My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

Wu Shang, who had crashed into a tree, fell into a coma.

Just when the massive colourful giant tiger was about to enjoy its meal.

A Hidden Spirit Sect standard puppet appeared in front of the colourful giant tiger.

“Having waited in the sect for so long, I finally have a mission.”

“Little cat, for this, I must thank you,” the puppet said, gazing at the colourful giant tiger.

“Pu Tao, this big old tiger looks quite ordinary, could you help me teleport it back to the sect to raise?” the puppet tentatively asked.

“Cross-boundary teleportation fee, 10,000 points,” Pu Tao’s voice responded.

At this moment, under the pressure of the puppet, the colourful giant tiger obediently lay on the ground, allowing itself to be easily slaughtered.

“10,000 points.” The puppet’s gaze settled on the colourful giant tiger for a while.

As soon as the puppet agreed, a holy light enveloped the colourful giant tiger, which then disappeared.

Seeing no more threats around, the puppet sat down next to the little boy.

“The sect shouldn’t have let such small children take on these kinds of tasks,” the puppet complained, patting the little boy’s head.

Looking at Wu Shang, the puppet was reminded of itself when it first joined the sect.

Back then, he was about the same size just like him, but they were nurtured and cared for by the sect.

At this moment, the little boy slowly woke up.

“Does the big old tiger not eat people?” the little boy asked, puzzled.

He quickly packed and left the Tianheng Mountain Range in a hurry.

He felt that he was currently too weak and if he continued to stay in the Tianheng Mountain Range, he might lose his life.

“Why do I feel more in danger as an immortal than before?” Wu Shang said, reflecting on his return to Immortal City.

In the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan was soaking in a private, mysterious hot spring.

“Master, at present, 123,000 people have acknowledged the Immortal Tools.”

“Among them, 1,000 have been eliminated and are being re-chosen as new hosts,” Pu Tao reported.

“It hasn’t been that long, and there are already people being eliminated.”

Xu Fan had once instructed Pu Tao to set up that during missions, the Immortal Tool would intervene and send a puppet three times if the host was in a desperate situation.

If still faced with danger after three interventions, it would rescue them but then wipe off the host’s memory and leave.

“It looks like the outside Immortal World is quite dangerous.” Xu Fan said slowly, stretching his body in the hot spring.

At this moment, Xu Fan’s face subtly shifted, and he immediately got out of the water, conjuring a set of clothes to wear.

Then, the Primal Lord directly broke through space and appeared in the hot spring secret realm.

“I don’t have time to explain, hurry and come with me.” The Primal Lord grabbed Xu Fan’s shoulder, tore open a spatial entrance, and disappeared.

“Primal Lord, what’s the matter?” Xu Fan hurriedly asked.

“Help me out urgently. I made a bet with the rulers of other worlds that in the Sage Realm, our human clan has the strongest of this era,” the Primal Lord replied while tearing open space.

Eventually, they appeared in a strange, duel arena-like building.

Calling it a duel arena was more like calling it the ‘Great Thousand World’.

Xu Fan looked around and asked, furrowing his brow, “Where is this?”

“It’s a crumbling world. Normally, the Great Saints from the surrounding areas like to gather here,” the Primal Lord explained.

At this moment, a member of the alien race, flashing with the aura of thunder, approached the Primal Lord.

“So, do you dare to accept the wager we just discussed?” the alien powerhouse asked.

“Of course, I have brought the strongest Sage of our human clan here.”

“Don’t cry when you lose later,” the Primal Lord chuckled.

Hearing their conversation, Xu Fan furrowed his brow.

“Two Xuan Huang Supreme Treasures, it’s not a small price for you to make a move.”

Just one sentence made Xu Fan’s dissatisfaction disappear instantly.

“I’ll lose, the saints of my Clan are the strongest, your Human Clan only has you worth mentioning.” said the alien powerhouse, his body flashing with thunderous energy, arrogantly.

“What are your betting terms?” Xu Fan curiously asked.

“Three Mysterious Yellow Treasures, and a pile of Hongmeng Purple Qi Crystals.”

“But those are not the key. The key is that he said that the saints of our Human Clan can’t compete. We need to regain our face.” The Primal Lord replied.

“What if we set up a strategy, where I pretend to win with difficulty, to bait more Great Saints into the game?” Xu Fan suggested.

“The idea is good, but all of them are top-tier Great Saints. Some things can’t be hidden. It would be enough to grab one hand and leave.” The Primal Lord replied.

“Alright.”

At this moment, Xu Fan looked down at the Great Thousand World below.

In the Great Thousand World, he saw two alien saints fighting.

According to Xu Fan’s assessment, their combat power was not inferior to Elder Tianmie.

Looking around, none of the surrounding alien Great Saints were simple characters.

Just as he was observing, the Great Thousand World, which was serving as the stage, began to vibrate, on the verge of collapse.

Several Great Saints made their move to stabilize the teetering Great Thousand World.

“When you get on stage later, give it your all. The more spectacular the victory, the better.” The Primal Lord ordered.

“That’s an additional condition. You should add something, Primal Lord.” Xu Fan said smilingly. Since it was a deal, it had to be made clear.

“A 5000 square area of Hongmeng Purple Qi Crystals.” The Primal Lord suggested.

“No, I want 20% of the Hongmeng Purple Qi Crystals you win.” Xu Fan replied.

“10%, 20% is too much.” The Primal Lord adamantly shook his head.

“20%, or I’ll return to the Three Thousand Realms now.” Xu Fan stuck to his demand.

From his observations, it seemed like the Human Clan lacked significantly powerful Saints.

“Alright, alright, 20% then. Just be decisive when you make your move.” The Primal Lord relented.

“No problem, you can decide whatever state you want the opponent’s alien Saint to be beaten into.” Xu Fan replied with a smile.

At this moment, the battle between the two alien Great Saints in the Great Thousand World below had reached its conclusion.

The entire arena of the Great Thousand World was emptied.

At this moment, a Saint, his body shimmering with thunder and lightning, gestured for Xu Fan to enter the Great Thousand World of Arena.

Xu Fan nodded at the Primal Lord before entering the Great Thousand World arena.

When the Great Saint on the stage was anticipating a fight between Saints…

The competition began, and the Saint clad in thunder burst open.

He transformed into a blaze of thunderous flames, illuminating the entire world in the Great Thousand World.

This dazzling thunderous blaze reflected on the faces of the alien Great Saints who were still expecting a battle.

Just as the many Great Saints were dumbfounded, Xu Fan’s voice rang out.

“Is there anyone announcing the victory of the competition, I won.”

At this moment, the alien Great Saint who was the host of the Great Thousand World of Arena snapped back to reality.

“The Human Clan’s Saint has won.”

Xu Fan’s figure disappeared and reappeared next to the Primal Lord.

“Are you satisfied, Elder Primal Lord?” Xu Fan, looking at the still stunned Primal Lord, asked.

“Your move was too radical.” The Primal Lord was slightly shocked.

“Just a Saint, how much energy could it take to blow him up?”

“Don’t forget what you promised, Primal Lord. Don’t forget about me in future collaborations.” Xu Fan’s mouth curled slightly into a smile.

At this moment, another page was added to the little book in Xu Fan’s Spatial Immortal Artifact.

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