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Sixteen felt that Sister White Dragon was still angry about Song Shuhang using her as a scarf and wrapping her around his neck.

"Badmouthing Shuhang?" Sister White Dragon patted Sixteen lightly with her little claw.

This girl is still too young and naive.

How are we badmouthing Song Shuhang? We're simply speaking the truth!

If the two of them wanted to truly badmouth Song Shuhang, they could have easily done so.

For example, they could say that if a body-tempering cultivator were to punch Song Shuhang in the face, while Song Shuhang's face would remain safe, the body-tempering cultivator's fist might have ended up with a print of Song Shuhang's face on their hand. This would have been a much better way to badmouth Song Shuhang!

While they were talking, the two body-tempering cultivators on the screen had already finished their fight.

These two cultivators had the same strength, physique, and stamina.

They had been fighting for a long time before Pavilion Master Chu began showcasing their fight.

When they started smacking each other's face, they ended up entering a battle where they traded blow for blow and injury for injury.

After the two of them had fought for a while, they both fell from the sky.

Both cultivators had passed out at the same time.

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"This kind of fighting lacks skills. This is negative material, so you two must not learn from it." After Sister White Dragon finished evaluating the fight, she gave her opinion to Sixteen and the black-skinned Soft Feather.

This kind of reckless fighting style lacked skill and blindly relied on the strength of the body. Such a style was not suitable for Sixteen and Soft Feather.

"I feel that the battle was really passionate. Sometimes, this kind of fighting style can bring out a cultivator's potential," retorted Pavilion Master Chu.

She found herself captivated by their well-sculpted and swelling muscles, as well as their passion as they launched and received punches.

Sometimes, the love for a person makes one biased toward those with even a tinge of similarity to them.

"Splash~"

"Thud~"

The two muscular cultivators landed on the ground one after another, but they made different noises. One of them fell into a small lake in one of the Heavenly City Fragments and created huge waves, while the other fell right in front of Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.

The latter fell very close to Thrice Reckless, creating a deep pit in the ground. As body-tempering cultivators, they had strong bodies, so they did not become meat paste after the fall. Instead, it was the ground and the small lake that suffered tons of damage when they fell into them.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber, who was nearly hit, was startled.

"I was only one step away from being crushed!" Thrice Reckless was terrified. If he had been hit directly, he would have been squashed to death!

Fortunately, the body-tempering cultivator had landed a step away from him and he was protected by the gray liquid.

"It's Senior White we're talking about. With him, fortune is always accompanied by danger." Sixteen's voice sounded from Pavilion Master Chu's strand of hair.

When they escaped from the Lock Immortal Prison, that was when fortune came into play.

It was thus normal for the danger to follow.

Is it possible that since little friend Shuhang isn't here to bear the brunt of the bad luck, that role has been passed on to me? Thrice Reckless Mad Saber thought to himself.

Thrice Reckless looked into the deep pit. The muscular Seventh Stage cultivator's face was covered in blood and caved in due to the brutal fight just now. His body was covered in deep fist marks. Despite that, he was slowly recovering.

After thinking for a while, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber asked the strand of hair, "Is this guy from the Ancient Heavenly City's side? Or is he one of the invaders? Seniors, can you tell the difference?"

Sister White Dragon's voice sounded, "He's a member of the Ancient Heavenly City. He has a code mark on his body. It's on his wrist."

As the Ancestral Golden Dragon of the Ancient Heavenly City, she was familiar with such code marks.

"Great." Thrice Reckless Mad Saber laughed. "It was unlucky that he nearly hit me just now, but it is our fortune that this Venerable is a member of the Ancient Heavenly City."

After saying that, he took out a mask from his pocket.

This mask was a one-time-use artifact created by Silver Trigram.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber observed the unconscious muscular cultivator carefully and put on the mask.

Soon after, his appearance changed, becoming the same as the muscular Venerable. He even managed to copy the mark on the other party's wrist, as well as their facial structure and body shape.

However, because he was still covered by the gray liquid, his figure was only the size of a fingernail.

After disguising himself, or rather shapeshifting, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber clenched his fists and performed a set of basic punches on the spot.

"The muscles all over my body seem to be real. This is not just some simple disguise!" Thrice Reckless murmured.

He felt as if he had really turned into the muscular Venerable.

The disguise technique of the Metal Trigram clan was truly miraculous.

In the future, who could recognize Copper Trigram if he became this good?

At the same time, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber had a sudden thought.

Copper Trigram... Is he really Copper Trigram?

From what they knew, Copper Trigram belonged to the family of Metal Trigrams, and above Copper Trigram seemed to be Silver Trigram, while above Silver Trigram appeared to be Gold Trigram.

However, Copper Trigram never seemed to have mentioned having a master named Silver Trigram, or the existence of a Gold Trigram.

"Perhaps there are no Silver or Gold Trigram in the world and all of them are just Copper Trigram in disguise…" Thrice Reckless Mad Saber pinched his chin and thought.

"Senior Thrice Reckless, Senior Copper Trigram has a disciple named Iron Trigram." The voice of the black-skinned Soft Feather came from the strand of hair, reminding Thrice Reckless Mad Saber of something he seemed to have overlooked.

"That's right." Thrice Reckless laughed and decided to stop thinking about this matter for now.

Afterward, he made a hand seal, and his figure emerged from the gray liquid.

When he emerged from the liquid, his figure swelled rapidly. In a blink of an eye, he reverted to his normal size.

Sixteen asked, "Does Senior Thrice Reckless want to rely on the disguise to find the Sage's resurrection formation?"

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber nodded and said, "Yes. This guy happens to be seriously injured, so I can make use of his identity to move around the battlefield."

Pavilion Master Chu asked, "The question is, what should we do with this Seventh Stage Venerable?"

Sister White Dragon hesitated for a moment and said, "If possible... Let him live."

While they were conversing, the virtuous lamia emerged from the gray liquid.

She stretched out her hand, and the fat virtuous whale appeared.

The fat whale looked at the seriously injured Venerable and swallowed him in one go. That solved the problem of how to deal with him for the moment.

Sister White Dragon asked, "Fairy @#%×, your fat whale won't end up digesting him, right?"

The virtuous lamia giggled, and she patted the virtuous fat whale lightly.

In the next moment, the belly of the fat whale squirmed.

The injuries that the muscular cultivator had suffered began to recover. The virtuous fat whale actually had a healing ability.

After the virtuous fat whale swallowed the cultivator, the virtuous lamia returned into the gray liquid and went back to being the size of a fingernail.

At the same time, hurried footsteps could be heard coming from outside the pit.

"Quickly! Quickly rescue the injured Venerable Azure Reckless. He's in the pit!" Someone from the medical staff of the Heavenly City could be heard shouting from outside the pit.

Azure Reckless?

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: "..."