Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 129: The Young Man Challenges the Nomad Flute, Fight the Whole of Lin ‘an (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The woman’s smile returned.

However, An Le was still smiling. He raised his head and looked past the red lanterns hanging on the railing of the high floor of the pavilion. There, a man in plain clothes stood upright and looked down at An Le.

“Aunt Xuan, please let Master An come up.”

The man spoke, his voice drifting over.

The smile on Aunt Xuan’s face remained. She sighed softly and turned to An Le.

“Young Master An, please.”

There was less enthusiasm in her words.

An Le followed the woman called Aunt Xuan all the way up the ladder. The Falling Flower Pavilion immediately became a little quiet. Many gazes followed

An Le and Aunt Xuan’s movements.

At this moment, many people’s hearts were already in turmoil. After the change in the Little Sacred Ranking today, An Le jumped from 18th place to 16th place.

Initially, everyone was still shocked by An Le’s breakthrough. However, they did not expect An Le to challenge Ximen Qiuhua, who was ranked 15th, as soon as night fell!

Ximen Qiuhua’s Body Tempering and Spirit Refinement were both at the fourth realm. Although An Le’s Spirit Refinement had broken through to the fourth realm, his Body Tempering was still only at the third realm!

They were both geniuses. Did An Le want to cross realms to fight?

Ximen Qiuhua was different from Wang Qinhe. He had really relied on his talent to obtain the Little Sacred Token. The only reason why he was ranked 15th was because his cultivation level was a little weak. He had just broken through to the fourth realm.

His experience was not a secret in the Falling Flower Pavilion. His zither and tea skills had long attracted the attention of many dignitaries.

However, because of his background, Ximen Qiuhua’s cultivation started a little late and fell too far behind. Therefore, although he obtained the Little Sacred Token with his own strength, it was difficult for him to have a good ranking in terms of cultivation.

On this point, many people felt that An Le and Ximen Qiuhua were somewhat similar.

On the fifth level of the Falling Flower Pavilion, the door was pushed open, and a little sandalwood fragrance floated out. This level was rather quiet and lacked the smell of rouge and powder, as if it was a place to pay respects to Buddha, not a place for fireworks.

An Le stepped into the house and the door could not help but be closed by Aunt Xuan. In an instant, it was completely isolated from the outside world, and there was no more noise.

It was really interesting to obtain silence in a noisy place like the Falling Flower Pavilion.

An Le entered the room in white and saw a handsome man in plain clothes sitting by the tea table.

“Young Master An, please.”

When Ximen Qiuhua saw An Le and knew that the latter was here to challenge him, he did not look too surprised.

An Le sat on a chair several feet away from him.

Ximen Qiuhua took off the boiling hot water on the carbon stove and picked a few tea leaves to drop into the green porcelain cup. He then soaked them in hot water and spread the tea leaves inside. Beside the ebony tea table, there was a charred-tailed yellow pear wood zither. The strings on it emitted a flickering silver light under the light of the small oil lamp beside the table.

A cup of hot tea was wrapped in mental power and floated towards An Le.

An Le took it. The green tea in the smooth and warm teacup was crystal clear and its color was extremely tempting. After playing with the teacup for a while, An Le finished it in one gulp.

The rich fragrance of tea burst out of his mouth, completely releasing the taste of the tea leaves and the spiritual energy contained in them.

The tea skills that were pleasing to the eye, the control of temperature, and the control of time were extremely precise.

“Young Master An is challenging me? If I remember correctly, Young Master has only risen to 16th place today, right? Shouldn’t you consolidate your strength before challenging me?” Ximen Qiuhua looked at An Le and asked gently.

“I don’t have much time left. I have to hurry.” An Le put down his teacup and replied softly.

The two of them did not look like opponents who were about to fight to the death on the Little Sacred Ranking. They were more like old friends who had been drinking tea and chatting for many years.

“There’s not much time…” Ximen Qiuhua seemed to be puzzled. He played with the tea set on the tea table and thought of something. He suddenly raised his head and stared at An Le.

“Could it be that… Young Master An wants to challenge all the way up and replicate the legendary rise of General You’an back then?” Ximen Qiuhua asked in surprise.

An Le did not answer him. He raised his hand, and as his mental power spread, the Ink Pool Sword swept out.

The slightly trembling Ink Pool Sword emitted a sword cry. In an instant, dense sword qi intertwined in the room.

“My cultivation level is weak to begin with, but fortunately, my talent is not bad. Battle is excellent nourishment for me to increase my strength. I’ll nurture battle with battle. Perhaps I can show some sharpness during the Hall Examination and make those rats who are spying on me, and want to scheme against and harm me, feel fear.”

“In this world, background is very important, but one’s strength is the true capital to be arrogant.”

“I want to make myself stronger. I also want to climb high and look into the distance. I will stand at the top and look down on all the mountains.”

“There’s so much trouble in Lin’an that I can’t avoid it in time. If I want to be involved, I’ll form a vortex of my own.”

“I’ll nurture my invincible aura, challenge the Little Sacred Ranking, and fight the whole of Lin’an.” An Le said softly.

His voice was not loud, but it was filled with sonorousness, causing Ximen Qiuxian, who was sitting behind the tea table, to narrow his eyes slightly.

Fight the whole of Lin’an!

What an arrogant young man, what a domineering ambition. His brilliant fighting spirit was like the sun hanging high in the sky, making Ximen Qiuhua’s heart tremble slightly, but he could not help but admire him.

It was too difficult to walk the path of Legendary Top Scholar Li You’an’s undefeated legend. The courage required was too great. Even a verbal declaration was enough to scare too many people away.

As for the young man in front of him, with the cultivation of the third realm of Body Tempering and the fourth realm of Spirit Refinement, he raised the sword in his hand and wanted to walk the legendary path of the Legendary Top Scholar again. He wanted to challenge the Little Sacred Ranking and fight the whole of Lin’an..