Yan Rufeng was about to leave with Niuniu in his arms when Lu Mingliang walked over.
"Comrade Rufeng, there are still five days left until the scheduled time for the Cultivation Association's competition. I look forward to seeing you achieve a good result."
Yan Rufeng smiled slightly, "General Lu, just wait for the good news."
"Alright..."
Yan Rufeng said nothing more, leapt into the air, and disappeared above the base in an instant.
Zhao Wuji, puzzled, asked: "Brother Lu, what's the deal with the Cultivation Association's competition?"
"Sigh..."
"It's a long story."
After Lu Mingliang explained the situation to Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuji angrily said: "It's outrageous. Even if Rufeng doesn't make it into the top ten in the competition, they won't be able to stop our base from entering the Kunlun Secret Realm."
"Brother Wuji, there's no need to get heated." Wen JiaRen replied with a smile.
