After saving Feng Qingxiu, and after observing him being ruthlessly observed by his senior and junior brothers and sisters, Ji Yunlai returned to his dwelling in a good mood.

He then discovered that the female cultivator who had reported for help was still kneeling respectfully in front of his door.

His mood became displeased in an instant. Although he forgot to tell her to get up at the time, couldn’t this person be more flexible!

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It was as if he had treated her harshly.

After waving his hand to send her back, Ji Yunlai began to look through the clothes in his closet.

He must shock that silly boy into jaw-dropping tomorrow!

He couldn’t help but feel delighted at just imagining the expression that silly boy would have when he saw him in the main hall tomorrow.

Kun-Lai’s signature color was obsidian black but the robes he currently had on were too simple. He must choose the heaviest and most complex one.

He pulled out a four-layered robe, with detailed patterns on the top. It was made from high-grade materials, and each thread was extremely precious and valuable. With just a glance he knew that it would be very suitable for big events.

It will be this one then!

When changing clothes in front of the mirror, Ji Yunlai looked at his somewhat non-mainstream hair and hesitated on whether to dye it black.

Tomorrow is a big occasion and isn’t black hair more solemn and dignified?

Although this kind of white hairstyle with the tips dyed in red looked quite eye-catching, it did not seem to be a style suitable for the leader of a sect.

Oh, whatever, everyone already knew his hair color and dyeing it black would only make him appear to have a guilty conscience. He could just tie it back up and hide the red tips in the hair piece.

But what he didn’t expect was that the moment he tucked the red tips into the white jade crown, faint fluctuations began to manifest around him.

Ji Yunlai grabbed at the air in an extremely familiar manner.

Two screeches dissipated in the void, leaving only two extremely subtle traces of soul essences which naturally immersed in the palm of his hand.

Ji Yunlai thought back to the cultivation information he had browsed before, and then let his hair flow back down his back.

As soon as the red tips appeared, the surrounding fluctuations disappeared instantly.

There would be no more harassment from the celestial demons.

“The imprint of the Great Celestial Demon, huh…” Ji Yunlai picked up a trace of hair and fell into deep thought.

Then he raised his head and asked, “Is that you?”

The trace of obsession that entangled him was still in the corner, so faint it could be ignored at any time. It still had the face that he liked very much.

The imprint of the Great Celestial Demon could only be the imprint left by the peerless great celestial demon before its death, and only it could deter the millions of minor celestial demons.

The hairpiece just now was also a magical artifact which could isolate energies, so after the red tips were just hidden the celestial demons found him again?

He wanted the trace of obsession to give him a hint.

It was just that the other would never reply to him again.

The previous warning and exchange seemed to have exhausted its last trace of spirituality.

No matter how long an obsession lasted, it could not hold up against time. It seemed to be disappearing.

Ji Yunlai fell silent for a moment, seeming a little sad.

Forget it, he should prepare for the ceremony tomorrow.

***

The main peak of Kun-Lai.

The ten thousand mile stretch of mountain, surrounded by clouds and springs. But today not even a single bird was allowed to pass by.

The great hall at the foot of the Kun-Lai Mountain originally functioned as a place to issue various missions, tasks and resources, but today, everything was delayed by three days.

Because the great hall at the foot of the mountain was the only path to the main hall on the top of the mountain.

It had long been occupied by various mountain patrols.

Except for the Dao soldiers who were indispensable to the defense of all parts of the Western Continent, the rest who could return have already returned to Kun-Lai.

Although there were still fourteen or sixteen hours before the ceremony at noon tomorrow, they were already waiting for entrance.

After knocking back an outrageously expensive pill, Feng Qingxiu could finally stand in the outer hall.

In order to allow himself to appear at the ceremony on time, he had to reluctantly restrain his possessiveness and let the senior sister rub off some immortal energy. Only then could he have borrowed a Body Healing Pill and entered here.

Just the thought that he was finally about to see the Sect Leader almost caused him to cry.

Although as a Foundation Establishment disciple he was part of the last group that could enter the main hall, he was still extremely satisfied when he thought of this opportunity.

This was what cultivating the Dao should look like!

Senior Sister Tu, who was next to him, was in the top three of the rankings for the competition and was also eligible to go in. The two naturally stood together.

“I say, Junior Brother Feng, let me touch it again, and I will give you a bag of spiritual rice.” The senior sister looked at the various high level cultivators who had begun to enter in front of them, “We still have time.”

“No!” Feng Qingxiu refused.

