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“Just one pot and he's flying away… Didn't we agree that I would unleash my true strength and have a good fight!?”

Xu Ming looked at the flying Old Sword, wanting to comfort him, but not knowing how—a Chaotic Realm expert comforting a World Lord felt somewhat strange.

Whoosh—

While flying, Old Sword stopped suppressing his cultivation.

Having recovered his World Lord level strength, he naturally stopped flying instantly.

“I lost!” Old Sword didn't want to find any excuses for himself—losing was losing!

Even geniuses like Fei Xue, who were said to appear “once every ten epochs,” or even more powerful geniuses who appeared “once every hundred epochs,” would not have the power to resist Old Sword.

But the problem was, Old Sword encountered Xu Ming! So… he lost thoroughly!

“Grandpa!” Jian Feng laughed, adding insult to injury, “Now, do you know the power of the ‘pot’? You won't stop me from using a pot as a weapon anymore, right?”

Old Sword ignored his grandson and looked at Xu Ming, saying, “Xu Ming, your true weapon isn't a pot, is it?”

Xu Ming nodded: “It's a spear!”

“Just using a pot, you can display Profound Yellow Realm Tier 6 strength; if you go all out and use a spear, I'm afraid you could have Profound Yellow Realm Tier 7 strength…” Even Old Sword looked at Xu Ming with disbelief, “Chaotic Realm Tier 9 cultivation, yet you can display Profound Yellow Realm Tier 7 strength… Looking at the entire Chaotic Realm, your talent is ‘once in a hundred million epochs’!”

Old Sword sighed.

Geniuses of the "once in a hundred million epochs" level had only appeared a few times in the entire Chaotic Realm throughout endless years.

However, Old Sword didn't know that Xu Ming's true cultivation wasn't Chaotic Realm Tier 9, but Chaotic Realm Tier 6! If he knew, his evaluation of Xu Ming wouldn't be “once in a hundred million epochs,” but “unprecedented and unmatched”!

Xu Ming smiled, tacitly agreeing with Old Sword's statement—Xu Ming had always been low-key about his true cultivation.

At this time, Old Sword secretly transmitted his voice: “Xu Ming, I have something to ask of you.”

Xu Ming understood: “Is it about Jian Feng?”

“Yes!” Old Sword helplessly transmitted his voice, “He insists on using a pot as a weapon… I can't really let him do that, can I?”

Xu Ming thought for a moment and transmitted his voice: “I'll try to persuade him!”

Then, Xu Ming looked at Jian Feng and asked: “You want to use a pot as a weapon?”

“Yes!” Jian Feng looked at Xu Ming with fervent eyes—although Jian Feng was at Profound Yellow Realm Tier 1, with a higher cultivation than Xu Ming, he acted like a junior in front of Xu Ming.

“I once wholeheartedly practiced swordsmanship, but I lack inspiration for swordsmanship and it's difficult to achieve great things!” Jian Feng sighed, “Until one day, I saw Brother Ming's pot technique! I suddenly realized… the pot is really too strong!”

Xu Ming smiled and said: “The pot is indeed a good weapon, capable of both offense and defense…”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Jian Feng nodded repeatedly, feeling the same way—when attacking, the pot could be used as a hammer; and when defending, it was like a small shield! It was simply the perfect weapon!

Jian Feng was even wondering why he had never realized how strong the pot was before! Thanks to Brother Ming for opening the “door to a new world” for him.

“Cough cough!” Old Sword couldn't help but cough twice, hinting at Xu Ming—how was it getting more and more off track!

At this time, Xu Ming changed the subject: “Actually, the strongest part of the pot isn't the pot itself, but… the aura!”

“Aura?” Jian Feng was stunned.

“Yes!” Xu Ming smiled and said, “Think about it, when you face an opponent and take out a pot! No matter who is stronger, you have already won in terms of aura!—No matter how the opponent laughs at you, they have already planted a shadow in their heart!”

Jian Feng's eyes lit up—that was indeed the truth!

“So…” Xu Ming continued, “You can use the pot to overwhelm your opponent with aura! But you must have a weapon that is stronger than the pot!”

“Oh…” Jian Feng showed a look of sudden realization on his face, “I understand! Just like Brother Ming!—In the future, I will no longer use the pot as my main weapon!”

“Phew…” Old Sword breathed a long sigh of relief, casting a grateful look at Xu Ming.

However, Old Sword didn't notice—Jian Feng only said that he would no longer use the pot as his “main weapon,” but didn't say that he wouldn't use the pot as a weapon anymore.

“Xu Ming!” At this time, Old Sword looked at Xu Ming solemnly, “There is something I must remind you of!”

“Old Sword, please speak!” Xu Ming said seriously.

“I have cultivated for endless years, and I have seen several peerless geniuses who appear ‘once in a hundred million epochs’! But…” Old Sword's eyes were distant, filled with the passage of time, “Not a single peerless genius has been able to cultivate to the World Lord level alive! At most, they only cultivated to the Domain Lord level before dying!”

“Why?” Xu Ming was puzzled.

Old Sword didn't answer directly, but only said four words faintly: “Heaven envies talent!”

At this time, Old Sword took out a treasure.

This was a golden armor, but it was only the size of a palm, very petite.

“This is a ‘Golden Thread Armor,’ which can help you hide your cultivation and conceal your talent!” Old Sword said, “After you refine it, even the Divine Phoenix World Lord will not be able to see through your true cultivation!”

Xu Ming's eyes lit up, and he connected: “Thank you!”

What was Xu Ming most worried about?—It was that his strength was too much higher than his cultivation! Once someone saw through it, it would easily arouse suspicion!

And this Golden Thread Armor, which could hide his cultivation, was simply something that Xu Ming could only dream of!

“It's nothing, just a small thing!” Old Sword said casually—at Old Sword's level, many treasures were no longer worthy of his attention.

After hesitating for a moment, Old Sword added: “Don't spread the word about the battle between you and me just now!”

When saying this, Old Sword's old face turned red imperceptibly—he also wanted to save face! Being slapped away by a pot by a Chaotic Realm expert, even if this Chaotic Realm expert was “once in a hundred million epochs,” it would be a complete loss of face if it spread!

Xu Ming couldn't wait to hide his strength, so he naturally wouldn't spread the word.

Domain Lord Tian Wen also said very sensibly: “That battle just now never happened!”

…

Time gradually passed.

The sun was setting in the west.

On the Divine Phoenix Battle Stage, Fei Xue had been standing foolishly on the battle stage for a day.

The onlookers had also been waiting foolishly for a day.

“What Xu Ming? What number one of the Ten Divine Weapons! He doesn't even dare to come to the duel!”

“He's simply trash!”

“His reputation is loud! But his courage is as small as a mouse!”

Even the members of the Iron Pot Gang couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt towards Xu Ming: “Pot Overlord Xu Ming, is he really not daring to come?”

Fei Xue glanced at the setting sun.

At this time, half of the setting sun had already fallen; the western sky was dyed red like blood.

“Forget it!” Fei Xue sighed, “Xu Ming is just empty talk, he really doesn't dare to come!”

Fei Xue shook his head and was about to leave the Divine Phoenix Battle Stage. Suddenly, a stern shout sounded: “Iron Pot Gang, Jian Feng, seeks guidance from Blood Sword ‘Fei Xue’!”