"Moon Ring!"

  Mù xiǎo shù tuō kǒu ér chū, shén qíng yù yù, míng xiǎn zài zhè sān gè zì shàng chī cuò guò.

  Translation:

  Wooden small tree blurted out, with a gloomy expression, obviously having been stumped by these three words before.

  "Huh?"

  Ning Feng narrowed his eyes, adapting to the sudden brightness on the high platform, and fixed his gaze on the first place, which was Lu Xue's ear.

  "Is the thing on Mingyue's finger an earring?"

  With this idea in mind, Ning Feng locked onto his target at first glance.

  On Lu Xue's right earlobe, there was indeed a special earring pendant.

  Slightly thicker on both sides, slender in the middle, like a delicate woman's waist that can be grasped with one palm. The pendant is transparent throughout, and its body is surrounded by a flowing, moonlit glow, which can be described as "Bright Moon Pendant".

  "Is this Lu Xue's magical instrument?"

  Ning Feng couldn't help but glance at the master of Tianyue Peak, Tianyue Tongyu. He saw that the old man had his hands clasped together, his chin raised high, with a self-satisfied expression on his face.

  "Tian Yue Peak, Ming Yue Huan, both have a 'moon' character, this treasure is probably extraordinary."

  Ning Feng thought of this and suddenly remembered his own Tianyun Peak, wasn't the divine ability for guarding the house "Drinking Clouds"?

  All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and Lu Xue held the sword in her hand, pointing at the Tianji Baoxi.

  Her white clothes fluttered, her skirt was like snow, an ancient sword shone like a rainbow, and on top of her head was a bright moon hanging high.

  The bright moonlight was flowing and turning on the surface of the water, as if it were a flood that had been accumulating to a certain point and was about to burst its banks.

  "Nine Laws Thirteen Transformations, Fourth Transformation: Extensive Cold Transformation!"

  Ning Feng recognized at a glance what Lu Xue was currently using and suddenly became interested.

  The Sun God Temple, Nine Laws Thirteen Transformations. Its power shakes the entire cultivation world, supporting the illustrious reputation of the Seven Sects under Heaven. However, in this vast world, how many people can witness the complete transformation of the Nine Laws and Thirteen Transformations?

  Anyway, Ning Feng has seen even more of them.

  Lu Xue is now displaying one of them.

  "It is said that on the bright moon above, there have been palaces born since ancient times. One is called Guang Han and the other Qing Xu."

  "The third generation ancestor of the Temple of Gods, with all sorts of great methods, explored the heavens and reflected on the earth. He argued that the moon's glow was a reflection of sunlight, and in its essence, it was ultimately a manifestation of the Sun God's law. Thus, with his lifelong learning, he created the fourth transformation of the Temple of Gods' thirteen transformations: Guang Han Transformation!"

  Ning Feng's mind flashed back to the rumors he had occasionally heard outside the Temple of Gods in those years, and after a moment of wistful longing, his interest in what was to come grew even greater.

  Lu Xue's sword pointed at Bao Xi. After the sword tip trembled for more than a dozen times, a sudden change occurred.

  The bright moonlight flashed across the ground, flew up from her ear, transformed into a bright moonlight in mid-air, and poured onto the ancient sword.

  In an instant, the ancient sword was stained with a layer of moonlight. It became ethereal and elusive, its light dazzling, every tremble of the sword tip like the moon turning around, scattering countless moonlit glows.

  "What a wonderful transformation! Just in time to witness it."

  Bao Xi stroked his palm and smiled, not tense at all. He spoke freely, while the golden plate in his hand emitted a strange light.

  "Today, I'll use these eight golden plates to ask for your instruction on Guang Hanhua and Ming Yue Huan, Lu Shimei."

  As Bao Xi spoke word by word, the golden light in his palm grew brighter and brighter, finally bursting forth to reveal eight towering golden gates before him.

  "Huh?"

  The crowd gasped in shock and stared unblinkingly at the scene unfolding on the high platform.

  "The Eight Gates Golden Disk actually transformed into eight doors, what is Bao Xi trying to do?"

