As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills



"If you survive three of my punches, I will spare your life today." 

On the Saint Cultivation Platform, Jiang Ming's voice was calm and arrogant. At the same time, he provoked Liu Xuantong, Bai Xuanruo, and a prodigy from the Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven. His last sentence was a blatant expression of disdain toward Liu Xuantong. 

This arrogant and unrestrained attitude surprised everyone, and they looked at him in astonishment. 

"This fellow has lost his mind!" 

"Is he really a nobody? I guess he's just a kid who came from a remote village and doesn't know what's good for him." 

Even Huai Mei looked at him as if she were looking at a lunatic. 

"Do you know what you're saying? Liu Xuantong and Bai Xuanruo are the true geniuses of the younger generation of the Feather Kingdom. They are the geniuses nurtured by the forces behind them with countless resources. They are extremely terrifying!"

Huai Mei's voice was slightly heavy as she said, "It's rumored that the two of them have joined a top sect outside of the Feather Kingdom. They have a deep heritage, and their foundation is not inferior to that of a blessed land of immortal cultivation. It's suspected that they have mastered the shocking secret technique of that sect. I know that you might have some trump cards and secret techniques. However, the waters here are too deep. You really can't stay here!" Although Huai Mei had previously looked down on Jiang Ming, when he was about to take a risk, she still patiently advised him. "The path of immortal cultivation is definitely not that simple. You have obtained such a dense spiritual light today, which is already a feat that others can't hope to achieve. You should be satisfied and leave!" 

Jiang Ming looked at the woman with a strange gaze and found that she did not seem as annoying as before. 

"Thank you for your kind intentions. However, I'm afraid that I can't leave just because I want to." He smiled nonchalantly. 

"Hahaha, you're so conceited. Why would you flee without fighting?" Liu Xuantong stood in the distance, his eyes cold as he sneered, "However, I have never taken advantage of anyone since I started cultivating. Thus, I have my own rules. Brat, if you force me to use the power of my third eye, then you win. All the spiritual light I condensed will be yours!" 

As soon as he said this, the other geniuses did not think that he was going easy on them. Instead, they all sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at him in shock. 

"Has this guy's third eye really been cultivated?" Bai Xuanruo stared at Liu Xuantong, wanting to see what was going on. 

Although he and Liu Xuantong belonged to different sects, they had both been trained in a major sect outside the Feather Kingdom. Therefore, they could be considered competitors. 

"Hehe, if that's the case, then I can only hope that the brat returns to his senses and begs for forgiveness. Otherwise, if Liu Xuantong were to use his third eye, he would die in mere seconds." 

Nearby, the spectating geniuses of the various grotto-heavens and blessed lands revealed sympathetic looks in their eyes. There were also many people who had mocking expressions and gloated. 

As time passed, more and more geniuses gathered here. Their bodies were surrounded by dense spiritual light. Their auras were deep and profound, and they were extraordinary. 

However, those who could reach this place were basically from powerful backgrounds and came from large factions with long histories. Even if there were a small number of individual cultivators, they were inextricably linked to mid-sized factions. None of them were purely unorthodox. 

Immortal cultivators also valued social circles. Geniuses like them from the major forces naturally recognized each other. 

However, the appearance of Jiang Ming, who was suspected to be an individual cultivator in the mountains, made many people dissatisfied. How dare he stand on the same level as them? 

Now that they saw that he was about to be defeated, they were naturally happy to see this happen. 

Bai Xuanruo's face was murderous. He was about to say something. He wanted revenge. Only by letting Zhang Shan die by his hand could he be satisfied. 

However, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black-robed figure from the corner of his eye. The spiritual light around him was so dense that it almost materialized. He was the most dazzling person present. 

The moment he appeared, he attracted the attention of quite a number of people, who involuntarily distanced themselves from him. 

At this moment, the black-robed figure was staring at Zhang Shan with a strange gaze, as if he was interested. 

"Something is wrong." Bai Xuanruo was shocked and quickly shut his mouth. 

The figure seemed to have noticed Bai Xuanruo's gaze. He turned around and smiled gently at him before turning back. 

"What a sharp divine will. As expected of the Holy Son from the Ancient Kingdom Blessed Land." 

Bai Xuanruo felt a chill in his heart as he realized that he was no match for that person. 

"He seems to be interested in Zhang Shan. Could it be that there is something special about that seemingly ordinary individual cultivator?" 

Bai Xuanruo's mind raced. "Hmph, that's good. I'll let Liu Xuantong test the waters first. If he really falls, it'll be a good thing. A disciple from a force that isn't even a blessed land of immortal cultivation dares to stand on equal footing with me." 

On the other side, the disciple of the Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven, who was criticized by Jiang Ming for not being proficient in swordsmanship, was about to speak up when a rough hand suddenly squeezed his shoulder. 

"Stop arguing! Be nice!" A gentle and calm voice sounded. However, it made this young genius instantly give in and obey.