Is there any hope for me, who proposed to the world-destroying empress at the very beginning?

Yun Ting's proposal means that whoever is the first to harvest the Hundred Cold Flowers will receive half of all the Hundred Cold Flowers.

Because each cultivator must give half of their Hundred Cold Flowers to this person, this cultivator will eventually be able to obtain half, or even more than half, of all the Hundred Cold Flowers.

"Senior Brother Su Liang, are you going to participate?"

Luo Xuejinghong looked at Su Liang at this moment. This competition, although interesting, was also quite risky.

"can."

Su Liang wasn't really interested; picking the Hundred Cold Flowers posed no challenge for him at all.

However, since everyone is going to have a friendly competition, it wouldn't hurt to have some fun.

"Okay, we agree."

Luo Xue Jing Hong nodded in agreement, and with that, the matter was considered settled.

"Since that's the case, fellow Daoists, please refrain from making any rash moves. After thirty breaths, we will all attack together to determine who is superior."

Yun Ting, the Holy Son, was surrounded by surging aura as he spoke with a smile.

Upon hearing Yun Ting's words, the surrounding cultivators nodded in agreement, clearly showing that they generally agreed with him.

Thirty breaths passed in the blink of an eye, and at that moment, everyone soared into the sky.

Chapter 849 All Schemes End in Nothing

"boom!"

After everyone attacked together, the one with the most terrifying momentum was none other than Saint Son Yun Ting.

At this moment, Yun Ting Saint Son seemed to have transformed into a ball of lightning. As soon as he moved, a bolt of lightning flashed in the void.

Then, Yun Ting, the Holy Son, also appeared next to a Hundred Cold Flower.

"Crack!"

Unfortunately, Yun Ting Holy Son

Despite his formidable strength, incredible speed, and profound understanding of the Great Dao, he was also exceptionally powerful.

But when he reached out to collect the Hundred Cold Flower, it instantly shattered into dust.

"Huh? Fairy Jinghong got it."

While Yun Ting failed, Luo Xue Jing Hong, who was not far away, successfully picked a Hundred Cold Flower.

While Luo Xuejinghong was picking the Hundred Cold Flowers, Su Liang also obtained a Hundred Cold Flowers.

However, the cultivators who were paying attention to Su Liang were not right now; everyone's attention was focused on the competition.

In the past, if a cultivator had easily obtained the Hundred Cold Flower, the other cultivators around would have discussed it for a long time.

However, this time, when Luo Xue Jing Hong obtained the Hundred Cold Flowers, everyone was only slightly surprised and did not waste time on this matter.

The first person to pick the Hundred Cold Flowers will, after all, obtain more than half of them.

Picking the Hundred Cold Flowers requires a certain level of skill, but even more importantly, it requires luck.

Just like before, the powerful Yun Ting Saint Son took the lead and arrived in front of a Hundred Cold Flower, but still failed to pick it.

"It seems Su Liang has obtained another Hundred Cold Flower!"

At this moment, finally some cultivators turned their attention to Su Liang.

He should have looked away, because after carefully observing Su Liang, he was completely dumbfounded.

In just a short while, Su Liang had successfully harvested five Hundred Cold Flowers using his cultivation technique.

Harvesting five Hundred Cold Flowers is nothing special, but Su Liang has always seemed to succeed easily, never failing.

"Crack!"

Su Liang succeeded easily every time.

However, things went wrong with Yun Ting, the Holy Son.

His strength was formidable; almost every time, he could reach the Hundred Cold Flower earlier and faster than other cultivators.

At this point, after several attempts, seemingly due to his impatience, he failed every time.

"hateful!"

Seeing that Su Liang succeeded easily every time he made a move, while he almost always failed, he was amazed.

At this moment, Saint Son Yun Ting was already pondering how to properly teach Su Liang a lesson.

"Look, everyone!"

Just as Yun Ting was filled with rage, a cultivator suddenly exclaimed in surprise once again.

When everyone looked at him, they were completely dumbfounded.

When they harvested the Hundred Cold Flowers, they were always careful and strived for perfection.

However, when Su Liang collected these Hundred Cold Flowers, it was as swift as a whirlwind.

