This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

"Lu Qingshan, it's all on you now," Mo Yan walked up to Lu Qingshan and faced him, pursing his lips, "My abilities are limited; this is as far as I can go…"

Lu Qingshan nodded slightly.

He naturally understood Mo Yan's goodwill.

When Mo Yan had gone up to fight, he already knew that it was unlikely for him to win this battle.

His exertion was not only due to his unwillingness to concede; a significant reason also lay in his hope to force out more of Zhou Yuan's cards.

After all, having received byes in three rounds, Zhou Yuan, rested and prepared, was clear on everyone else's tactics, but the others knew next to nothing of Zhou Yuan's methods, except for that one Flame Fox.

And after Mo Yan had fused three kinds of Netherfire, he had successfully forced out Zhou Yuan's second tactic.

The Fourth Grade Late Stage Feathered Serpent.

A method that deeply chilled everyone's hearts.

Just having an Early Stage Nascent Soul like Zhou Yuan was already immensely awe-inspiring for them, and now there was also a Fourth Grade Late Stage Feathered Serpent.

They saw the battle as fundamentally unwinnable in their eyes.

This is the terrifying aspect of Beast Cultivation.

However, it just so happened that he also possessed certain counters to Beast Cultivation, which conversely was also good news.

Lu Qingshan thought to himself.

In everyone's eyes, Lu Qingshan having fought up to now must have played all his cards.

But Lu Qingshan knew that he still had his two strongest cards unplayed.

These were also what he relied on to achieve victory against Zhou Yuan by overcoming the difference in their ranks.

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"The sixth round of the arena battle has concluded. The final battle of the Seven Domains Conclave will begin in the next two hours, featuring Lu Qingshan versus Zhou Yuan for the championship of the Seven Domains Conclave," declared Taiyin Sect Leader, floating above and overlooking everyone.

A stir and commotion ensued.

Finally, after six rounds of arena battles, the Seven Domains Conclave approached its climax.

Only by witnessing the most spectacular scene can we better move forward.

For the cultivators watching the battle, this experience in the Seven Domains Conclave had been extremely beneficial.

For those cultivators from top Sects, setting aside more secretive thoughts like transmission of lineages, the outstanding young cultivators in this Conclave truly excited them.

Bound to their own territories and after heavy selection, a distinguished disciple might emerge only every few decades or centuries. In this Seven Domains Conclave, such talents were abundant.

If they could truly recruit these talented cultivators into their own Sects, these individuals would inevitably become the foundation of the Sects in the next hundred or thousand years.

The most outstanding of these talented cultivators could even potentially become the cornerstone for the rise of a Sect.

For instance, in the eyes of the Grand Master of Jinyang, Mo Yan was an essential figure for their Candle Dragon Hall to advance to become the second Dharma Cultivation Taoist Sect.

The Seven Domains Conclave wasn't over yet, but his mind was already not on the upcoming final battle but on contemplating what terms to offer to draw Mo Yan into Candle Dragon Hall.

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Time slowly passed. With the help of the pure Spiritual Liquid provided by the Taiyin Sect Leader, Lu Qingshan had restored his Vital Essence to its peak condition a half-hour before the final battle was to begin.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were as deep as the stars and slowly looked towards Zhou Yuan, who was already waiting for the final battle to start.

"I saw your performance earlier, very impressive. A Golden Core Realm Sword Cultivator, I haven't seen anyone stronger than you," Zhou Yuan said, breaking the ice with rare praise as he saw Lu Qingshan looking over.

"If I were also in the Golden Core Realm, I wouldn't dare guarantee I could beat you, but…" Zhou Yuan paused, smiled lightly, "unfortunately, the rules are as such, and I can't blame myself for suppressing you with my Nascent Soul Cultivation."

Lu Qingshan, neither haughty nor humble, replied lightly, "Whether you can suppress me or not remains to be seen."

Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed with a gleam, he chuckled, closed his eyes to rest, and did not answer back.

An hour had finally passed.

As soon as the time arrived, both figures leaped up and simultaneously ascended to Arena One, standing diagonally across from each other, staring from a distance.

Lu Qingshan breathed steadily, gazing at Zhou Yuan calmly, his heart as still as water.

Having come this far, he was absolutely unwilling to lose.

Both men on the stage poised for confrontation; one radiantly handsome and transcendental, with elegant features, the other stout and formidable, exuding an aura as deep as an abyss, the pressure from him suddenly intensifying.

This was a selection from among the Human Race Cultivators under fifty from the Seven Domains, the most talented two they could offer.

With the attention of thousands, the breaths of the crowd were faintly suspended.

"Do you think Lu Qingshan has a chance to win against Zhou Yuan?" the elder beside Zhuan Zhu asked with keen interest.

Zhuan Zhu pondered for a moment before shaking his head slowly, "It's highly unlikely. If Zhou Yuan were just at Golden Core Perfection, or if Lu Qingshan were also at the Nascent Soul Realm, Lu Qingshan would definitely win this battle.

But a Golden Core against a Nascent Soul, the gap is too large to bridge."

For Cultivators of their level, it was rare to misjudge a situation.

Not to mention that Zhuan Zhu held Lu Qingshan in such high esteem; his words indicated that Lu Qingshan's chances of winning were indeed very slim.
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It was evident that in all the previous battles, both sides had their supporters.

Yet at the time of the final battle, hardly anyone was optimistic about Lu Qingshan's chances.

Speaking of being nearly,"

"Lu Qingshan will definitely claim the championship!" Spirit Moon clenched her little fists, her eyes full of determination.

The round-faced female Cultivator touched her forehead and said helplessly, "Sister Spirit Moon, I think not only did Lu Qingshan defeat you, but he also must have confused you.

You should at least provide some rationale for why Lu Qingshan could win, to be confident about it.

From the current situation, except for being more handsome than Zhou Yuan, Lu Qingshan has no advantages."

Spirit Moon stubbornly shook her head, "Although I can't find a reason, I just feel that he can win."

"What's the use of what you feel..." the round-faced female Cultivator muttered softly.

"Have you forgotten about that ability of mine?" There was a sly gleam in Spirit Moon's eyes.

The round-faced female Cultivator suddenly shuddered, "You saw something?"

Spirit Moon gently nodded her little head.

With that, the round-faced female Cultivator also perked up, looking at the extraordinarily handsome, incredibly young Sword Cultivator on the stage, disbelief surfacing in her eyes.

It should... surely not be possible, right?

...

The moment Taiyin Sect Leader announced the start of the match.

Zhou Yuan suddenly stepped forward, and immediately, a wildly fierce Spiritual Power fluctuation swept out from his body like surging waves.

Feeling the oppressive Spiritual Power from the Nascent Soul Cultivator, Lu Qingshan's expression remained utterly unmoved.

Boom!

The next moment, a Flame Fox crashed into Zhou Yuan, sparks flying everywhere.

Zhou Yuan transformed into a giant of flames.

This was an ability unique to the Flame Fox Demon Beast, to merge one's fiery strength with another.

Zhou Yuan's expression was severe as he fiercely clenched his fist, and the force he wielded roared out, transforming into several Flame Spears, speeding like lightning, targeting the vital points all around Lu Qingshan's body.