“Stingy!” Senior Sister Tu snorted, “Look, the seven senior elders are here.”

Seven sword lights crossed the sky and fell towards the main hall on the top of the mountain.

The main hall on the top of the mountain, which originally blended into the night, was instantly brightly lit. Seven divine lights rose up into the sky, tangling among themselves in the air, and then turned into countless spiritual lights, which fell one after another, like countless meteors.

As if igniting a signal, countless incantations rushed into the sky, chasing and absorbing the various starlight which reflected the sky with brilliant colors.

“It’s Cloud Reflecting Heavenly Light, bestowed by the elders, quickly!” The senior sister immediately released an incantation, and the shadow of a fat golden rabbit rushed into the sky, chasing the golden lights, “This kind of spiritual light is very good for cultivation. Only Synthesis elders can go up to Ninth Heaven to collect them. Quick, make sure to seize this opportunity.”

“Okay…” Before Feng Qingxiu’s words fell, he saw his own shadow rushing into the air one step ahead of him, practically gobbling up the most golden starlights at the very top in one fell swoop.

Of course, this provoked public anger.

“Where did such a rude fellow come from!” Various divine consciousness collided in the void.

“Surround him!”

“Make him spit it out!”

“Quickly, I’ll block the west!”

“Someone come from below!”

“Damn, this shadow is too cunning!”

“I cut off a piece, hmmph, good for him!”

***

After a round of fighting, the shadow quietly returned. Feng Qingxiu only felt that there was something extra in his sea of consciousness. He was a little surprised that his shadow was so capable.

One must know that although they were all Foundation Establishment disciples in this area, there had also been a Golden Core Formation disciple passing by just now.

“Not a bad harvest.” Senior Sister Tu’s golden rabbit shadow came back. She took a small bottle to collect a part of the golden starlight and then absorbed the rest directly into her body.

“Are you going to sell it?” Feng Qingxiu asked.

“This is for you. I didn’t see you absorbing any just now, is it because your injury is not yet fully healed, so you couldn’t use your spiritual energy?” Senior Sister Tu asked.

“No need, I have collected enough. Senior Sister, keep it for yourself.” Feng Qingxiu quickly refused.

“Then I will give it to my sister. KaKa was just born a few months ago. It’s best to use this to awaken wisdom.” Seeing his refusal, the senior sister did not insist.

Feng Qingxiu nodded, silently muttering in his heart that Peak Master Tu was randomly making up names again, not even letting off his little daughter.

As he was thinking about this, a blue light fell from the sky. A female cultivator in green robes with gentle and delicate features, appearance peerlessly elegant, walked forward gracefully and respectfully. Behind her were four similar young cultivators, all wearing green robes which were embroidered with spiritual herbs on the hems.

They appeared not far away from them, the surrounding disciples all taking a step back upon their appearance.

“Aiya,” Senior Sister Tu was also taken aback, and instinctively pulled her junior brother back.

“Who’s that?” Feng Qingxiu asked in a low voice, wondering what was so special about the female cultivator in green who managed to frighten so many people.

“The next peak master recognized by Qingdi Peak, Yimeng Qingnu, the head of the Seven Tyrants of Kun-Lai, remember to stay far away when you see her.” Senior Sister Tu whispered, “She likes to save lives, but her patients are unable to leave her clutches without experiencing death several times over. Even the foreign races in the Outlands call her the Green Witch. If you encounter her in the future, try to avoid falling into her clutches even if you are at death’s door, got it?”

“Okay.” Feng Qingxiu nodded and kept this in mind. In Kun-Lai, these would definitely be people he would come into contact with sooner or later.

After the green robed senior sister walked into the main hall, the people around all sighed with relief and returned to their original positions.

Then a golden light fell down again, and a group of cultivators walked into the main hall, all carrying swords. There were dark patterns of sword light on their golden robes. The young man leading them was extraordinarily handsome, and the hems of his robes had eight sword patterns.

“They are from Wenjian Peak. The one in the lead is Eight Sword You Jia. He rarely appears in public, but I heard that his swordsmanship is very good.” Senior Sister Tu explained to him.

Then there was a red light falling down and then a variety of other colorful lights one after another, a total of a hundred or so people in all.

Finally, the senior brothers from Shennong Peak arrived. Seeing Senior Sister Tu and Feng Qingxiu they smiled and waved in greeting.

“Where are the peak masters?” Feng Qingxiu asked.

“They take the path above the peaks, and us disciples arrive from below the peaks. This is the rule. Guests take the path of the celestial flying peaks and cannot enter directly.” Senior Sister Tu explained to him.

