Mortals, and even my disciple Han Li, don't mess with me!

"There shouldn't be any problem. When the Ancient Sword Sect left, I used my divine sense to examine the Ancient Sword Sect disciple who possessed the Nine Spirits Sword Body. He didn't detect anything, which is enough to prove that his strength is below mine, or even far inferior to mine."

Wu Yun said without changing his expression.

As soon as he said this, the expressions of the three Core Formation stage cultivators present, including Song Yu, changed.

"What did you say? You used your divine sense to investigate that disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect?"

Song Yu spoke first, before the other two.

Because even those Core Formation stage cultivators didn't notice anything at the time.

This is absolutely incredible, it's astonishing!

"That's right, I did use my divine sense to investigate. Uncle, have you forgotten that my divine sense is superior to that of other cultivators at the same level? That's one of the reasons why I can cultivate so quickly. Besides, I only did it for a short while after the Ancient Sword Sect left, so there's no need to worry about being discovered."

Wu Yun calmly continued his explanation.

In fact, his current spiritual strength is already comparable to that of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

This was the reward given to him by the "Master of Cultivation System" when he accepted his first disciple, granting him divine sense power far surpassing that of cultivators at the same level.

This allows him to perceive the surrounding situation before others and thus prepare accordingly.

It really helped him solve a lot of troubles and deal with many crises.

The higher-ups of the Luoyun Sect were aware of this matter.

Therefore, he has no need to worry about being suspected of being a spy.

"I see. You're really brave."

After listening, the cultivator surnamed Duan nodded, the shock on his face fading, but he still said in an annoyed tone.

"I can't help it, this bet is just too important. I can't afford to lose, it would be too embarrassing."

Wu Yun shrugged and said with a smile.

"So you do know how important this bet is. However, if you can really defeat that disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect with the Nine Spirits Sword Body within ten moves, I believe the Ancient Sword Sect will no longer have the face to be arrogant in front of our Falling Cloud Sect. It will greatly enhance our sect's reputation and can be considered a great achievement. So you absolutely cannot lose this time."

The cultivator surnamed Duan continued speaking.

"Uncle-Master, please rest assured. If I weren't confident, how could I dare to do this? It's precisely because I'm absolutely certain that I dare to do it. Uncle-Master, just wait and see how I celebrate my success."

Wu Yun's confident smile and tone reassured the three Core Formation cultivators present, putting them at ease.

"Just in case, keep this with you!"

Even so, the cultivator surnamed Duan was still somewhat reluctant and took out a black and red bead the size of an egg from his storage bag.

"Fire and Thunder Orb!"

Upon seeing the black and red round bead, Song Yu looked surprised.

"I didn't expect my senior brother to still have it."

Another Core Formation cultivator also spoke, his expression and eyes filled with envy.

Wu Yun was the one who envied him.

At this moment, Wu Yun also remembered the information about the Fire Thunder Pearl.

This is a one-time use magic weapon secretly passed down by Fire Cloud Peak.

Its power is so great that even a Core Formation stage cultivator would have to temporarily avoid its edge.

If hit, one will be severely injured, or even have their body destroyed and perish.

However, because the materials used in the refining process are extremely scarce and the success rate is extremely low, Fire Cloud Peak has only managed to refine a few pills in the past thousand years.

By this generation, no one could even refine it anymore.

This one is also from previous stock.

Unless he was certain that Wu Yun would win, the cultivator surnamed Duan would not have been willing to use it.

"That's right, this is the last one in our sect. We originally saved it to save our lives, but now we think we have to give it to this kid, lest he lose and we lose face for the Falling Cloud Sect. We absolutely cannot lose this time. But you also need to be extra careful and not be careless in the slightest. And it's best not to use it if you can avoid it, because this thing is too powerful, and you might also be affected."

The cultivator surnamed Duan nodded, then gave a solemn reminder.

"Uncle-Master, please rest assured, I promise I won't use it lightly." Wu Yun was naturally very happy to accept such a good thing and made a solemn promise.

"Alright, you can go now. Get some rest; the competition officially starts tomorrow. You have only one goal: to win first place."

The cultivator surnamed Duan waved his hand, directly issuing an order to leave.

"This disciple takes his leave!"

Wu Yun nodded and obediently left.

At the same time, the short old man from the Ancient Sword Sect also summoned the disciple who possessed the Nine Spirits Sword Body.

"Junior Nephew Meng, are you confident that you can defeat that disciple from the Luoyun Sect?"

"Uncle Qi, no!"

The disciple surnamed Meng from the Ancient Sword Sect shook his head and said directly.

His expression was also extremely solemn, but he did not want to lie.

His words made the short old man's face darken even further.

"Is there absolutely no chance at all?"

The short old man persisted, unwilling to give up.

"With my current strength, it's impossible for me to kill five late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators of the demonic path in a short time, but he was able to do it back then, which proves that his strength far surpasses mine. Under these circumstances, defeating him is simply impossible. However, surviving ten moves shouldn't be a problem."

Just as the short old man's face darkened further, the disciple surnamed Meng changed the subject again.

"Alright, as long as he can last ten moves, that's fine. This kid is far too arrogant, he's completely disrespectful. How dare he humiliate me like this, I will definitely not let him get away with it."

Upon hearing this, the disciple surnamed Meng sighed helplessly in his heart.

However, he felt an even stronger urge to fight Wu Yun, wanting to see just how big the gap was between them.

After all, as the pride of the Ancient Sword Sect, he has never stopped being surrounded by discussions and gossip about Wu Yun over the years.

In short, among the younger generation, no one from the Ancient Sword Sect, the Falling Cloud Sect, or the Hundred Crafts Academy can rival Wu Yun.

Every time a disciple from the Ancient Sword Sect, unwilling to accept defeat, went to the Falling Cloud Sect to cause trouble, they would be brutally beaten and sent away.

It's always the same; there's never been an exception.

It can be said that Wu Yun also had a great reputation in the Ancient Sword Sect and the Hundred Crafts Academy.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a fearsome reputation!

The disciple surnamed Meng was always focused on cultivation and had no time to actively seek trouble.

Therefore, the two never met, let alone fought.

"Alright, you can go now. Remember to be careful, and defeat him no matter what. You must last at least ten moves."

Not receiving a satisfactory answer, the short old man's expression naturally turned sour, and his tone became somewhat angry.