As Bai Lan opened her mouth to question the referee, her words exploded like a depth charge in the venue.
The entire hall erupted in an uproaror!
Lu You and Fang Siming snapped back to reality, looking at Bai Lan on the stage with excitement. They clenched their fists, their bodies trembling slightly, overcome with emotion.
Lu You's eyes welled up with tears as he exclaimed, "The number one in Jíwǔ... I never thought that in our lifetime, we would witness someone from the Wu Dynasty ascend to the top spot in Jíwǔ! My life is complete! Truly complete!"
Fang Siming also chuckled at this moment, sighing, "The Cangmo Swordsman, Wang Liren, a Martial Saint who will finally be etched in history. We are fortunate to have competed alongside him. Truly fortunate!"
Apart from Lu You and Fang Siming, all the peerless masters present were incredibly excited and deeply moved.
This year's Myriad Dynasties Martial Meet was the largest in scale ever, with countless powerful individuals participating.
Everyone had expected that in this Myriad Dynasties Martial Meet, filled with so many experts, the competition for the top spot would be incredibly fierce!
But now, the Cangmo Swordsman, Wang Liren, had emerged as the biggest dark horse, rising meteorically and crushing all opposition to claim victory.
The crowd had only seen the Cangmo Swordsman draw his sword once, and that was when he was slaughtering the four members of the Ling Dynasty.
Such overwhelming strength left the other masters with no desire to even challenge the Cangmo Swordsman!
For a moment, the eyes of people from all nations turned towards Bai Lan, filled with admiration.
The envoys of the Primal Martial King also reacted. Three envoys, whose auras were no weaker than Qi Xian's, stepped onto the stage and bowed slightly to Bai Lan, congratulating her, "Congratulations, esteemed one, for winning the Myriad Dynasties Martial Meet and achieving first place."
Bai Lan smiled at the three envoys who had come onto the stage and asked, "Since I am now the number one in Jíwǔ, are there any rewards?"
"Of course, there are."
One of the envoys chuckled lightly, "For this grand tournament, we have prepared three peerless divine weapons and five supreme Jíwǔ divine arts for the winner. Additionally, we will provide significant support to the martial arts world of the Wu Dynasty, distributing over a hundred top-tier cultivation techniques and martial skills."
As the envoy spoke, Lu You and Fang Siming couldn't help but drool.
They knew that their sect's most treasured cultivation techniques, those of the Shengwu Sect and the Ci Bei Tower, were only considered mid-to-lower tier among the hundred-plus top-tier cultivation techniques awarded in the Myriad Dynasties Martial Meet.
Now, the rewards Bai Lan had received, not to mention the divine arts, even a single top-tier cultivation technique given to them would be of immense help!
"I don't need any of these. You can directly hand over these items to the Emperor of the Wu Dynasty, Wu Mei," Bai Lan said.
"All of them?" The envoy was stunned. This was the first time he had ever seen someone uninterested in supreme Jíwǔ divine arts.
Those were the cultivation techniques of the Jíwǔ King!
"Yes, all of them," Bai Lan confirmed.
"Understood."
The envoy collected himself and, without further questioning, nodded, "We will arrange for someone to deliver the rewards to Wu Mei."
Upon hearing the conversation between Bai Lan and the envoy, Lu You and Fang Siming's minds began to stir.
If the divine arts were all in Wu Mei's hands, then by pledging allegiance to Wu Mei and helping her stabilize the empire, they might just receive a divine art!
After all, the Shengwu Sect and the Ci Bei Tower held considerable influence in the martial world of the Wu Dynasty.
With them standing behind Wu Mei, her imperial throne would be incredibly stable!
Bai Lan's initial goal was the Primal Martial King. After helping Wu Mei, she continued to hint to the Primal Martial King's envoys, "After achieving first place in the Myriad Dynasties Martial Meet, are there any other rewards?"
"Other rewards?"
The three envoys were all taken aback by Bai Lan's question, exchanging glances, unsure of what she meant.
"Well, like... meeting the Jíwǔ King or something."
Seeing the three envoys looking bewildered, Bai Lan no longer held back and directly clarified, "The Jíwǔ King is my idol. If possible, I'd like an autograph from the Jíwǔ King."
Hearing Bai Lan say this, the three envoys finally understood and asked her, "Do you wish to meet the Jíwǔ King?"
"Yes... I heard that winning first place in the Myriad Dynasties Martial Meet allows one to meet the Jíwǔ King. This shouldn't be false, right?"
The envoys chuckled, "So that's it... This is simple. The Jíwǔ King also wishes to meet you."
"Can I really meet him?" Bai Lan asked in surprise, not expecting the process to be so smooth.
"Please accompany us. The Jíwǔ King is currently nearby." The three envoys bowed slightly to Bai Lan again and then gestured for her to follow.
Seeing this, Bai Lan quickly became serious and said to Lu You and Fang Siming, "You two should return to the Wu Dynasty now. If possible, please help support Wu Mei. She will distribute divine arts to you."
"Thank you, Brother King."
Lu You and Fang Siming were not fools. They could tell that Bai Lan was about to attend to her main business and, in unison, bowed to Bai Lan, "Leave the matters of the Wu Dynasty to us."
"Thanks!"
Bai Lan thanked Lu You and Fang Siming and then quickly left the venue with the three envoys, simultaneously reporting the events here to Ye Ling.
Meanwhile, in the sky above the volcano.
Ye Ling stood high in the sky, watching Bai Xiaosheng and Qi Xian below continuously gain the power of the Primal Martial King. He suddenly received a message from Bai Lan.
"That girl has already secured first place in the Myriad Dynasties Martial Meet and is going to meet the Primal Martial King... I didn't expect her to be so swift."
Upon receiving the message, Ye Ling smiled and shook his head, then looked at Bai Xiaosheng and Qi Xian below, his eyes narrowing slightly, "However, the Primal Martial King's power is currently concentrated here. The Primal Martial King that girl meets will most likely be a fake..."
"Perhaps Bai Xiaosheng is telling the truth, and the Myriad Dynasties Martial Meet is a trap. I need to make that girl a bit more careful, but... this trap might be able to distract the Primal Martial King, which could be an opportunity for me."
With that thought, Ye Ling transmitted a message to Bai Lan, urging her to be extremely cautious, and then refocused his attention on Bai Xiaosheng and Qi Xian.
Once the Primal Martial King emerged from here, he would immediately strike and capture him, seizing his power!
Rumble!
As more and more of the Primal Martial King's power gathered here, the ground began to crack, and scorching earth fire erupted from the lava, threatening to engulf Bai Xiaosheng and Qi Xian.
At this moment, Bai Xiaosheng and Qi Xian seemed to have transformed, directly sparring in the scalding earth as if verifying their martial arts.
The gushing earth fire carried a large amount of the Primal Martial King's power, and that power continuously flowed into Bai Xiaosheng and Qi Xian, causing their strength to skyrocket, far surpassing other beings in the Jíwǔ Domain.
However, although Bai Xiaosheng and Qi Xian's strength continued to surge, the power converging here gradually weakened, and Ye Ling still hadn't seen the Primal Martial King.
"This is not right... By all accounts, the Primal Martial King should have appeared long ago. Why is there no sign of him now? Could I have been mistaken?"
Ye Ling frowned slightly as he watched Bai Xiaosheng and Qi Xian sparring and discussing martial arts below, "Where exactly did things go wrong?"
Just as Ye Ling was trying to locate the Primal Martial King, Bai Lan transmitted a message, "Master... the Primal Martial King is here with me!!!"