The sky was getting brighter, and finally, it was their turn.

“Let’s go, it’s time for us to go inside the main hall!” Senior Sister Tu said with excitement, knowing that originally she could have only watched the ceremony from below the peak, so getting this opportunity was really not easy.

“Didn’t you already see the Sect Leader?” Feng Qingxiu asked, though he did not slow down his steps.

“How is that the same, just one glance, one glance and the Sect Leader sent all of us out. I could barely see anything clearly! Only later did we learn from the instructors that that was the Sect Leader! Otherwise, do you think you would have gotten the chance to be injured?” Senior Sister Tu snorted.

“Not necessarily!” If he had known that getting injured would result in being caught by the Sect Leader, he would definitely be the first one, and no one would be able to win against him!

Hundreds of years have washed the paths of the mountain. The main hall was simple but not old, majestic but not gloomy. It was worthy of being called an immortal mountain.

The huge domed roof reached high up to the clouds, but there was not a single stone pillar supporting the main hall. The flying goddesses and fairies depicted on the walls had already begun to play ethereal music, sounding very divine indeed.

Reaching the corner most part of the main hall, he saw that the elders had already been seated above. Only the main seat was still empty.

A breath later.

All the people had arrived.

Yan Zhao said without inflection: “The 1,469 elites of Kun-Lai have all gathered in the main hall, respectfully welcoming the Sect Leader!”

“Respectfully welcoming the Sect Leader!”

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All the disciples knelt and kowtowed at the same time.

“Rise.” In the center of the main hall, a mild voice sounded.

It sounded very familiar to Feng Qingxiu.

But he resisted the strange feeling. He then got up with the other disciples, and raised his head very nervously.

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Qingdi Peak was one of the seventy-two main peaks of Kun-Lai Mountain. Connecting the sky and the earth, the peak was spring all year round, with spiritual birds and immortal cranes hovering. If one must speak of the peak that looked most like paradise in Kun-Lai, it must be Qingdi Peak.

This peak and Shennong Peak were from the same vein, but while being of the same peak, the disciples who grew rice and those who grew herbs had totally different incomes.

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Over time, the competition for resources and talents in the sect naturally led to many scuffles, and the elders who could not stand it anymore had the cultivators specializing in healing ascend to their own mountain peak, to be known as Qingdi Peak.

After this peak ascended, it was like fish in the water and soon became one of the most powerful main peaks of Kun-Lai. However, it didn’t take long for the alchemy branch of Qingdi Peak to feel that it was superior to the rest. After a quarrel, the alchemy branch ascended to the peak known as Danding Peak, and thus also became one of the main peaks.

It was also rumored that the inner alchemy and outer alchemy factions in Danding Peak have been arguing again recently…

The reason why he thought of this was because when Feng Qingxiu woke up, he found that he was on Qingdi Peak.

With him were the senior brothers and sisters who entered the secret realm together.

And his room was actually a private single room that allowed for only one person to stay in.

“This is incredible!” The senior sister with the pet red snake exclaimed while eating melon seeds beside him, “I heard that there are many patients in Qingdi Peak, and the healing wards are limited. Only the Nascent Soul elders have single rooms. Even Golden Core Formation elders must stay in a shared three person room. As for us little Foundation Establishment disciples, we just camp out on the floor. Not even money could buy a bedspot!”

While talking, the senior sister stretched out a lovely little hand towards the clothes placed by his pillow.

Only to be blocked by an expressionless Feng Qingxiu.

“Oh, don’t you be so stingy!” The senior sister looked aggrieved, the look in her eyes pitiful, “This time the top spot must be yours! Just let me touch it to rub off a little bit of immortal energy~”

Feng Qingxiu refused.

“The Sect Leader already embraced you, and yet you won’t even let me rub off some immortal energy. How could there be a junior brother like you~ Come, eat some melon seeds…” The senior sister stretched out her hand and took out another bag. “The seeds of Sticky Cloud White Melon are the most valuable essence of the melons. You can’t even buy a catty with a hundred spiritual stones outside, let me tell you!”

Feng Qingxiu looked at her resentfully, and almost clutched at his heart with distress.

This was why he wanted to hit the wall after waking up!

He was knocked out by the tail of that huge snake! He completely lost consciousness!

The Sect Leader! The real Sect Leader!

The Sect Leader who even Nascent Soul elders haven’t ever had the chance to see!

The Sect Leader actually caught him!

