Chapter 87: Wei Qing’s Thoughts, the Significance of the Hidden Dragon Ranking
When he saw the Shi Brothers standing behind Meng Changqing like two small mountains, the smile on Wei Qing’s face froze.
It was especially true when their gaze swept over, carrying a scrutinizing taste.
It was extremely oppressive!
His throat couldn’t help but roll, swallowing saliva involuntarily.
“So it’s Senior Brother Wei. I wonder what’s the matter?” Meng Changqing said with a smile.
“It’s nothing much, just a sect mission. Junior Brother Meng, you’ve received it too, right?” Wei Qing said, trying to calm himself down, while at the same time, a map appeared in his hand.
Meng Changqing’s eyes flickered slightly.
Among the true disciples, Wei Qing’s strength was considered above average.
According to what he had said before, he should be around the top 150.
With more than twenty disciples from the Spirit Peak, he was qualified to participate in the Hidden Dragon Battle.
“Mm.” Meng Changqing nodded.
“I’m in the area of Zihexi City. Where are you?
“If we’re going the same way, we can go together,” Wei Qing said sincerely.
“This is a secret. Sorry, Senior Brother Wei, I was instructed to keep it confidential,” Meng Changqing said with a smile.
How could he possibly reveal his destination to a spy from the demonic path?
Wei Qing had come two or three times in the past half month.
Especially after learning that he was cultivating the Great Transcendent Mystical Golden Sword Technique, he became extremely enthusiastic, saying that there was a hidden gold mine in a place where no one had discovered it.
He was willing to share it with Meng Changqing, but it required going to that place personally to collect the gold qi.
Meng Changqing glanced at the map briefly.
The place was quite far from the sect’s territory.
Obviously, Wei Qing had impure intentions. He probably wanted to lure him, the sect’s genius, out and then have someone ambush him.
And so, Meng Changqing refused.
He remembered Wei Qing’s expression at that time.
He was completely dumbfounded, as if he hadn’t expected him to refuse.
After all, the amount of aura of the gold required to cultivate the Great Transcendent Mystical Golden Sword Technique was too much.
No one would refuse it.
If Wei Qing were a normal disciple, Meng Changqing might consider it, since he didn’t need it himself and could sell it for other resources.
But Wei Qing wasn’t normal.
He had come several times with ulterior motives.
“Alright.” Wei Qing nodded awkwardly.
He didn’t believe what Meng Changqing said about keeping it confidential.
What was there to keep secret?
But since Meng Changqing insisted, he had no choice.
“I’ll take my leave then. I wish Junior Brother Meng victory,” Wei Qing said with a slight bow before turning to leave.
But as he turned his back, his face was already extremely cold. Thɪs chapter is updated by Nove1Fire.net
“I find him very annoying,” Shi Yao said after Wei Qing left.
“Oh?” Meng Changqing was slightly stunned. “How did you figure that out?”
“I don’t know, it’s just intuition,” Shi Yao scratched his head.
“Your intuition is right. Be careful if you encounter him outside,” Meng Changqing patted his sturdy arm.
“I’d rather kill him,” Shi Yao grinned, revealing the ferocity unique to his powerful bloodline.
“Alright, let’s go. Let’s meet the heroes of this world,” Meng Changqing stepped forward, and three sword auras burst out of his body.
After Meng Changqing left, another figure appeared on the Spirit Peak, Kong Linxue.
Her skin was as fair as snow, her green hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and she was dressed in a moon-white robe, which couldn’t conceal her graceful figure.
“Junior Brother Meng!” Kong Linxue stood outside the railing, calling out.
She had just broken through to the Sea Cleaving Realm not long ago, consolidated her realm, and then came over.
At the same time, she also asked the master for a Spirit Peak closer to Meng Changqing for future communication.
But it seemed like Junior Brother Meng wasn’t there.
“Gone, huh?” Kong Linxue felt a little disappointed.
On the day the secret realm closed, she was actually in the square as well, but her position was far from Meng Changqing.
She couldn’t immediately get over.
The discussions around her also made her aware of what had happened.
After all, that was a bloodline demon beast.
Only a genius-level battle power could defeat it.
She didn’t expect Junior Brother Meng to have grown to that extent.
She was genuinely happy for him.
But watching Junior Brother Meng, who was gathering countless gazes and seemed extremely dazzling, she felt a inexplicable panic in her heart.
It wa because Junior Brother Meng’s growth was too fast, making her feel like she couldn’t catch up.
So when she came back, she put her heart into cultivation, relying on many precious pills, and finally broke through to the Sea Cleaving Realm.
After the breakthrough, she wanted to have a chat, but he was not there.
Footsteps sounded behind her.
Kong Linxue turned around and saw a girl in green ascending the steps, reaching the top of the Spirit Peak.
“Hello, I’m Bai Suxi. Is Junior Brother Meng staying here?”
Two huge figures fell from the sky, causing the earth to shake and raising clouds of dust.
“Junior Brother Meng, this is as far as we go,” Shi Guang waved to the figure in the sky.
“Alright.” Meng Changqing stood on the huge sword aura and nodded slightly.
Although one can fly in the air with the help of the sword qi, true qi was not as good as the true essence, and the consumption was too large
It was impossible to fly for such a long time.
But with his abundant qi, he could not only support himself but also these two big guys.
Of course, there had been breaks during these three days.
They had rested a few times.
This was a fork in the road.
Moving forward, they would have to go their separate ways.
“Junior Brothers, I wish you both success in climbing the Hidden Dragon Ranking,” Meng Changqing said with a smile.
“Senior Brother Meng, you too,” the two nodded.
Withdrawing his gaze, Meng Changqing flew forward.
“When can we fly like that?” Shi Yao asked somewhat enviously, rubbing his hands.
“Master said it’s when we reach the Dao Creation Realm,” Shi Guang replied.
“That’s still a long way off,” Shi Yao counted with his fingers.
Since flying in the sky, he had become fond of the feeling of overlooking the earth, especially the violent impact of falling from the sky!
“Alright, let’s go,” Shi Guang turned around and walked towards the right.
The two brothers also began to part ways.
The sword light streaked across the sky over many mountains, leaving only remnants.
Meng Changqing sat cross-legged on it, holding a map and examining it carefully.
Each province’s Hidden Dragon Ranking had only one hundred spots, divided into two tiers.
The top thirty were in the Dao Creation Realm, while the remaining seventy were in the Sea Cleaving Realm.
The age limit was thirty-five.
The origin of the Hidden Dragon Ranking could be traced back to the mysterious Central Province.
Legend has it that thousands of years ago, in order to ensure the order of the cultivation world and the distribution of resources, the supreme holy land of the Central Province established a strict sect ranking system, including the noble families and royal dynasties.
All forces’ promotion and resource acquisition must strictly adhere to this system.
No one could overstep it.
The Hidden Dragon Ranking, the Earth Ranking, and the Heavenly Ranking were standards for measurement.
The Hidden Dragon Ranking represented the future potential of a force, while the Earth Ranking and Heavenly Ranking represent current strength.
If both were up to standard, it proved that your force was strong enough and had potential, qualifying you to obtain the ruling power of this territory.
Otherwise, you would be downgraded and the territory would be handed over to stronger neighboring forces, or even dissolved.
Previously, the Tai Xuan Sect had twenty-five disciples on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, accounting for one-quarter.
But losing six in one go was a heavy loss.
So they must be brought back.
Otherwise, it would affect the overall situation of the sect.