Peerless Battle Spirit

A young man wearing a long robe embroidered with gold, with long hair to the waist entered the hall.

The young man did not have any aura, but for some reason, the hall was slightly brighter as he arrived, with a hint of warmth.

The people also had an urge to get closer to him.

However, no one dared to do so. The young man’s pride was long carved into his bones.

“Greetings, Young Master!”

The Peerless Ruler and the five Supreme Elders of the Nine Palace Golden Immortal Sect rose to their feet and brought their hands together.

“Young…Young Master?”

Lots of people in the hall were astounded.

The Nine Palace Golden Immortal Sect was one of the thirteen Supreme Daoism factions in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm. As such, its Young Master clearly surpassed the status of a Peerless Ruler.

Why would someone of such level come here in person?

“The Young Master of the Nine Palace Golden Immortal Sect? So you are Meng Jiugong?”

The authorities of the rest of the Supreme Daoism factions, Luo Yan, and the other Peerless Geniuses were startled.

“Meng Jiugong?”

Xu Xianzhi’s eyes flickered with astonishment too.

However, she quickly collected her thoughts and transmitted her voice to Qin Nan, Qiu Hong, and the others.

“The Patriarch of the Nine Palace Golden Immortal Sect has two sons. The eldest son is Meng Jinxian, an Exceptional Genius, and the second son is Meng Jiugong, the successor of the Nine Palace Golden Immortal Sect.”

“Even though Meng Jiugong is only a peak Human Immortal, and has yet to master the Four Extremities, he was born with a unique body constitution.”

She glanced at Qin Nan and continued, “The flesh is known as the Flesh of Good Luck.”

Qin Nan, Qiu Hong, and the rest were stunned.

Flesh of Good Luck?

“Since ancient times, many authorities believed that luck differs for every person. Each Peerless Genius, Exceptional Genius, or Nine Heavens Supreme was said to possess outstanding luck.”

“However, it was impossible to determine how much luck a person has, let alone manipulate it. However, the Flesh of Good Luck allows the person to control his luck.”

Xu Xianzhi said in a soft voice, “Rumors say that Meng Jiugong was flanked by a few hundred Heaven Gods when he was ascending as an immortal. The man did not do anything, but the Heaven Gods all died in a bizarre way.”

“Meng Jiugong accidentally went into a dangerous place, yet he somehow discovered a shocking succession, allowing him to ascend as an immortal.”

Qiu Hong, Wan Xiao, and the Blood-Eye Human Immortal gasped.

They did not expect Meng Jiugong’s Flesh of Good Luck would possess such terrifying capabilities.

“The world is full of extraordinary things indeed.”

Qin Nan’s eyes were filled with astonishment. He was rather intrigued too.

The Flesh of Good Luck was surely not invincible, meaning that it would have some kind of weakness too, but what would it be?

“Fellow cultivators, I have come up with the Immortal Ascension Ranking with the news I have collected. Does any of you have something to say about it?”

Meng Jiugong proceeded to the main seat. He looked at the crowd and said with a calm smile.

It was as if he was an emperor, facing ministers and subordinates.

“Considering how knowledgeable Brother Meng is, I believe the Immortal Ascension Ranking would be very accurate. We have no objection about it.”

Luo Yan, and the other Peerless Geniuses quickly said.

They were not trying to fawn upon Meng Jiugong, but the man was the Young Master of the Nine Palace Golden Immortal Sect. Clearly, he would not simply come up with an unreliable ranking.

Xiu Shenliang grinned, but an elder quickly covered his mouth when he was about to utter his scornful comments, forcing him to remain silent.

“You…”

Meng Jiugong looked at Qin Nan, “You must be Qin Nan, the God of Misfortune?”

The people in the hall immediately gathered their attention onto Qin Nan.

“Qin Nan is here too?”

Ding Tianqi, Gu Zhenyi, and many Peerless Geniuses were startled.

Qin Nan had stayed in a corner after entering the palace. They were not paying much attention to the other cultivators in the hall, thus none of them had noticed his presence.

As for the authorities of the Supreme Daoism factions, and the Peerless Geniuses including Xiu Shenliang and the others, they seemed rather curious after learning Qin Nan’s background.

Qin Nan was just an average Peerless Genius. How did he attract Meng Jiugong’s attention

“You have the Flesh of Bad Fortune from ancient times, and you must know that I am the only person with the Flesh of Good Luck in history too.”

Meng Jiugong raised his wine cup before Qin Nan could speak and said, “It is exactly why I am here today.”

The authorities and the Peerless Geniuses immediately came to a realization.

Even though it was rare to have fifteen Immortal Ancient places showing up simultaneously, it was still unlikely that the Young Master of the Nine Palace Golden Immortal Sect would come in person to set up the bets.

“Does that mean this Qin Nan is Meng Jiugong’s arch-enemy?”

The authorities and the Peerless Geniuses realized something important, they immediately turned restless.

Meng Jiugong was different than the other Peerless Geniuses and Exceptional Geniuses. Even if they dispensed Heaven Immortals, or even Peerless Rulers, they would struggle to kill him still.

If he did have an arch-enemy…

It would serve as a piece of great news to the other factions!

“Meng Jiugong has his eyes on Qin Nan?”

Qiu Hong, Wan Xiao, and the Blood-Eye Human Immortal were startled.

If Meng Jiugong was seriously treating Qin Nan as his arch-enemy, it was surely not good news for them.

“Everyone, I believe you’ve misunderstood, I didn’t think of him as an arch-enemy.

Meng Jiugong glanced at Qin Nan with a disdainful grin, “The truth is, you are actually worthy to be placed in the fifth rank with your strength.”

“However, it’s quite unlucky that you’ve caught my attention.”

“Since I’m here, your luck will be suppressed, and you will live up to your name as the God of Misfortune. There’s no way you ascend as an immortal.”

Following the words, a Human Immortal aura swept across the hall.

Colorful lights burst out of Meng Jiugong’s body. They were the symbol of luck that many people had mentioned.

“This Qin Nan is out of luck.”

The authorities and the Peerless Geniuses shook their heads.

They initially thought the two would be one another’s arch-enemy, yet Qin Nan’s Flesh of Bad Fortune was clearly outmatched by Meng Jiugong’s Flesh of Good Luck.

Qiu Hong, Wan Xiao, and the Blood-Eye Human Immortal wore dark faces.

They finally understood why Meng Jiugong would say that he was already being merciful by not putting Qin Nan at the bottom of the ranking.

Qin Nan wore a calm face.

He could easily resolve the situation by stating the truth. He just needed to tell everyone that he did not have the Flesh of Bad Fortune.

But…

How could he back away now that the man had provoked him?

“What if…”

“What if I managed to ascend as an immortal?”