Lord of the night.

Chapter 1376 The Hand That Turns Clouds and Rains, the Undying Blade Supporting the Heavens [Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions!]

Dongfang San San was also watching this scene, her eyes filled with emotion and her heart churning with emotion.

Suddenly, he turned to Granny Huang and said, "How about I take ten Heavenly Phoenix Pills?"

Tianhuang Dan.

Each person can only take one in their lifetime. It is given to infants under one year old. On the basis of genius, their aptitude can make up for their lack of talent and take them to the next level!
To transform ordinary geniuses into top geniuses.

To turn top geniuses into absolute geniuses.

This only refers to the innate talent for martial arts.

Granny Huang looked troubled and said, "I'm not being stingy, Military Advisor Dongfang. I've seen what you've seen. I understand what you're trying to do, and I'm willing to give it up. But I only have six Heavenly Phoenix Pills right now! If I want more, it will be at least twenty years! Because it's only been ten years since I last picked the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix Flower. And that Seven-Colored Flower only blooms once every thirty years."

"Okay, then six will do."

Dongfang San San nodded in agreement.

Grandma Huang sighed, took out a jade bottle, opened the mouth of the bottle to take a look, and then threw the entire jade bottle over.

"Only twenty were refined in total. You kept asking for them like a debt collector, and I used up a full eighteen of them for you..."

Dongfang San San chuckled and said, "Look at what you're saying, you actually had two hidden away, isn't that enough?"

He put the jade bottle away and said, "Thank you."

Granny Huang was furious: "I just took the pills and I've gone from being a 'you' to being a 'student,' Dongfang, you seem to be in a much better mood now."

Xuewu said, "Sister Huang, what are you saying? I'll make it up to you later."

Yan Nan said, "Sister Huang, I want six too."

Grandma Huang stood up angrily: "Is this ever going to end? Is this ever going to end?"

Everyone laughed.

Feng Yun tried to sprint to the top 500, but still failed to make it past the top.

Feng Yun even used the Sky-Supporting Blade with all his might, but still failed.

The position at 500 is like an insurmountable mountain, unmoving.

The goalkeeper of the Five Hundred was a powerful Saintly Guardian. Feng Yun attacked twice, and the master got annoyed and attacked heavily the second time.

Feng Yun was injured and retreated.

He sighed and looked at Xue Changqing beneath him.

Xue Changqing showed no mercy, drawing his longsword with a clang: "Feng Yun! Come down!"

Feng Yun rolled his eyes: "I may not be able to reach 500, but you, Xue Changqing, are not going to surpass me either!"

The two fought together.

It was a perfect match, a meeting of equals.

Fang Che had already reached number 587. He had finally caught up with his life-or-death squad.

"Let's climb the rankings!"

Qiu Yunshangfeng and others were immediately routed, losing one move after another. Fang Che charged six more times, reaching number 581.

Zhao Ying'er followed closely behind.

After the two of them broke through the 580-meter mark, Feng Xiangdong and the others started rushing upwards again.

Below, the people from the Heavenly Palace, the Golden Dragon Hall, and the experts from the Spirit Serpent Sect and the Divine Weasel Sect were also charging.

Dong Yuanping and She Menglong were very shrewd. Apart from the two of them, the others waited until all the people who posed a threat to them were listed before the two sects started to attack.

Therefore, Feng Yunfang and the others had no impact on them at all: it was impossible for them to rush down.

The Golden Dragon Palace, which had just entered the mainland, fully demonstrated the spirit of "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers," with a total of seven people rushing to the front.

Now he's tumbling and falling, getting beaten down all the way.

Behind.

She Wushen from the Spirit Serpent Sect was also speeding along. He started from near the back, but his speed was very fast, and he had already reached within the top 900.

Xue Yizun remained firmly in the top 1,000.

He was the only one with plenty of free time. He was sitting on his little chair when he actually took out paper and pen and started writing furiously.

They're already doing their homework.

He didn't fight a single battle!

The entire sky was ablaze with colorful lights and constant booming, but Xue Yizun's side could be described as: bored out of his mind!

Both of my testicles hurt!

