Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 72: Do You Know? Drink a Cup of Spring Wine (2)

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When An Le heard this, he nodded solemnly.

Suddenly, the old man walked to the window with the lamp in his hand. Outside the window, he could see the spring rain in the courtyard, but he could vaguely hear footsteps.

His boots raised and landed, crushing the water on the ground. The sound of saber qi clanged like a bell in the night, and the sound wave came from Qingbo

Street.

“This saber qi is from Duke Wang.”

The old man raised his long eyebrows in surprise.

Then, as if he thought of something, his expression could not help but become strange. He looked at An Le with a hint of interest.

“You might have been promoted on the Little Sacred Ranking.”

The old man said.

An Le, on the other hand, looked confused. He had not done anything. He had yet to challenge Wang Qinhe, who was ranked 18th. How did he get promoted? “This time, it’s not you challenging Wang Qinhe, but him challenging you.”

The old man’s face was flushed as he spoke with a smile, looking like he was watching a show.

An Le’s expression returned to calm, and he had some thoughts. It was probably because he had broken through to the third realm of Body Tempering that the Little Sacred Ranking had changed.

“It’s rare for the Little Sacred Ranking to change, but if the First Mountain Lord of the First Mountain thinks that your combat strength is higher, it’s nothing strange for him to raise your ranking.”

“Most of the time, there won’t be any shifts. However, those who fell in rank are naturally unconvinced. It’s very common for them to issue a challenge overnight. There are also people who directly flipped and regained their ranking. After all, combat experience, combat techniques, and so on have a lot of impact. They can’t be counted.”

The old man smiled and said, “He was originally waiting for you, a newcomer on the rankings, to challenge him, but in the end, his ranking actually fell behind you. He naturally feels embarrassed, can’t sit still, and his pride does not allow it.”

An Le was enlightened.

On Qingbo Street, billions of drops of spring rain fell from the sky and landed on the ground. They were suddenly cut into mist by the saber qi.

A figure walked over with a saber. He was dressed in luxurious clothes and had a solemn expression.

Step by step, he stepped into Qingbo Street from the direction of Jing Street. On the cold spring night, there was only the sound of rain falling on the long street. The man’s footsteps crushed everything and echoed.

Wang Qinhe was depressed. In fact, anyone would be depressed.

The Little Sacred Ranking automatically changed, ranking a young man who had only been on the rankings for a few days above him. Moreover, the young man’s cultivation level was inferior to his, and he was a major realm behind him in Body Tempering.

However, such a person could suppress him. If this wasn’t humiliation, what was?

Those who dared to hold the Little Sacred Token were all mediocre. He, Wang Qinhe, was naturally not mediocre. He also had a sense of pride.

He stopped on the long street and looked at the empty Imperial Ancestral Temple Alley. The alley was extremely dark, and Wang Qinhe’s heart suddenly calmed down.

He pulled out the Dragon Spine Saber and pressed the tip of the saber against the ground. There seemed to be a saber cry echoing, as if he was listening to a dragon’s roar.

Wang Qinhe bathed in the spring rain. The rain instantly drenched his clothes and gathered into threads that dripped down his chin.

He took out the Little Sacred Ranking’s yellow book and wrapped it with his mental power before knocking it with his finger.

In an instant, the yellow book broke through the rain and galloped towards the small courtyard in Imperial Ancestral Temple Alley. Its Shedding Mortality mental power arrived on an object.

In the courtyard.

An Le stood in front of the window and looked at the mind of the yellow book of the Little Sacred Ranking that was rushing over. His expression did not change and he did not exert any pressure.

They were both at the third realm of Spirit Refinement, Shedding Mortality, so An Le was naturally fearless.

The Sword Furnace in the Niwan Palace trembled slightly. A mouthful of sword qi spewed out and shattered the other party’s mind that was attached to the yellow book. He reached out to take the yellow book and flipped to the end. Indeed, he saw that his ranking had increased by one place and he had already reached the 18th place.

The Spring Quarter Examination was imminent, but there was actually such an improvement. An Le was quite happy.

On Qingbo Street.

Sensing that his mental power had been shattered, Wang Qinhe’s expression remained unchanged. He leaned on his saber in the rainy night and his Qi

Blood surged. His fighting spirit rose steadily as he opened his mouth to fight.

“Wang Qinhe, ranked 19th on the Little Sacred Ranking, has fallen one place. He can’t calm down. I’ve specially come to challenge you tonight. Young Master An, are you willing to accept the challenge?”

Wang Qinhe’s fighting spirit boiled even more. His voice exploded and lingered on the long street and Rain Alley.

He had once said that he wanted to wait for An Le to challenge him openly. He wanted to experience what it was like to be a genius who obtained the Little Sacred Token with his own strength.

However, since there was a change now, it was the same if he came to challenge.

Around Qingbo Street, there were faint waves of mental power probing over. They were curious and wanted to see if An Le had the guts to accept this challenge.

Of course, An Le could refuse, but he only had one chance.

This challenge was definitely unavoidable. Those ranked last on the Little Sacred Ranking challenged the first place. After rejecting once, they could challenge again three days later. At that time, they could not refuse anymore.

Once the challenge was accepted, there would definitely be a victory or defeat. Victory or defeat had a huge impact on the holder of the Little Sacred Token.

Not only was it an impact on his mental state, but it was also an impact on his belief.

The shaking sound was like a cold spring breeze, shaking the leaves of the old locust tree in the silent courtyard.

The old man held the lamp and stood at the side. He looked at An Le curiously, not knowing if An Le would accept it.

An Le closed the yellow book, but there was no pressure on his face.

A heroic qi even surged in his heart. Since he was above Wang Qinhe in the rankings, what was there to fear?

Just now, when he was observing the Molten Gold Age, he saw the old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple holding the bamboo sword, slashing with Green Mountain three times against Emperor Yuan Meng. His heroic qi soared into the sky.

How could An Le retreat?

In fact, An Le was looking forward to this battle. He wanted to use this battle to nurture the heroic qi in his heart.

He had just obtained the Dao Fruit [Heroic Qi Attraction] and was naturally unwilling to retreat.

It was not that he had never fought across realms before. Luo Qingchen’s coachman, Zhu Shan, was a realm higher than him in the Body Tempering Realm back then, but An Le still fought against him and won..