Hua Xiaoying felt helpless, yet seeing him so calm and collected, an inexplicable anticipation arose in her heart. She nodded and said, "If defeat is inevitable, concede early."

Li Xuan’s background is clear and traceable, there is absolutely no "collusion with outsiders."

And as long as Li Xuan realized the situation was unfavorable and conceded quickly, she could rush out to save the day in a moment.

This was Hua Xiaoying’s plan. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Feng Xiongyi saw through her immediately.

The brief verbal skirmish was like an advance scout.

Initially, Feng Xiongyi was somewhat nervous, but now he felt slightly relieved; at least he thought Hua Xiaoying hadn’t transferred the Sect Treasure to Li Xuan.

The Spirit Treasure requires a connection to the Spirit root, giving it now... would be too late.

With his mind set, Feng Xiongyi put away the soybeans, as he needed to save this Spirit Treasure for the second half against Hua Xiaoying.

He planned to quickly kill Li Xuan, then directly force Hua Xiaoying into the sect’s main prison.

Thus, the soybean Spirit Treasure could not be used.

Feng Xiongyi glanced around and suddenly looked at Li Xuan, saying, "This place is crowded and not suitable for fighting; dare to go with me to Huachi Peak?"

Huachi Peak is one of the barren peaks among the five peaks of Lingyi Sect.

After guessing that Li Xuan was no match for him, Feng Xiongyi worried that Hua Xiaoying would play tricks. After all... no fool would let a weaker disciple challenge him.

The only answer is: this is a facade; the real killing move must be elsewhere.

Therefore, he wanted to choose an open area where he wouldn’t be affected by anything.

Having spoken, Feng Xiongyi didn’t wait for Li Xuan’s reply but sternly commanded, "All disciples listen up! Now, Li Xuan of Purple Mist Peak challenges me, seeking my position as Peak Master.

I will fight him on the summit of Huachi Peak. Then there is no need to observe who wins or loses; whoever walks down from Huachi Peak alive will be the Feiguang Peak Master."

Hua Xiaoying was stunned, her face slightly pale, and opened her mouth to speak, but didn’t have the time, as the many cultivators had already echoed, "Respect the Acting Sect Leader Feng’s order."

Hua Xiaoying hurried to speak but met Li Xuan’s gaze.

Those eyes were calm and carried a comforting power.

Though Hua Xiaoying intended to support him, she found that she had nothing she could offer at the moment and felt anxious and helpless.

"Foster mother, don’t worry."

Li Xuan clenched his fist but still pretended to be calm and said a sentence.

Then he looked at the dumbfounded Feng Mengrou and said, "Senior sister, take care."

"Junior brother..."

Feng Mengrou stretched out her hand but seemed powerless.

Feng Xiongyi glanced over and became increasingly satisfied with himself, smiling as he said, "Let’s go."

With these words, he straightened his posture, flew on his sword, like a rushing wind, and quickly went far away.

Li Xuan controlled his sword and followed.

The two gradually went further away, with a group of cultivators tailing behind. Yet, when they reached the foot of Huachi Peak, they all stopped, as Acting Sect Leader Feng had made the rules clear.

...

...

The two went deeper.

When they reached the summit of Huachi Peak, around them clouds and mist rose from the valleys, making the place hazy.

Snap.

Feng Xiongyi landed and said, "Here..."

Before "here" was fully said, he suddenly felt something amiss.

Turning his head, he saw a golden light with a roaring sound tearing through the air from behind.

"Ambush!?"

Feng Xiongyi sneered coldly, and without moving a finger, his sword split into nine in an instant.

The nine swords required a lot of materials, and the "Stacked Soldiers Array" was extremely complicated, always exclusive to Peak Masters.

And all Peak Masters needed an initial move to control swords, but only Feng Xiongyi did not because... the inheritance of Feiguang Peak was in the form of a method called "Innocent Snake Swordsmanship."

Said to be innocent, it was extremely sinister.

Li Xuan had seen Luo E’s flying sword, seen Senior Sister Feng’s flying sword, and even his foster mother had demonstrated flying sword techniques to him.

But that Lingyi Swordsmanship was completely standard, straightforward and direct.

Yet, Feng Xiongyi’s sword was peculiarly strange, like nine venomous snakes; as soon as it was unsheathed, it danced in a bizarre, twisted, agile, and dazzling manner.

Like a swarm of glimmering snakes dancing madly from the deep sea.

In an instant, the void seemed filled with flying swords, densely intertwined, ringing and roaring; some were facing Li Xuan’s ambushing flying swords, others were aiming at Li Xuan.

The sword aura was chilling, emanating the power to suppress demonic fire poison.

With extreme speed, the sword’s momentum rushed forward in an instant.

Li Xuan saw the sword’s might and manipulated his flying sword with his Spirit root while turning to the ground to dodge the incoming sword.

These flying swords were powerful, much stronger than the previous elders of Feiguang Peak.

Before encountering them, it was difficult for Li Xuan to estimate their power.

But estimate he must.

Because he had to understand the standard of "Lingyi Sect’s top combat power," only then could he further evaluate and speculate the overall situation.

Bang!

Li Xuan landed, stepping on the wild grass, leaping aside.

Feng Xiongyi stood upon a sword in mid-air, watching Li Xuan’s position.

He smirked, flicking a finger slightly.

The sword chased faster than him, following a bizarre trajectory, silently and swiftly pursuing Li Xuan, getting ever closer.

Li Xuan’s movements were nimble. Just as he was about to be caught, he suddenly spun around, taking Feng Xiongyi as the center and circling him...

Suddenly, Feng Xiongyi softly voiced "Huh," and then looked at the flying sword engaging with his swords on the other side.

Logically, if Li Xuan ran, the flying sword should lose control.

Yet now, the flying sword was still striking.

Bam!

One sword knocked away his flying sword.

Another sword knocked away a second one.

Whoosh!

The sword pierced through his sword net, shooting straight at him.

"This power? This control?"

Feng Xiongyi was stunned, frowning as he said, "So you also have inherited Sword Control Skill. Unfortunately, your sword is not up to par."