  Bao Xi's next move made those who saw him perform the Eight Gates of the Golden Disk for the first time wonder in their hearts, just like Ning Feng.

  All he saw was Bao Xi holding up the eight golden plates in front of him and blowing across them with a mouthful of air.

  "Wow..."

  As the ordinary air passes through the eight golden gates, it brings out a rustling sound like mountain winds howling. Immediately after, one by one, the semi-transparent golden gateways are blown away by the wind and scatter in all directions on the high platform, gradually disappearing from sight.

  Lu Xue, who had always been quietly casting the Frost Transformation, and whose temperament had also become like that of the Frost Goddess, couldn't help but furrow her brow when she saw this scene.

  "Bizarre!"

  As soon as Ning Feng had this idea, Bao Xi immediately did something even more bizarre.

  He raised the eight golden plates and shone them straight at Lu Xue's face.

  In an instant, Bao Xi's golden plate shone like a copper mirror, capturing the elegant shadow of Lu Xue holding her sword. With a flick of his wrist, on the golden plate appeared a small figure that was exactly Lu Xue's likeness, slowly sinking into the plate and disappearing from view.

  "Second Sister Lu, please!"

  Bao Xi raised an eyebrow and smiled, her originally somewhat chubby figure looking harmless.

  "Please!"

  Lu Xue stepped onto the stage for a long time before finally uttering her first word.

  Once the word is out, the sword follows.

  A woman in white, like a solitary figure under the moon, rises and dances with her sword. The cold light of the sword flashes, bringing forth an arcing crescent-shaped blade that shoots straight towards the imperial seal.

  "Here I come!"

  The audience arrived in high spirits and closely watched the situation on stage.

  With a sword in hand, amidst the falling snow, the entire high platform was covered with snowflakes that seemed to have condensed from the moon's halo, and a cold aura spread out.

  "Huh, Ning Shixiong, this is surprisingly similar to how you dealt with Zeng Zui Mo Shixiong earlier."

  Muxiaoshu exclaimed in surprise, saying something that was almost identical to what Ningfeng had been thinking.

  Apart from the outer sect disciples who were new and just watching the commotion, everyone else had keen eyesight and immediately saw that Lu Xue's move was a sword technique on the surface but actually utilized the power of Guang Hanhua.

  The moon's clear chill, a coldness that pierces to the bone, standing in its midst, how can one not be affected?

  Bao Xi was unaffected.

  At the moment Lu Xue made her move, even before the crescent-shaped sword edge appeared and the snowflake-like moon fell out, he had already moved.

  Bao Xi drew the eight golden plates in front of him with a swoosh, and instantly a semi-transparent golden gate appeared. A door about one person high opened, and he stepped in leisurely.

  His movements were smooth and unhurried, neither too fast nor too slow, as if he were strolling leisurely in his own backyard.

  Bao Xi stepped into the Golden Gate, and the open gate closed in. At this time, the curved moon sword tip had just arrived, but no one was able to stay behind, and only scattered the residual shadow of the Golden Gate.

  "Huh?"

  "What about him?"

  Even Ning Feng was shocked, and everyone who saw the Eight Gates Golden Pan for the first time in the arena couldn't help but feel astonished like him.

  Everyone's gaze converged on the high platform at this moment, sweeping every corner.

  Still nothing was gained.

  The next breath, Lu Xue's sword, everyone's gaze, all converged on the southeast corner of the high platform.

  Golden light flashes, golden gate opens, a chubby man holding a golden tray walks out leisurely.

  On the high platform, the two of them were as if they had exchanged positions and faced off again.

  "The eight golden gates fall in all directions, just like real doors, connecting different spatial positions, the treasure seal can enter and exit at will, while others cannot grasp his position."

  "Isn't this standing on invincible ground?"

  Ning Feng's expression was grave and his face sank like water, the severity of Bao Xi was beyond his imagination.

  Lu Xue remained silent, spinning around like a dance under the moonlight, and another crescent sword shot out.

  "It's useless."

  Bao Xi opened his mouth and smiled, the golden plate made another stroke, and the scene from before was replayed again. The Golden Gate opened and closed, with people appearing and disappearing.

  Different from before, this time he was even more at ease, and even had the leisure to take another glance at the golden disk.