But he actually! Did! Not! Know! Anything!

No feeling at all!

For a mega-fan, encountering this kind of thing was simply worse than death!

And this group of people still insensitively rushed in and asked him about his feelings!

What damn feelings!

Did the feeling of wanting to slam one’s head to death count?

And also, those who wanted to come in and touch his clothes—how could this be allowed!

That was touched by the Sect Leader!

He hadn’t even touched it enough himself! And they even wanted to touch the position where the belt was!

Go away! That’s where the Sect Leader had held him with his arms, no one was allowed to touch except him!

“Senior Sister Tu, your time is up.” Feng Qingxiu switched on the shooing visitor mode.

Qingdi Peak’s private rooms were only allowed to be visited by one person at a time, and there was also a time limit; the privileges were just that remarkable.

“Someone else will still come when I’m gone.” The senior sister was very sad, and both of her long white bunny ears drooped down from her head. Finally she reached out and pinched his face in complaint, “The clothes are not allowed to be touched, but your person should be okay, it’s still rubbing off immortal energy even if just a little bit.”

Feng Qingxiu didn’t refuse this, allowing her to touch without care. Though he didn’t say that the last senior brother who wanted to touch him was beaten up by him and had to be carried out—after all, Peak Master Tu of Shennong Peak, who had taken care of him, was Senior Sister Tu’s father.

When the senior sister walked away resentfully, someone else soon walked in.

Feng Qingxiu’s injury was not yet healed completely, so he didn’t get up to greet him—this time he was injured quite seriously, but it was not a fatal injury. The medicine of Qingdi Peak that could cure injuries instantly must be paid for and he couldn’t afford that right now.

The things he got from the secret realm had to be ranked, and it was temporarily unavailable. He also did not want to affect his ranking because of this.

But the person who came in turned out to be Ye Han.

The gloomy young man came in and stood there without speaking, and the air was suddenly filled with embarrassment.

Feng Qingxiu gently asked him about his recent cultivation.

Ye Han did not answer.

Feng Qingxiu thought for a while and asked: “It’s different from what you imagined, right?”

Ye Han was silent.

Feng Qingxiu smiled: “When I was a child, I heard a lot of stories and envied the cultivators. I always felt that after I began to cultivate, I would be unparalleled in the world and the world would bow at my feet. But I found that it was not the case when I really stepped onto the path of cultivation.”

Ye Han raised his eyes to look at him.

“Although the road to cultivation is wide and our generation of cultivators wander through it, the truth is that every step is difficult,” Feng Qingxiu told him briefly, “This was why the Sect Leader founded the three outer sect schools back then. While in the three schools, our temperament is refined. No matter how impulsive, reckless and lazy, such traits are diluted at the outer sect. Only those who have a satisfactory temperament can stay.”

Ye Han lowered his head again.

“Kun-Lai Mountain is shaped like a horseshoe and surrounds the Central Continent. It has many conflicts with the Outlands. It is not uncommon for deaths and injuries every year. If you wait until entering the inner sect to learn defense skills, it will be too late. Therefore, for you not to know how to cooperate with us is natural. There are too many key points, and there was no time to elaborate them with you one by one. Besides, after we came back, did our senior brothers and sisters blame you?”

As for being scolded at the time—that was really nothing, he didn’t just want to scold him at the time. If it wasn’t for the critical situation, he even wanted to beat him up. But now that they were back, thinking about the situation at that time, everyone would definitely no longer mind as much. At most there might be a few words of sarcasm in private. After all, it was not like he did it on purpose, so they would only appear small-minded by scolding him. In addition, the ranking was also being carried out and no one would stir up trouble.

Ye Han’s clenched fists finally loosened a bit. He said, “I didn’t get the top spot.”

“Is it important?” Feng Qingxiu asked him.

“I promised Mingyu.” But he didn’t hold up to his promise, so now he didn’t even dare to see her. Ye Han felt disappointment in his heart, thinking that he had messed up again.

The Sect Leader must have definitely seen his performance as well.

How could he possibly accept him as an apprentice now?

“Fairy Mingyu is the only disciple in Kun-Lai who hasn’t gone through the outer sect.” Feng Qingxiu thought for a while, but couldn’t think of any words of advice, so he said straightforwardly, “Bro, I really can’t help you with this, the thoughts and feelings of girls, I really don’t have much experience on.”

There were a few girls who wanted to hook up with him in the outer sect, but he rejected them—after all, he was a person with a betrothed at the time.

Ye Han nodded: “I understand. Many thanks.”

