As for Ning Haochen, after his initial surprise, he felt a small sense of relief.
Even before the competition, Xiao Chen's reputation as a killer star had already spread throughout Hezhou.
The stigma of losing to him wasn't that severe.
Besides, even Elder Tafeng, who once had a magnificent ten-win streak, had been utterly defeated this time.
'As a junior facing a Fake Pill Cultivator the likes of which only appears once a century, it's perfectly reasonable for me, Ning Haochen, to lose, right?'
'If anyone thinks it's unreasonable, they can go spar with Xiao Chen themselves.'
The other cultivators they passed along the way mostly shared similar sentiments.
The group returned to the summit of Li Mountain together, leaving Yao Dehai, the one in charge, completely bewildered.
'Based on previous years, the competition should have at least another hour to go.'
'Why is everyone back so early?'
'Did something happen?'
