What did it mean if he was wet?

This meant that he had fallen into the lake.

What did it mean if the First Summit's senior brother had fallen into the water?

This meant that the person who had won was not the First Summit's senior brother at all.

It was the junior brother of the Ninth Summit whom they had been previously talking about.

The first to emerge was not the loser, but the winner.

Everyone looked at Gu Qi and lost the ability to speak for a moment.

At this moment, they had no idea how to react.

This was different from what they had expected.

Completely different.

Everything that had happened had gone against what they had thought.

But…

But there was no way for them to refute it.

The group of disciples who had originally intended to go forward to inquire about the insights the senior brother got from the victory had ashen expressions.

The person who said that the junior brother of the Ninth Summit should be proud despite his defeat did not dare to say another word.

He was afraid that she would embarrass himself again.

Saying that the two were not on the same level was simply ignorant.

Gu Qi did not stay. He left the Peaceful Void Lake immediately.

He had lost.

He would not deny it.

After Gu Qi left.

A voice suddenly came from the quiet crowd.

"So, the Junior Brother from the Ninth Summit is the winner? The real loser is the Senior Brother from the First Summit? "

"Impossible. How is this possible? There's no reason how this could happen."

"But the truth is right here. You have to believe it.

"The person who truly broke through is the Junior Brother of the Ninth Summit."

"However, even if he is exceptional in this aspect, his talent is still limited."

"But the Junior Brother from the Ninth Summit had still won."

"…"

Feng Yixiao watched all of this with a smile, before disappearing from where he stood.

…

Jiang Lan headed towards the Ninth Summit.

He had returned on his sword.

This was a rare opportunity for him to ride on his sword.

His master would call him childish if he rode on the sword in the Ninth Summit.

To be honest, riding and traveling on a sword was indeed very cool.

However, he had long passed the age of being childish.

When he had the chance to go out, he would use all his cultivation to fly on his sword.

As for when he would go out, normally speaking, he would have to wait until the day he transcended the tribulation and became an immortal.

It was a little far, but he was slowly closing the distance.

Jiang Lan looked ahead calmly. It wouldn't be long before he reached the Ninth Summit.

Unless he ran into another accident and took a detour.

However, before he passed by the Third Summit, Jiang Lan suddenly stopped.

There was a middle-aged man standing in front of him.

The other party was very strong.

This was Jiang Lan's first instinct when he saw this person.

"Why is the leader of the First Summit here?"

Jiang Lan naturally recognized this person. Although he had not seen the Summit Leaders of the various summits face-to-face yet, it did not mean that he did not know what they looked like in person.

As a disciple of Kunlun, if he did not know how any of the Summit Leaders looked like.

It would be very easy for him to offend the wrong people.

Jiang Lan didn't take the initiative to greet him. Instead, he took a detour with a respectful expression.

However, just as he took a detour, the First Summit Leader Feng Yixiao appeared in front of him again.

"What's the matter, Martial Uncle?"

Jiang Lan didn't take a detour this time and asked directly.

The other party was obviously looking for him.

However, Jiang Lan was surprised by the other party's words.

"How about coming to my First Summit?"

This was what Jiang Lan heard.

It had surprised him.

"I don't understand what you mean, Martial Uncle."

Jiang Lan nodded.

He had never expected the First Summit Leader to invite him to the First Summit.

"You're not bad. Coming to the First Summit is better than staying in the Ninth Summit. Even if the Ninth Summit gave all its resources to you, it would still be insufficient in helping you become an immortal. However, my First Summit is able to do so. You are worthy of my nurturing." Feng Yixiao looked at Jiang Lan and calmly spoke.

Jiang Lan lowered his head and said softly,

"Martial Uncle, you flatter me. But I have already acknowledged my master. "

"As long as you nod your head, I can help you with the other things." Feng Yixiao seemed to have no intention of joking.

Jiang Lan shook his head.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle, but I don't intend to leave the Ninth Summit."

"Why?" Feng Yixiao asked.

If one didn't become an immortal, one was nothing in the Grand Desolate World.

"Because Master treats me as his personal disciple," Jiang Lan said calmly.

Although he was now the eldest personal disciple, he was not so at the beginning.

"Oh?" Feng Yixiao looked at Jiang Lan.

"Martial Uncle, you have many disciples. Perhaps you won't feel anything if you had one more or one less disciple. But Master only has me. A teacher for a day, a father for life," Jiang Lan lowered his head and said calmly.

Feng Yixiao gave Jiang Lan a deep look before disappearing on the spot.

"Farewell, Martial Uncle," Jiang Lan said respectfully.

After a moment, he headed towards the Ninth Summit.

"This is too dangerous. The First Summit Leader has been drawn out just by staying in the Peaceful Void Lake for a while. It seems like I have to figure out the situation before I do anything in the future. I shouldn't draw the attention of everyone in Kunlun.. "

Jiang Lan was on guard.

He had initially thought that the incident at the Peaceful Void Lake was not a big problem.

However, he was not sure what the First Summit Leader meant.

There was no way to tell if what he said was real or fake.

Except…

Jiang Lan was telling the truth himself.

It was impossible for him to leave the Ninth Summit.

There was nothing bad about the Ninth Summit and his master was doing his best for him.

As the eldest personal disciple, he might become the Ninth Summit's Leader in the future and guard the entrance to the Netherworld.

He had long realized this.

As for becoming an immortal.

He could definitely achieve immortality.

"However, I need to become stronger now. As much as possible."

He did not know what this Martial Uncle was like. It would be too dangerous for him if he turned angry and wanted to attack him.

That was why if there was no need for him to do so, it would be best if he did not leave the Ninth Summit for the time being.