In the space where Su Liang was located, there were no longer any Hundred Cold Flowers around.

The Hundred Cold Flowers that were originally hanging on the branches are now all in Su Liang's storage ring.

"Fellow Daoist, is there some technique involved in harvesting the Hundred Cold Flowers?"

By this time, many top-tier experts had approached Su Liang to inquire about the situation.

When everyone tried to pick the Hundred Cold Flowers, they encountered all sorts of problems.

Some cultivators were directly suppressed by the restrictions surrounding the divine tree, and could not even fly away.

There are also some cultivators who are the best among their peers, such as the previously extremely powerful Saint Son Yun Ting.

Yun Ting Shengzi's strength is beyond doubt. However, he has come into contact with the Hundred Cold Flower several times in a row, and in the end, he almost always fails.

"Crack!"

At first, Yun Ting remained calm and unmoved.

However, after ten Hundred Cold Flowers shattered in succession, Yun Ting was completely dumbfounded.

What's going on? Was he orchestrated, cursed, or subjected to some unknown and powerful means?

The Divine Tree Barrier opens once a year, and Yun Ting entered it a long time ago.

When he was picking the Hundred Cold Flowers, he could succeed at least six or seven times out of ten attempts.

Now it's different. He had already made ten consecutive attacks, and all ten attacks failed.

At this moment, the gazes of the many cultivators present toward Saint Son Yunting were quite strange.

Su Liang stood proudly in mid-air, his arms crossed as he looked at Yun Ting, the Holy Son.

After picking a number of Hundred Cold Flowers, Su Liang gradually learned about their characteristics.

When picking the Hundred Cold Flowers, there's about a 50% chance it depends on your skill.

That is, the power to resist the suppression of the divine tree's barrier, and the ability to comprehend the Daoist principles of the Hundred Cold Flowers.

It can be said that Yun Ting Shengzi has no problem with either of these two aspects.

But there's still a 50% chance; it all comes down to luck.

Yun Ting, the Holy Son, is absolutely ruthless; he has completely controlled everything he can.

Despite these circumstances, Yun Ting Shengzi still failed even once.

At this time, there were quite a few cultivators like Su Liang who temporarily stopped to observe Yun Ting Shengzi.

After all, Yun Ting Shengzi is now a negative example, a bad example.

Everyone was also eager to know which link in Yun Ting's side had gone wrong, so that they could avoid it in the future.

"The Holy Son Yun Ting has made his move again."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yun Ting, the Holy Son, stubbornly made his move again.

Among the crowd here, cultivators whose strength was far inferior to his had already succeeded.

As a result, he has broken more than 100 cold flowers in a row so far.

As Yun Ting drew closer to a Hundred Cold Flower, Su Liang's powerful perception also enveloped it.

As expected, the same scene unfolded again.

This time, Saint Son Yun Ting really went above and beyond.

Every time Yun Ting Shengzi touched the Hundred Cold Flower, it would shatter instantly.

What is going on?

What happened?

"Could it be that the aura or Daoist charm emanating from Saint Yun Ting is conflicting with the Hundred Cold Flowers?"

By this point, everyone could no longer afford to ignore the matter.

If Yun Ting Shengzi's cultivation level were average, then no one would pay him any attention at this time.

However, Yun Ting, the Holy Son, is extremely powerful, and every time he makes a move, he is able to get close to a Hundred Cold Flower.

The number of Hundred Cold Flowers blooming this time is limited.

If any problems were to arise with the Holy Son Yun Ting, everyone hoped that he would quietly observe from the sidelines and not get involved.

Even if other cultivators were incredibly unlucky, they would at least have obtained a Hundred Cold Flower in such a short time.

"hateful!"

With a roar, Saint Son Yunting stubbornly attacked again.

"Brother Yun Ting, wait!"

Chapter 850 The King of Hundred Cold Flowers in Full Bloom

"Holy Son Yun Ting, you mustn't!"

Just as Saint Yunting was about to harm another Hundred Cold Flower, many cultivators around him spoke up anxiously.

The situation is now very clear: there is something special about Saint Son Yun Ting.