Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

As Zen came out of Quenching Peak, he saw it was raining.

Rainy days were rare to come by in the dead of winter.

He looked up at Hell Mountain, located not so far off in the distance, and his eyes instantly hardened.

He used to think the mountain too far to get to. But as his strength increased day-by-day, he knew it wouldn't be too long before he finally rescued his sister.

Moving his eyes away from the mountain, he turned around and took off.

The All Peaks Competition would be a golden opportunity for him to display his talent. It would be the ultimate test of his strengths. Although there was still a long time to go before the competition was held, Zen was eager to make the best of every minute and second till then to prepare himself.

The competition was held every three years, and as it drew nearer, all the disciples began to feel a sense of urgency.

The outer disciples were anxious to shoot ahead of others and become inner disciples; while the inner ones were seeking to be awarded the higher rankings. The top-ranked ones in the inner circle were training themselves to obtain good scores in the competition.

Whether it was Skytop Peak, that ranked the first among the Peaks, or Drizzle Peak, that ranked the last, all the disciples including the mediocre and the highly talented ones were training hard.

Zen was no exception

time before, but now, he would need four, or even six

He had no choice but to let the Cloud Sect demand an outrageous charge from him—ten thousand cubic crystals in exchange for five thousand

the Magical Fish for about a week. After hours spent fighting against the

bottleneck on his road to the martial arts. Contrary to that, breaking through the first grade of nature level to reach the second was

sort out. Advancing from the consummation of nature level to the Illuminating Soul Realm was even more challenging. As a matter

second grade of nature level, but the points in his

Peak once he was done training in the Lake of the Magical Fish. His brows were deeply furrowed, and one could not see the joy of the breakthrough on his face. His points were quickly

in the Lake of the Magical Fish, but the Streamer Sword he had acquired could not be honed in that place, which meant that he could not brush up on

most suited place for practicing swordsmanship was the Seven-Star Sword Light Platform. That place did not consume as many points as the Lake of

guessed that it was probably because the Seven-Star Sword Light Platform had room for multiple people to practice simultaneously, whereas the

card, which would enable him

a sumptuous meal before taking some rest. To his surprise,

God of Rain after enduring a lengthy drought. If Wurth had sold the heavenly essence Zen had entrusted him with