Seeing the massive ring of fire about to engulf Fairy Lane's delicate figure, at this critical moment, Grace Lane's slender, jade-like fingers traced several incantations in the air. With a surge of spiritual energy, a layer of constantly swirling azure airflow formed around her.
With a "whoosh," aided by this azure airflow, Fairy Lane's speed increased dramatically. In the blink of an eye, she shifted several meters to the side, narrowly dodging the fierce assault of the fire ring spell.
Shrouded in a hazy blue airflow, Fairy Lane appeared strikingly beautiful. She maneuvered her colorful ribbons and retreated several more yards before finally coming to a stop.
At this point, David Thompson had already put some distance between them, and his fire ring spell could no longer reach her.
Henry Bolton, standing to the side, couldn't help but secretly admire them. The abilities of these two were indeed extraordinary; if it were him, he definitely couldn't have done so well. He resolved to himself that once he returned to Windwalker Sect, he would diligently practice his spells, or else he would suffer greatly in future battles.
Just then, David Thompson burst into wild laughter in the sky: "So this is the so-called once-in-a-century genius of Fangyun Mountain? So weak and vulnerable—nothing but a delicate shell."
Not far away, Fairy Lane's expression remained unchanged. No one could tell what she was thinking. After a moment of silence, she finally parted her cherry lips and said softly, "David Thompson, what exactly do you want?"
David Thompson laughed wildly again: "What do I want? I came here to challenge you, the so-called once-in-a-century prodigy of Fangyun Mountain. If you can defeat me, I, David Thompson, will never bother you again. But if I win, heh heh, then you will become my dual cultivation partner. Are you willing? Hahaha..."
Henry Bolton couldn't help but admire David Thompson in his heart—this guy was truly crazy. If he angered Fairy Lane, he would become the public enemy of all the male cultivators in the three sects of Fangyun Mountain. No matter how strong David Thompson was, he couldn't withstand so many challengers. Besides, there were other cultivators on Fangyun Mountain whose strength was comparable to David Thompson's.
According to Henry Bolton's knowledge, among the third-generation disciples of Fangyun Mountain, there were several who had reached the peak of the Qi Refining stage. However, these cultivators were usually in seclusion, hoping to enter the Foundation Establishment stage—a dream for countless cultivators. Otherwise, how could David Thompson, with his late-stage Qi Refining cultivation, have been so arrogant on Fangyun Mountain for so long?
"Do you really think it's something to brag about, challenging me—a disciple who has only been in the sect for five years—with your late-stage Qi Refining cultivation?" Grace Lane's beautiful eyes held a faint smile, as if mocking David Thompson for bullying the weak.
Grace Lane had been in the Immortal Cloud Sect for less than five years, yet her cultivation had already reached the mid-stage of Qi Refining, not far from the late stage. Such an achievement broke several centuries of records on Fangyun Mountain. An elder of the Immortal Cloud Sect once predicted that this girl possessed extraordinary talent and would likely reach the Golden Core path.
Compared to Fairy Lane's progress, David Thompson, also a prodigy, was far less impressive. He had been in the sect for fifteen years and had only now reached the late stage of Qi Refining. Of course, compared to ordinary disciples, this was already unimaginable.
As for Henry Bolton, his progress was even less worth mentioning. With the help of many spiritual medicines from the Windwalker Sect's ancestor, he had also spent more than ten years to barely reach the early stage of Qi Refining, still a long way from the mid-stage. At this rate, it would take him another ten years to reach the mid-stage of Qi Refining.
Henry Bolton possessed an ordinary spiritual root, while David Thompson was undoubtedly a gifted spiritual root cultivator. As for Grace Lane, she was at least a gifted spiritual root cultivator, perhaps even beyond that.
When David Thompson thought of this girl's progress, he was secretly alarmed. Perhaps in just four or five years, her cultivation would completely surpass his, which made him feel a faint sense of jealousy.
"Very well. As long as you can withstand ten moves from me, you win." A flash of murderous intent appeared in David Thompson's eyes. Regardless of whether Fairy Lane agreed, he cast a Wind Riding spell on himself, then summoned his mid-grade spiritual artifact, the Dragon Patterned Saber, and shot toward Fairy Lane in the distance.
Seeing this, Henry Bolton knew that this "Li Madman" was getting serious. Qi Refining cultivators found it very difficult to withstand attacks from spiritual artifacts; if one side didn't have a spiritual artifact, they could easily be killed instantly.
As for second-tier spells, they were basically useless against the attacks of spiritual artifacts.
Fairy Lane's expression grew grave. She quickly used Wind Riding to hover in the air and summoned her own mid-grade spiritual artifact, the Floating Cloud Sash. As her hand formed different incantations, the Floating Cloud Sash spun around her, forming a large protective circle.
Wind Riding was a commonly used spell, somewhere between second and third tier. With Qi Refining cultivation, it could only barely be performed. That's why Henry Bolton and the others usually used Object Control to fly with their spiritual artifacts, rather than Wind Riding.
The Dragon Patterned Saber controlled by David Thompson was extremely powerful and fast. With a flash in the air, it was already slashing toward Fairy Lane.
But Fairy Lane's Floating Cloud Sash formed an impenetrable protective net in front of her. No matter how many angles David Thompson's Dragon Patterned Saber tried, it couldn't find a weakness.
Fairy Lane knew very well that if the Dragon Patterned Saber broke through the Floating Cloud Sash's defense, her ordinary cultivator's body would never be able to withstand a single blow from it.