The scholars below have already begun handing in their papers.

The titles and opening poems for those listed ahead of Feng Yun, Xue Changqing, Yan Beihan, etc., can now be prepared.

Ahead, on a star chart, glittering stars twinkled.

The writers presented their writings page by page, placing them on the astrolabe.

Then, starlight shimmered, and page after page of meticulously crafted work was reduced to dust, which fell onto the author's face.

It's like the examiner threw the paper right in your face: What kind of nonsense is this?!
Countless people were devastated, their faces pale, yet they continued to rack their brains.

at last.

"I'm hit! I'm hit!"

Suddenly, a man raised his head and shouted wildly, waving his arms and legs, tears streaming down his face. Holding a piece of paper, he ran around the field, cheering incessantly.

"I won! I won!!!"

"I'm hit!"

"My God! I can finally be on the cloud rankings!"

The man was so excited he was almost delirious, but no one laughed at him!

Instead, they all looked at him with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Who did you fall for?"

someone asked.

"Feng Yun! I've been bewitched by Young Master Feng Yun!"

The man trembled with excitement: "Heaven has eyes! Thank heavens! I started learning martial arts at three, but my talent was mediocre. I started studying literature at eight, but made no progress. I tried to learn both, but both were unsuccessful. I became a laughingstock in the family! Now, I, Zhou Xiong, have finally stood tall! Ahhh... From now on, if anyone calls me Zhou Qian again, I will swear I will never forgive them! Waaaaah..."

"Hahaha……"

Someone laughed out loud.

Zhou Xiong, a member of the Zhou family in Qianzhou, was eight years old when he went to take a bath with a group of adults. As soon as he took off his pants, a relative said, "Hey, this nephew is not bad, he came here with a toothpick." From then on, the nickname "Zhou the Toothpick" spread like wildfire.

It's even more famous than my real name.

How can an eight-year-old compare to an adult? But as time goes by, who cares about that nickname from when they were eight? So, even as adults, they are still called "Weekly Sign".

There are explanations for everything that is not understood, which is why Zhou Xiong is still single to this day.

It has to be said that reputation can be a double-edged sword.

However, this time he wrote a poem for Feng Yun and was accepted by Yun Yun, which will make him famous throughout the world. Finding a wife in the future... cough, shouldn't be difficult, of course, if the girls don't care about the toothpick rumors...

"What are you writing about?"

Amidst everyone's curiosity.

On the cloud leaderboard.

A name shines.

A single blade that overturns the heavens, sealing away the clouds!

Then the opening poem slowly emerged, word by word.

A hand that can turn clouds into rain, a blade that can hold up the heavens and never be extinguished;

A noble young master, his heart soars to the heavens!
A hush fell over the crowd.

It must be said that this suits Feng Yun very well. His identity, temperament, and martial arts skills all fit the bill perfectly.

Moreover, many people also tasted the flavor.

It wasn't that Zhou Xiong's opening poem was particularly well-written, but rather that it was apt: "A blade that overturns the heavens!"
And Feng Yun, now, in the future, and throughout the entire world, plays this role!

The power to turn clouds into rain!
He could manipulate the world at will, controlling everything he wanted.

On the Cloud Weapon Ranking, a beam of starlight slowly descended, and amidst the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of everyone, it floated to the top of Zhou Xiong's head and seeped into his body.

"Recognized and hired through the cloud, bestowed with the brilliance of stars; from this day forward, all ailments will vanish, and the family will prosper forever!"

Hao Ran's voice echoed in the air.

Zhou Xiong laughed heartily, his face beaming with pride.

From this day forward, the Zhou family genealogy will have its own dedicated page! The Zhou family members will rise to the status of direct descendants; as long as the Zhou Xiong bloodline remains, the Zhou family will prosper forever!

This is a blessing from Heaven!

On the other side of the True Sect, there were four girls in white.

Each person carried a tray covered with a red cloth, and they emerged gracefully.

"The Feng family is deeply grateful for your great talent in naming and arranging the ceremony for our young master, which will bring glory to future generations and ensure his name will be remembered forever. We have prepared this small token of our gratitude, and we hope you will do us the honor of accepting it! When Young Master Feng Yun returns from the list of successful candidates, we will express our gratitude in person!"