After a pause, he spoke again, “I’m sorry for the previous thing.”

Then he left.

Wait, what do you understand?

Feng Qingxiu was confused, did I say anything?

After sorting his mind, he placed his previous clothes under his head.

He also needed to breathe in immortal energy, as for everyone else, don’t even think of breathing it!

He was still feeling a bit sad that he didn’t get to see the Sect Leader.

“Is your injury better?” A familiar voice asked, the visitor was clad in obsidian black robes and had long white hair, appearing soundlessly. But that demeanor and graceful bearing, just a glance and no one would ever forget.

“Why are you here!” Feng Qingxiu looked at the person in obsidian black robes who suddenly appeared next to him, so startled he hugged his clothes tightly, “This is Qingdi Peak!”

Unlike the retirement resort that was Shennong Peak, Qingdi Peak was the place with the most traffic in Kun-Lai, and the peak master was one of the Synthesis elders!

If caught, there would be many on Qingdi Peak who could deal with him!

The healing sections on the Net Charn were full of experimental test reports of their cooperation with the Mountain Patrol Bureau Prison.

“So what?” He replied casually.

“You are too bold! There are Synthesis elders here!”

“You and Ye Han are really two ends of a balance.” Ji Yunlai laughed. “He firmly believes that he is the son of destiny. You think that all high level cultivators are not kind. If you both can complement each other, it would be much more balanced.”

“When I entered the lower school, the instructor told us countless examples of deception from high level cultivators. Kun-Lai has always been the focus of ingratiation by those little sects!” Feng Qingxiu said seriously, “so I won’t fall for it.”

Ji Yunlai smiled but did not say a word.

“Thank you for teaching me the seals this time, I will definitely repay you, just leave quickly!” Feng Qingxiu felt a headache, painstakingly persuading, “I will not be your apprentice, I can basically guarantee that I will be able to stay in Kun-Lai this time! I don’t want to go to other places.”

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“Really?” Ji Yunlai laughed and began to look forward to tomorrow’s ceremony.

“More real than Crystal Rice!” Feng Qingxiu replied decisively!

Ji Yunlai laughed happily.

AN: The Sect Leader expresses that he feels very happy when bullying his apprentice.

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The supreme nine heavens, traversing through tribulations.

This is the Calamity Sword.

It is the most renowned killing sword after the ancient era of myths.

It is not to save others, but to save oneself.

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It is neither gold nor stone nor wood but is forged from the essence of countless celestial demons, refined with one’s own mind and soul.

Celestial demons are pervasive; cultivators, if even slightly careless in their daily practice, can be invaded by heart demons and fall into the demonic path.

Thus, what is forged is not a sword of gold or stone but a soul blade crafted from the essence of these formless, senseless celestial demons.

What it cuts is not the flesh but the soul.

Before this sword, all techniques and defenses are as thin as paper, all laws extinguished.

Mastering this sword makes one nearly invincible in the world.

Whether you are a Nascent Soul, a Demigod, or a Synthesis level cultivator, it can kill with a single strike, without any exception.

Every time this sword appears, it brings catastrophe upon the world.

It sounds mysterious, but it’s simple to explain: the cultivator draws a celestial demon into their sea of consciousness (any evil thought or demonic thought during meditation can attract them), defeats it, collects its remaining essence, then attracts another, defeats it, and collects… until they feel they have enough, then condense the gathered essence into a soul blade. The more collected, the stronger the sword.

Of course, if one feels confident in their mental fortitude, they can draw in ten or a hundred at a time. The more defeated, the more the sword is tempered.

But there is one caveat: if the celestial demon defeats you, it takes over your body and uses it as it wishes.

More importantly, the more celestial demons attracted, the more celestial demonic marks one accumulates, attracting even more powerful celestial demons.

Naturally, the sword becomes sharper, more harmful to others and oneself.

Its limits are unknown.

No one has truly mastered this sword.

Perhaps some particularly gifted individuals managed to master it temporarily, but the celestial demons are endless and relentless. No matter how strong one’s soul is, it cannot withstand the constant invasion day and night. When the soul weakens and can no longer endure, the celestial demon takes over, occupying the body, turning it into a terrifying vessel that only knows slaughter, bringing calamity to innocents.

Therefore, the young man and the nightingale did not feel ashamed about being afraid.

Those who cultivate this sword are either the maddest of madmen or desperate gamblers, and they are inherently not to be provoked.

In the stalemate, the other finally spoke.

