The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Xiao Yue and Geng Bucuo are at the first-level Immortal Monarch Realm, Xiao Yun and Cha Xiangzi are at the second-level Immortal Monarch Realm, the Madman is at the third-level Immortal Monarch Realm, and then there's Tang Rao, who's now a ninth-level Luo Immortal.

"For now, let's assume the Madman is the strongest. Does anyone want to challenge him?" Tang Rao asked.

Xiao Yue shook her head; she's definitely no match for the Madman, given the two levels of difference.

Cha Xiangzi also shook his head; he doesn't possess any remarkable heritage, thus lacking the ability to fight beyond his level.

As for Xiao Yun and Geng Bucuo, they didn't say anything.

"Xiao Yun, won't you give it a try?" Tang Rao looked at Xiao Yun and asked. Xiao Yun's combat power is quite formidable, even though he's one level below the Madman, which doesn't necessarily mean he would lose.

"No need," Xiao Yun shook his head. "Lend me your Immortal Emperor's Treasure, and I'd win. Without it, I'd surely lose."

The Madman isn't just any third-level Immortal Monarch. From the Madman, Xiao Yun feels something akin to his own: intrinsic power.

The profound intrinsic power definitely indicates that the Madman hails from a top-tier sect. Otherwise, Xiao Yun wouldn't feel this way.

"Alright, what about you?" Tang Rao didn't insist further but looked at Geng Bucuo.

"I can give it a try," Geng Bucuo nodded, his gaze sharp.

Back then, both Geng Bucuo and the Madman were fifth-level Earth Immortals, but in the end, the Madman lost. This shows that Geng Bucuo has strong abilities for fighting beyond his level, having cultivated the Four Vein Ancient Dao.

"Then let's have a match," the Madman nodded, taking two steps back.

The others dispersed, creating space for the two to fight.

"Clang!" In the next moment, a pitch-black long stick appeared in Geng Bucuo's hand. When he first joined the sect, he used this stick to suppress the Madman.

"That's some nice stick," Xiao Yun muttered, "pity I don't have a suitable weapon."

As he spoke, Xiao Yun glanced at Tang Rao.

Tang Rao knew exactly what Xiao Yun had in mind; she wanted the Immortal Emperor's Treasure he held.

Honestly, Tang Rao was reluctant.

After all, he's now a ninth-level Luo Immortal, and using the Immortal Emperor's Treasure would greatly enhance his combat power. Furthermore, the Immortal Emperor's Treasure is rare; he only has this one.

If he were to give it to Xiao Yun, Tang Rao would certainly feel pained.

"You can ask Ming Yue for one; she should have high-quality weapons, right?" Tang Rao suggested. Liu Mingyue is an Immortal Emperor and has a deep connection with Xiao Yun, though she hasn't given Xiao Yun a weapon.

"You think I don't want it? Ming Yue didn't give me one," Xiao Yun pouted, "She says I'm too young and my murderous intentions are heavy. Weapons wield slaughter, and she's afraid that giving me a weapon would worsen my thirst for blood."

"That's true; since Ming Yue said so, you should behave and not use a weapon," Tang Rao nodded, acknowledging that Xiao Yun's bloodlust is indeed strong.

Every time Xiao Yun borrows the Immortal Emperor's Treasure, she transforms into a seemingly bloodthirsty maniac.

...

The Madman didn't use any weapon, confronting Geng Bucuo's long stick with bare fists.

In an instant, around them, the Immortal Power rampaged. But since this was a sparring match, both suppressed their power without fully unleashing it. This suppression didn't affect the outcome of the battle; it was merely another form of control over the Immortal Power.

"Holy Stick Explosion!" Geng Bucuo quickly got into the groove, his long stick producing countless dark shadows in the air.

The frightening part is that these stick shadows condensed without dispersing, each one targeting the Madman.

Like tidal waves, they layered and pressured the Madman.

"Bring it on!" the Madman shouted, colliding his fists and suddenly raising them, fiercely striking the myriad stick shadows hurtling towards him.

"I have fists that can shatter the heavens! Begone!" the Madman roared, his fists emanating an intimidating and sharp force, surging upward.

The countless stick shadows forming the sky-black curtain were forcibly torn apart, ripped, and split again.

In the sky above, a massive rift appeared.

Within the rift, the Immortal Power condensed and brewed for an explosion.

"My fists can shake the earth! Fall!" the Madman growled softly, pressing his fists downward.

From the torn rift, the condensed Immortal Power suddenly descended, like two rapid cannonballs, crashing towards Geng Bucuo on the ground.

Geng Bucuo's expression was calm, unfazed by the Madman's move.

He held the long stick horizontally with both hands, his body slowly turning, producing a creaking sound like frying beans, making everyone's skin crawl.

Simultaneously, changes occurred on Geng Bucuo's body; under his skin, something seemed to glimmer with black light, resembling scales.

"That's impressive," Xiao Yun murmured, "Geng Bucuo must have mastered some uses of his Ancient Spiritual Roots. He's the Qiongqi Spirit Root, known for immense strength, and this strike is strong."

"Can the Madman withstand it?" Tang Rao asked.

"He should, given he's a third-level Immortal Monarch, and the Madman himself possesses profound intrinsic power, probably not easily defeated by Geng Bucuo," Xiao Yun replied, still favoring the Madman.

The Madman's combat power could definitely rival a typical fourth-level Immortal Monarch.

This means Geng Bucuo is leveraging the strength of a first-level Immortal Monarch against a typical fourth-level Immortal Monarch. Although Ancient Spiritual Roots are powerful, they're not overwhelmingly strong.

"Roar!" After rotating to a bizarre angle, Geng Bucuo roared furiously, using his legs to drive his waist, which in turn spurred his body, and the body propelled the arms, which channeled the power to frenziedly swing the black long stick.

The long stick howled through the void, shattering the space it traversed.

In an instant, the long stick collided with the descending fists. At some point, the forces crashed, skirmished, and obliterated each other.

Silent yet deeply shocking to those watching.

Immortal Monarch battles, truly ruthless.

Xiao Yun, Cha Xiangzi, Xiao Yue, and others were shocked, having just entered the Immortal Monarch Realm themselves. Before, they were entirely unaware of the immense combat power an Immortal Monarch possesses.

Watching the Madman and Geng Bucuo fight provided them a chance to understand their own capabilities.

Eventually, both forces entirely dissipated, without any explosion.

The Madman and Geng Bucuo stopped, not making any further moves.

"I lost," after a while, Geng Bucuo shook his head. He had exerted his full effort in the previous strike, yet couldn't defeat the Madman, who still had energy left.

"You could challenge an ordinary third-level Immortal Monarch," the Madman earnestly said.

Geng Bucuo nodded, realizing the upper limit of his ultimate combat power.

"That was exhilarating," Tang Rao stepped forward, smirking. "You Immortal Monarchs are incredibly mighty. Seeing such prowess, I feel like testing myself too. Xiao Yun, care for a bout?" Tang Rao said to Xiao Yun.

Everyone stared at Tang Rao, thinking he had gone mad.