Her voice was like a nightingale singing in a valley, infinitely beautiful.

Zhou Xiong's bones melted: "You're welcome, hahaha, you're welcome. Thank you, Young Master Feng Yun, and thank you, senior of the Feng family, for your generosity! I am unworthy of your praise."

"Thank you for the honor, sir."

Four girls in white smiled sweetly.

He handed the items to Zhou Xiong, bowed respectfully, and then withdrew.

Then, two Feng family warriors stepped forward and came to Zhou Xiong's side.

Their mission is to ensure Zhou Xiong's safety and return him safely home. Zhou Xiong has brought honor to Feng Yun, and the Feng family is responsible for his safety.

This is the rule.

Xue Changqing was fighting Feng Yun, and the two were evenly matched and neither side could gain the upper hand.

"The Blade That Overturns the Heavens, what a resounding name." Xue Changqing snorted and said, "Feng Yun, aren't you ashamed?"

Feng Yuntuo's Heaven-Slaying Blade danced, repeatedly pulling Xue Changqing out of the battle circle, saying, "What do I have to be ashamed of? In the future, I will surely be able to turn the world upside down with one hand and control the rain with the other. Opponents and enemies are all under my control, including you, Xue Changqing. They will all inevitably act according to my arrangements!"

Xue Changqing was furious.

Suddenly, a long howl rang out, and the longsword unleashed a shower of starlight.

The techniques of the Lingxiao Manual suddenly appeared and suppressed the attack with all their might!
The power at this moment was as if it came from the heavens, from the celestial court!

Feng Yun was taken aback, feeling the pressure suddenly double, and he almost got knocked to the ground by Xue Changqing.

He hurriedly used all his strength, activating the Illusionary World Technique at full power. He switched from offense to defense with the Heaven-Supporting Blade, focusing all his strength on external defense. At the same time, he flipped his left hand, and several beams of light flashed. The Heavenly Calculation Technique, combined with the Illusionary World Technique, instantly calculated the weakness of Xue Changqing and launched a full-scale counterattack!

"Is this the Lingxiao Manual?"

Feng Yun's expression turned serious: "Indeed impressive."

Xue Changqing was also surprised: "You didn't practice the Three Realms Heaven and Earth technique that your righteous sect obtained?"

"No."

Feng Yun did not hide anything: "The Yaochi Manual is only suitable for women, and the Blood Spirit Scripture is too powerful for me to kill."

"I see."

Xue Changqing and the others had already guessed this, and Feng Yun's answer was merely a confirmation of it.

Xue Changqing launched a frenzied attack.

It was obvious that, with the combined use of the Lingxiao Treasure Manual and the legacy of Xiao Wu from Biluo Qingxiao, his combat power had surpassed Feng Yun's, and he had been dominating Feng Yun throughout the entire battle.

But Feng Yun's Sky-Supporting Blade is simply too unreasonable.

Once the sky is lifted, safety is immediately assured.

Therefore, it was almost impossible for Xue Changqing to break through Feng Yun's obstruction.

The only option is a protracted battle, hoping that Feng Yun will eventually exhaust himself. But Feng Yun is playing it safe, and if the battle truly comes to a head, it's really hard to say who will be the first to tire...

The two started fighting.

Yan Beihan, who was ranked after the two of them, had an easier time.

Behind Yan Beihan was Xue Piaopiao, who was no match for him and didn't charge. Meanwhile, Bi Yunyan was challenging Xue Piaopiao.

Therefore, Yan Beihan is currently in a state of idleness.

I can only watch the show on the cloud leaderboard.

Upon seeing Feng Yun's opening poem, Yan Beihan smiled faintly and savored each word: "Not bad, but I wonder what kind of opening poem Fang Che, that womanizer, will come up with?"

He frowned and thought for a moment: "Hmm... a pretty boy, thin lips; several women, the number one womanizer? Hmph..."

Then it occurred to me: "I need a nickname that includes a weapon, so let's call him the Heartless Swordsman..."

(End of this chapter)