“The Great Xuan imperial bloodline?” the new arrival asked casually. His clear eyes were like water, dim and deep, yet cold as a sword, piercing straight to the heart.

“The Great Xuan has long been destroyed. What imperial bloodline?” the young man sneered. “Among your disciples, there is a pure-blooded imperial descendant, but besides opening this secret realm, what use is he?”

He naturally recognized that the other’s cultivation method was the same vein as those youths.

“If you don’t want to talk, then forget it.” Ji Yunlai raised his hand. He had only asked casually because of the mention of “Yin Xianjing”. The information suggested that to avoid pursuit, the Great Xuan imperial family had changed their surname from Yin to Li, and that Yin Xianjing might be Li Xianjing.

But after being shamelessly threatened by himself, he was no longer obsessed with his forgotten memories.

Since this spirit demon wanted to devour his disciples, there was no need to leave it alive.

A pinpoint of light condensed at his fingertip, and as the light flickered, the entire secret realm trembled slightly.

Even his own spirit felt that overwhelming, fearsome, and dominating intent of absolute annihilation.

“You intruded into our tomb and now want to kill us, isn’t it all for the Three Lives Three World Divine Codex? Why don’t you even ask?” The nightingale flew up in anger. “What difference is there between you who want to exterminate us and the Great Xuan of the past?”

Ji Yunlai did not waste words. The light flashed with a casual wave of his hand as if he found them bothersome.

There was no escape, no avoidance.

After the sword light passed, the two spirit demons were gone.

Ji Yunlai frowned slightly.

This strike was not complete. Memory issues had left a gap, so it had only gravely injured them.

Just as he was about to follow up with another strike, his spiritual sense detected some disturbance among his disciples.

He glanced at the place where the spirit demons were, then disappeared.

***

Above the blue lake, a giant snake stood upright, hissing and spewing rainfalls of venom.

The Kun-Lai cultivators worked extremely hard to defend against it. This was not a Foundation Establishment level monster, but a Golden Core Formation.

“Dodge! Maintain your spiritual body armor!” Feng Qingxiu tried to land on the back of the monster, but the opponent’s speed was beyond his reach, and as a result he was viciously knocked away.

Everyone had learned this body armor protection technique that only lasted a few seconds. The effect was surprisingly good against venom, flame, stone rain and other long range attacks. But just using it once meant a large loss of spiritual energy, and it was difficult to use it again in a short amount of time.

It was a life-saving technique.

Except for Ye Han.

Fortunately, he was lucky and the poison didn’t land on him.

Feng Qingxiu made a gesture with his fingers and several butterflies passed by, which incinerated at the same time. Several talisman seals flashed brightly and formed an extremely simple spiritual ward of entrapment. However, the giant snake just struggled once, and the seals began to fall apart. He reached out and threw out that spiritual seal talisman.

The light of the talisman flashed, forming a huge pyramid and imprisoning the giant snake, the vertex of which was where the spiritual seal talisman was located.

The giant snake struggled frantically, throwing itself against the countless lines of the ward.

“Superposition!” Feng Qingxiu felt his spiritual energy being consumed wildly, almost drying out instantly.

A disciple immediately stepped forward, placed a palm on his back, and transferred his spiritual energy, but was immediately frightened by the speed of absorption: “Not enough, come quickly!”

As a result, more disciples stepped forward, each placing their palm on the back of the person in front of them.

“Not enough, more support!”

“Coming!”

After just a few breaths, almost everyone had come forward and entered the chain of spiritual energy transference. From a distance, it looked like a human chain, their breathing completely blending into one being. Obviously this was not the first time they had done this.

Ye Han also leaned forward and transferred his spiritual energy.

“Damn it! Get away!” The disciple who he had placed his palm on was shocked, “You can’t do it!”

Ye Han was furious, what right do you have to look down on me! Like a long river, his spiritual energy flowed into the chain.

However, as soon as he input his spiritual energy, the pyramid formed from the talisman spiritual ward immediately had a crack. The giant snake’s pupils dilated, seizing the opportunity and hitting against the crack with all its strength!

Boom!

The spiritual ward bursted into pieces.

Under the huge countershock, the entire human chain instantly broke apart.

“You haven’t cultivated the Gui Yi method, so why did you go ahead and join in!” The disciple roared, “The talisman spiritual ward can only be supported with one kind of spiritual energy, and if there is more than one kind inputted it would fall apart. Don’t you have any common sense!”

“Be careful!” Someone next to him pushed him away, avoiding a splash of venom.