  This time what was reflected wasn't a person, but the tip of a sword!

  "What does he want to do..."

  Before Ning Feng could even finish his thought, his pupils suddenly constricted. His breathing stopped as he tensely gazed at the stage.

  There. Lu Xue this time no longer just sat and watched, after Jian Mang left the sword, he began to slightly bow his head, and when the golden light reappeared, she flew like a flower, charging straight at the northwest corner with her sword.

  There, Jinmen had just opened a slit, and if Baoxi were to step out as calmly as before, he would only be met with a sword.

  "Is the Eight Gates Golden Disk really that formidable? What method can break it? It all depends on Lu Xue's this one sword."

  All the onlookers held their breath, their minds focused on the same thought as Ning Feng's, knowing the significance of this sword.

  "Ah!"

  In the blink of an eye, Lu Xue's sword had reached the Golden Gate, and countless people cried out in shock.

  No one came out of Jinmen.

  At the southeast corner of the high platform, another golden gate emerged, and Bao Xi stepped out with a golden plate raised towards Lu Xue, who was standing back to him on the other side of the platform.

  In an instant, the surface of the golden disc showed a wavy pattern, and then a curved crescent moon blade shot out from it, shooting straight at Lu Xue's back.

  Everyone outside the temple saw this scene clearly, but Lu Xue was an exception.

  She stood with her back to the southeast corner, unable to see Golden Gate, nor could she see Treasure Sword coming out. Moreover, it was unnecessary to mention that Brightness was his own sword's edge, how could it fly towards himself?

  Ning Feng and others who were fully focused on the battle, the first thing that came to mind was Bao Xi holding a golden plate, shining against the curved moon sword's edge...

  "Awesome......, Eight Gates of Gold, how can it be so awesome to this extent?"

  Ning Feng gazed intently at the stage, witnessing Lu Xue being unable to see what was behind her, yet somehow sensing that no one had appeared in the Golden Gate. She immediately leaned forward and charged ahead for a short distance before turning around to glance back, narrowly avoiding an attack by a hair's breadth.

  He couldn't help but think about it, after all, Bao Xi had just performed incredibly strongly in the Electric Light Stone Fire, or rather, the Eight Gates Golden Pan, to an unbelievable degree.

  "The golden plate opens eight gates, advances and retreats, with seamless heavenly clothes;"

  "Mirror magic, can completely simulate, and return it with its own way;"

  "What's even more frightening is that at that moment, Bao Xi's enemy radar went off first."

  Ning Feng's mind kept replaying the scene where Bao Xi aimed the golden plate at Lu Xue.

  "Heaven's treasure seal, eight golden gates, calculating all existence and non-existence, dwelling in impermanence."

  "Calculating all existence and non-existence... Dwelling in impermanence..."

  "So that's what it means."

  Suddenly enlightened, I finally understood the eight words that must be included in the news about the Eight Gates Golden Disk from all parties, and what they implied.

  "With the Eight Gates Golden Pan in hand, the precious seal can clearly predict all of the opponent's moves, as before. Turning it around, one move almost led to victory, this is what is meant by calculating the pros and cons."

  "He himself can appear on the high platform in any direction through the golden disc at any time, and walk in and out of any door. Isn't this unpredictable?"

  "The other party has a thorough understanding of you, but you can't even grasp their position."

  Ning Feng let out a cold breath and felt his head ache.

  At least at this stage, when everyone is struggling to make ends meet, the toughest opponent for him in the next match turned out to be himself.

  "What should I do?"

  Ning Feng had no leads for the time being and could only shift his gaze back to the stage.

  On the high platform, accompanied by Bao Xi's appearance this time, the eight golden gates are no longer hidden, but instead stand in a row on the high platform in all eight directions, forming a three-dimensional shape, as if it were a maze created with tangible doors and intangible roads.

  Standing between the eight gates, Bao Xi had one hand pressed on his protruding belly and the other holding a golden plate, saying loudly: "Lu Shimei, admit defeat."

  "Keep fighting on, it's also useless, you can't beat me."

  The entire temple fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the woman standing on the high platform with her lips tightly pursed.