logically speaking, the birth of a new record on the Ten Formations Stele shouldn’t have created such a stir. However, it was said that the record was downright broken!

There were only 10 levels to the Ten Formations Pagoda and the challenger had cleared them all!

Before long, many sect disciples gathered before the Ten Formations Pagoda and in the skies, many were still continuously streaming in on their flying swords.

Spirit Peak’s Feng Haoyu, Leng Rou and little fatty were among them.

Xue Yi and the others from Weapon Peak came over too.

His mind made up, little fatty summoned his flying sword and sped towards Weapon Peak.

In the distant skies, five Golden Cores stood among the clouds, watching the rare spectacle on Array Peak.

They were the five peak masters.

“Just who is the person who challenged the pagoda? Even I’m curious,” The brown haired youth of Elixir Peak said with a gaudy tone.

Four pairs of eyes landed on Xuan Yi as Wen Xuan chuckled. “Say it. I don’t believe that you don’t know who it is as Array Peak’s master.”

Hands behind his back, Xuan Yi smiled in silence.

“Stop beating around the bush! Say it!” Talisman Peak’s master, a cold-looking woman, barked.

Xuan Yi’s smile froze on his face.

“Haha!”

The disheveled old man rubbed his hands in laughter. “You wouldn’t want Qi Shan to get angry. If she throws a bunch of talismans on your face, you’ll know what’s true suffering.”

“No, no.”

The brown haired youth shook his head with a serious expression. “Qi Shan won’t bear to attack Xuan Yi.”

Qi Shan’s face blushed for a brief moment as she glared at the disheveled old man and brown haired youth with grit teeth. “You damned fogies! Nothing good comes out of your mouths!”

With an awkward expression, Xuan Yi looked at Qi Shan warily before coughing. “I… really can’t reveal this.”

“Eh?”

Wen Xuan was puzzled. “That’s strange. How unique is the identity of this lad that you can’t tell us?”

Xuan Yi shook his head in silence.

The disheveled old man waved it off. “Forget it, let’s not make things difficult for him.”

Pausing for a moment, the disheveled old man couldn’t help but remark, “But, you’re quite something, Xuan Yi. To think that you’ve managed to groom such a talent without letting us know about it. That’s quite skillful of you.”

“Hmph, I reckon he must have spent quite a bit of time and energy on that lad,” Qi Shan scoffed.

Xuan Yi smiled. “Not really. He’s self-taught.”

“Self-taught?”

The four peak masters exchanged surprised glances.

If someone could clear the Ten Formations Pagoda based on his own studies without the guidance of a strong Array Formation Master as backing, that was truly something incredible.

“Damn, that’s going to make us even more curious,” Wen Xuan laughed bitterly.

Xuan Yi pondered for a moment and replied, “Don’t worry. His identity won’t be hidden for long. It’s just a matter of time before you guys know about it.”

 

 

 


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