Ye Han was both aggrieved and angry. He did not argue back but raised his sword and rushed towards the giant snake.

Feng Qingxiu dodged the giant snake’s killing move with some difficulty. He had received the greatest countershock force from the breaking of the ward. If it weren’t for his shadow helping him out subtly, just standing up would have been a problem now.

Even so, his internal organs were already badly injured and on top of that he had managed to attract the greatest hatred of the giant snake.

What alternatives were there now?

“Who still has poison pills?” He asked loudly.

The surrounding disciples threw at least a dozen of them over and he grabbed all of them into his palm.

At the same time, the giant snake also threw itself at him, its jaw wide open and intending to swallow him in one bite.

The snake’s forked tongue was odious and flexible; Feng Qingxiu slashed at it with a sword only to be catapulted away.

So instead he charged into the snake’s mouth.

Gathering spiritual energy in his palm, he blasted the poison pills down into the snake’s throat.

The giant snake’s pupils dilated, as if it had eaten something dirty. The mouth of the snake stretched wide open, and with a screeching hiss it squirted out the snake venom and the objects in its throat.

This plan was also useless…

The disciples around couldn’t help but despair in their hearts.

“Scatter!” Feng Qingxiu shouted sternly.

This snake would definitely chase after some, but it was better than all of them dying here.

But before he finished speaking, he was suddenly whipped by the snake’s tail and sent flying far away.

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“Senior Brother!” Someone screamed.

However, in the next second, he fell into the arms of a person.

The new arrival glanced at the giant snake calmly.

Its body instantly froze.

In the next moment, it shattered into pieces and the sky suddenly seemed to rain blood.

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The boundless blue waves, the small dragonflies flitting among the lotus flowers, the vast mist-covered water extending into the distance, hazy like a beauty draped in light muslin.

The indistinct drifting mist, the echoing gentle song.

Paradise on earth was nothing more beautiful than this scenery.

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However, the disciples of Kun-Lai who fell into the water as soon as they passed through the exit only exchanged glances, a hint of precaution in their eyes.

The mist was understandable, but where did this faint singing come from?

It seemed to pass through the endless fog to reach the ears from all directions.

Ye Han yawned.

Having been on high-alert for several days, feeling a little tired should be understandable—and then he was slapped in the face.

“Soul Capturing Melody, quick, recite the Purifying Spirit Incantation.” Feng Qingxiu swiftly wrote a small incantation of one hundred and ten words on his hand.

Ye Han was a little angry and a little aggrieved, but he couldn’t vent at all, so he could only bow his head to memorize the incantation.

“It’s this thing again. I didn’t expect it to be so useful.” A senior brother who was carrying a sword recited the incantation several times. Instantly, he felt that the sleepiness was gone quickly and he was back to feeling energetic. He sighed, “I used to jump off the cliffs of Yangshuo Peak because I couldn’t recite this.”

“Who didn’t jump, a life without jumping off cliffs is not a complete Kun-Lai life!” The person next to him said, but also sounding a little bit sorrowful, “but to be honest, is having to memorize so many incantations really not a specially set up obstacle to reduce the number of disciples?”

“Being able to recite incantations in the lower school eliminates idiots first and lazy people second. It is quite reasonable. Is there a better way than the checkpoints personally set by the Sect Leader?” Feng Qingxiu defended.

“Ye Han, I think if you had gone to the lower school your name would have been weeded out in the first month’s mini examination.” Someone next to Ye Han teased him. The upper, middle and lower schools of the outer sect held exams every month over twelve years, and those who failed the exams would be kicked out of the mountain sect.

“Where is this?” Not wanting to argue, Ye Han changed the subject.

“It looks a bit like Wuling Sea?” Feng Qingxiu compared it to one of Western Continent’s scenic spots.

“It is the Wuling Sea!” The senior sister who was petting her red snake replied, looking very solemn and worried. “My family is from the Tianhua prefecture in the Wuling Sea. ‘Thousand miles of mist disappearing into the distance, ten thousand miles without a trace of footprints, where is the most dangerous place between heaven and earth, surely it is within Wuling.’ This saying refers to this place.”

“What do you mean?” Ye Han didn’t understand.

“That is to say, there are no people within these thousands of miles, and it is one of the most dangerous places in the world.” Feng Qingxiu explained to him in a low voice, “Originally, Wuling Sea was the largest lake in the Western Continent, but it was later occupied by the Great Xuan to expand its borders. The human races in the Western Continent migrated and settled in large numbers since then. Although there had been human races who settled here before Great Xuan, they were all small tribal nations and can be considered as bordering the Outlands.”

