My Ability Pool is Superior

Halfway through boasting, he was met with mockery, so Sang Wen naturally could not endure it and immediately prepared to retort.

However, when he looked towards the source of the voice and saw the standard white robe worn by Shi Qingyu, he abruptly swallowed back the words he wanted to say.

There was no helping it.

Although death fighters had a huge sense of superiority when facing natives in the deathmatch arena.

But this did not mean they would disregard the natives entirely.

After all, aside from Lu Bai, the other death fighters’ first-round ability pools were only silver level, insufficient for these death fighters to confront true cultivators.

The situation was stronger than the people, so even though Sang Wen was very displeased with Shi Qingyu’s attitude, he forcibly squeezed out a smile in the face of her unclear background.

“Fairy, whether I am speaking arrogantly can be known with just one test.”

Seeing Sang Wen’s confident appearance, Shi Qingyu hesitated slightly.

Considering that if she truly discovered an extraordinary immortal seedling, the sect’s reward resources would not be lacking.

With this in mind, since it cost nothing anyway, Shi Qingyu decided to bring Sang Wen back to the sect to try her luck.

However, she still warned him sternly: “If it is discovered that you are deceiving me, do not blame me for being ruthless then.”

Sang Wen showed no fear on his face.

“Naturally not.”

……

Within Qingwang Sect’s mountain gate, exotic flowers and plants were everywhere, and at any time, immortal mist drifted hazily, making it seem as if one were in a fairyland.

Thinking that he was about to master this world’s supernatural power, even if only temporarily, Sang Wen could not help but feel some anticipation.

“Be careful, stay right behind me, and do not wander off.”

Shi Qingyu reminded him to prevent Sang Wen from touching any restriction.

She was not even at Qi Cultivation Layer One, so if something really happened, she had no way to handle it.

The two proceeded one in front of the other and soon arrived in front of Qingwang Sect’s main gate; past the main gate was the plaza for the entry assessment.

“Junior Sister Shi, why are you back so soon?”

The two Qingwang Sect disciples guarding the gate noticed Shi Qingyu and Sang Wen, and immediately greeted her.

It was worth mentioning that although Shi Qingyu’s realm was not high yet, her reputation among the disciples was considerable.

After all, Qingwang Sect was not some renowned great sect; true geniuses and monsters were not for Qingwang Sect to cultivate.

The highest cultivation realm in the entire sect was merely Deity Transformation Stage cultivator Yu Xu Zi.

So, disciples with earth-grade talent could be counted on one hand.

A disciple like Shi Qingyu with earth-grade talent, if developed steadily, would eventually reach the elder position, so building a good relationship with her in advance was definitely not wrong.

“I had just gone down the mountain when I ran into this guy, right, what is your name again?”

Halfway through speaking, Shi Qingyu suddenly realized she did not yet know Sang Wen’s name and asked casually.

Sang Wen was just about to answer when the corner of his eye inadvertently caught sight of a figure strolling leisurely on the other side of the plaza.

Wearing the same Qingwang Sect standard white robe as Shi Qingyu, but with robes fluttering, it exuded an indescribable transcendent and otherworldly sense.

The majestic mountains were his backdrop, and in a daze, he seemed to blend harmoniously with heaven and earth, like an immortal descended to the mortal world, embodying the dao of nature.

Many Qingwang Sect disciples followed behind him; this crowd-star-surrounding-the-moon scene, usually seen only in the mundane world, brought his near-heaven-human-unity ethereal aura back to reality.

“It’s Senior Brother Lu Bai.”

The two gate-guarding disciples’ attention was instantly drawn, having no mind left to pay attention to Sang Wen.

Even the usually hot-tempered Shi Qingyu looked towards Lu Bai with an expression of longing.

If at first, when seeing Lu Bai display his talent and even cause celestial phenomenon change, they had no concrete idea of how formidable his talent was.

Then when the news spread that Lu Bai had directly reached Foundation Establishment upon initial cultivation, they immediately deeply realized just how unreasonable talent could be.

One must know that at least seventy percent of Qingwang Sect’s disciples would not see hope of Foundation Establishment even at the end of their lifespan.

Smaller gaps would breed jealousy.

But a gap this large would only inspire longing and worship.

“Eh? Senior Brother Lu, is he looking at me?”

Noticing Lu Bai’s gaze shift over, one of the gate-guarding disciples’ complexion instantly flushed red.

Shi Qingyu could not calm her inner excitement and immediately refuted: “Nonsense! He is clearly looking at me; you two have not even spoken to Senior Brother Lu Bai.”

“He’s coming over, Senior Brother Lu Bai is walking towards us.”

However, compared to the three arguing until red in the face, Sang Wen was instead scared pale, his entire person drained of all color.

As a death fighter, he could clearly see the title hovering above Lu Bai’s head.

The four emerald-green characters “Pure Smile” already clearly indicated Lu Bai’s identity.

Sang Wen subconsciously wanted to turn and run.

Although he still did not understand why, as fellow death fighters who descended to the deathmatch arena at the same time, Lu Bai had such high prestige among the natives.

But the fact was before his eyes; no matter how hard to believe, he had to first consider how to survive.

With thoughts racing, Sang Wen quickly dismissed the idea of running away directly.

Right now, aside from one silver-level ability, he was merely an ordinary person; Lu Bai could casually send two cultivators to easily capture him.

In this situation, he could only bet that Lu Bai could not cover the sky with one hand in Qingwang Sect.

After all, Qingwang Sect was still a righteous sect and should not allow Lu Bai to kill without reason… right?

It did not leave Sang Wen agonizing for long.

Lu Bai had already arrived before the group, with dozens of Qingwang Sect disciples following behind him.

These disciples had joined earlier than him, but they called him Senior Brother Lu one after another, more fluently than anyone.

Sang Wen stiffly watched Lu Bai, large sweat beads sliding down his cheeks from his forehead, the pressure immense.

Lu Bai looked with great interest at this death fighter who had inexplicably delivered himself to his door.

Only after staring until Sang Wen could barely stand steady did he mildly inquire: “Fellow Daoist, why are you blocking our path?”

“Exactly, why not step aside?”

“No eyesight at all.”

“A new disciple? Why are you not wearing the Qingwang Daoist Robe?”

The group of disciples behind Lu Bai, upon hearing him speak, immediately scolded viciously, as if not loud enough would fail to show their reverence for Lu Bai.

Sang Wen forcefully swallowed hard, showing no intent to refute, and like a marionette, inch by inch shifted his feet to move himself to the roadside.

Lu Bai paid him no more mind and turned to look towards Cang Dao Peak.

“Has the leading elder for this Dao Commencement Assembly not arrived yet?”