Chapter 502: Chapter 201: Hun Daoist, I’ve Brought You a Gift

Six Grandmasters!

And their leader was a Great Grandmaster.

A burly, broad-shouldered man in a green robe.

The six figures strode through the air, arriving before Fang Xing in an instant.

Their gazes fell upon the ravaged mountainside and the lingering aura of destruction in the air, and six pairs of eyes turned in unison to look at Fang Xing.

Looking at the six figures, Fang Xing’s eyes locked onto the Great Grandmaster in the lead.

If he remembered correctly, this Great Grandmaster had to be the leader of the Divine Wind Tribe, Hun Wuxie!

A Martial Dao Giant who had been a Great Grandmaster for many years.

Although they had only met once in the plaza of Wolf Xue Divine Mountain, he had left a deep impression.

Their eyes met.

Hun Wuxie was also sizing him up.

"You must be Fang Xing?" Hun Wuxie stepped forward and spoke, stating his name directly.

Fang Xing was a little surprised to hear Hun Wuxie speak.

He was astonished that this Martial Dao Giant from the Divine Wind Tribe actually knew who he was. Although his name was prominent on the points leaderboard, they had never met, so being recognized at a glance was a surprise.

"I am. It’s an honor to meet you, Hun Daoist."

Fang Xing cupped his fists, respectful but not subservient.

Although he was no match for a Great Grandmaster, the gap wasn’t so wide that he would be completely helpless.

He had withstood a blow from a Martial Saint; a single Great Grandmaster wasn’t enough to make him feel fear.

"To reach the Seventh Layer at the Early Stage of Grandmaster... you are truly remarkable, sir."

Hun Wuxie looked him up and down, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"You flatter me, Daoist. I only made it this far through a bit of luck," Fang Xing said modestly.

At his words, Hun Wuxie laughed. "Hahaha! Luck? To make it all the way to the Seventh Layer and claim third place... that’s no luck."

Hearing Hun Wuxie’s words, Fang Xing showed no trace of pride or complacency. He looked at Hun Wuxie calmly and said, "You are too kind."

"Are you interested in teaming up?" Hun Wuxie asked, a wide smile on his face.

’Teaming up again...’

’If I team up with you, how am I supposed to secure my third-place spot?’

Fang Xing complained internally but kept his expression neutral. "Thank you for the invitation, Daoist, but I’m used to being on my own."

Hearing Fang Xing’s refusal, Hun Wuxie didn’t look annoyed at all. He maintained his smile and said, "You probably don’t know much about the Underground Cave, do you?"

"Once you reach the Underground Cave Seventh Layer, teaming up is the only way to increase your safety. The risks of acting alone... I’m afraid you could lose your life."

Hearing Hun Wuxie’s warning, Fang Xing cupped his fists. "Thank you for the reminder, Daoist. However, I still plan to act alone. I’ll take my leave now."

With that, Fang Xing activated his Zongyi Ascension Step and vanished from their sight within a few breaths.

As he watched Fang Xing disappear, the smile on Hun Wuxie’s face faded, replaced by an expression as placid as still water, betraying no hint of his thoughts or feelings.

"Brother Hun, that guy doesn’t know what’s good for him. How dare he refuse your invitation."

A burly man at the Late Stage of Grandmaster, standing behind him, spoke up as he stared in the direction Fang Xing had vanished.

Hun Wuxie’s expression remained calm. "A refusal is a refusal. I was only testing him. That man is truly remarkable. I’m afraid that even if the rest of you ganged up on him, you still wouldn’t be his match."

Hearing Hun Wuxie’s assessment of Fang Xing, the expressions of the five Grandmasters behind him changed.

Among them, besides Hun Wuxie, there was a Grandmaster Peak, and the one with the lowest cultivation was at the Middle Stage of Grandmaster.

’We couldn’t even beat him if we joined forces?’

If those words hadn’t come from Hun Wuxie’s own mouth, they probably would have ganged up and attacked him right then and there.

"Brother Hun, are you overestimating him? Is he really that strong?"

The bald man at Grandmaster Peak spoke, his gaze grave.

Hun Wuxie glanced at the bald man. "What, you don’t believe me?"

The bald man pondered for a moment before speaking. "Brother Hun, I admit he’s formidable. To reach third on the points leaderboard, even surpassing you, is indeed a feat. But no matter how strong he is, his cultivation is only at the Early Stage of Grandmaster. Isn’t it an exaggeration to say he’s that powerful?"

Hun Wuxie looked calmly in the direction Fang Xing had disappeared, his expression indifferent. "If you don’t believe me, you can try testing him yourself after this trip to the Underground Cave is over, if you get the chance."

Hearing this, the bald man was silent for a moment, then he looked up at Hun Wuxie.

"In that case, if the opportunity arises, I really would like to test him."

’This guy, he has to learn things the hard way,’ Hun Wuxie sighed internally but said nothing more.

If he didn’t believe it, a little test would make him understand.

"Let’s go. The Seventh Layer is more dangerous, so be careful," Hun Wuxie said. He then set off in another direction. The five men exchanged a look and immediately followed, vanishing from the spot.

「...」

The encounter with Hun Wuxie was just a minor interlude, and Fang Xing didn’t give it much thought.

Nothing else mattered.

Earning Enhancement Points, securing his third-place position, and undergoing the baptism of the Celestial Spirit Divine Pool—those were his urgent priorities.

The space within the Underground Cave was vast.

The expanse of each layer was different.

The deeper one went, the larger the layers of the Underground Cave became.

Now that he had entered the Seventh Layer of the Underground Cave Secret Realm, Fang Xing was even more vigilant.

There was no information available about this place.

The records from the Profound Wind Tribe regarding the Underground Cave only covered the first six layers.

Here on the Seventh Layer, he was on his own.

However, with his Primordial Spirit Projection, he still had an advantage even though he didn’t understand the situation on the Underground Cave Seventh Layer.

His Primordial Spirit’s senses could help him avoid unnecessary trouble.

Aside from Fierce Beasts, those who could reach this place were basically all Grandmaster-level powerhouses from the large tribes and the three super-tribes.

The pressure of the competition had also grown much more intense.

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