"The ninth golem?" Silvermoon immediately rose to his feet. Feather-fan in hand, he began to laugh in surprise. "Junior apprentice-brother, do you feel confident?"
"Haven't fought it before, so hard to say," Ji Ning said.
"Junior apprentice-brother, you are always so modest. Come, come, come. Let's hurry. Show me what you have." Silvermoon immediately led Ning down from the Divinities Palace and to the empty testing grounds.
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Many of the disciples of Mount Innerheart were gathered in the empty area. Even Little Qing and Uncle White had hurried over here. Because Ning had sent his two spirit-beasts a mental message earlier, telling them that he was going to challenge the ninth golem, Little Qing and Uncle White had paused their training and hurriedly ran over to watch the fight.
"Can it be that Patriarch Ji Ning is going to challenge the ninth golem? He's already defeated the eighth golem nine times by now, right?"