“Yes, later the Great Xuan collapsed and one of the princes established himself as the ruler of the Great Western Kingdom here in the Western Continent. Unfortunately, he was later attacked by the Celestial Alliance. The imperial family retreated to their imperial mausoleum and ended in mutual destruction with the Celestial Alliance at the time. The mausoleum is located in the lake hundreds of miles away.” The senior sister of the Yushou Peak went on to explain, “Later, the Sect Leader’s sword cut the main mountain, and introduced the waters of the South Sea into the Western Continent. After the water element on this land was sufficient, the Wuling Sea began to expand year after year, becoming thousands of miles of blue water. As for the exact location of the mausoleum, no one knew anymore.”

“What is the Celestial Alliance and what is the Great Xuan?” Ye Han asked again in a whisper.

“The Celestial Alliance is the alliance of all cultivators in this world. Its existence was brief, after fighting the Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty, civil strife began to disperse among their ranks. The Great Xuan was the empire that unified the human race thousands of years ago.” Someone next to him explained to him, “When we go back, go look through “A Brief History of Human Cultivation”, only possessing more knowledge would you not be so easily fooled in the outside world.”

Ye Han felt that he was being silently disparaged, and felt a little aggrieved. He stopped asking questions and secretly vowed to go back and read more.

Everyone started discussing what to do next.

“Hiss!” The little red snake suddenly straightened up in the arms of the senior sister, baring its fangs.

“There are snakes!”

“Be careful of the water!”

Under the bottomless water, there were faint black oblong figures approaching.

“I have realgar.” Feng Qingxiu took out a large piece of ore from his pouch, crushed it and sprinkled it into the water.

“I have this too.”

“Me too.”

***

After one round, he actually received a hundred catties of realgar. Several disciples of the Yushou Sect were so angry that their complexions were blue. With just a glance, they knew that these realgar were prepared to guard against them. And more importantly, their precious little beasts were about to vomit, ai~ such distress.

However, those black figures were still rapidly converging.

The closer they got, the more they realized how huge the number was, a large black swath that almost turned the entire sea black.

“Let’s go!” Feng Qingxiu pulled up a previously injured junior brother, “Take out all the Water Treading Talismans, don’t bother saving. And everyone’s pet food supply or Azure Rice, throw a handful!”

The senior sister of the Yushou Peak gritted her teeth, held down the red snake that was almost going wild, took out a dozen live mice from her pouch and threw them into the water.

The mice exploded into panic in an instant, scattering and dispersing away in all directions.

The remaining people who also had live food also threw a bunch of worms.

The snakes paused for a moment and then rushed to the food in an instant. After all, the humans were too big. Although they haven’t seen live food for a long time, these rats that could be swallowed whole were their hearts’ favorite.

As for the disciples, they have all turned into countless rays of light, flying off into the distance.

“Kun-Lai mice, senior sister is really rich.” Someone praised her while escaping.

“That’s right, sister, are you still short of snakes? I can be your snake…”

“Shut up!”

***

Countless black snakes looked at their distant figures, but did not chase them anymore. Instead, they grabbed a dozen mice and retreated into a cave under the water.

A nightingale singing softly paused in its singing and turned to look at the face of the person next to it.

He was a young and elegant looking man with long slender eyebrows, with an unexpected resemblance to Ye Han. He had a golden snake hairpiece tying up his hair and a gentle demeanor, but there was an uncontrollable wicked glint in his eyes.

He sat next to a konghou (TN: Chinese harp), staring at the colorless strings.

“How long has it been?” The young man picked up a mouse handed over by the black snakes, swallowed it in one bite, and asked the nightingale beside him with an expression of enjoyment.

“It’s been 1,500 years.” The nightingale’s voice was clear and melodious, “No living person has entered Wuling Sea in 1,500 years.”

“These Kun-Lai mice were fed with spiritual rice. There is no trace of impurities, and the meat is very tender. It would not lose to the delicacies at an imperial banquet.” The young man sighed leisurely, “I was also a bigshot who could compete with Yin Xianjing in the past, but now I have fallen on such hard times, having to compete with spiritual beasts for food. Fate does like to work in odd ways.”

His food was not even as good as the fodder of spiritual beasts. This feeling was quite strange indeed.

“This sect is quite rich,” the nightingale said nonchalantly, “Is that young man who opened the imperial mausoleum his reincarnation?”

“There’s some similarity, but also not.” The young man smiled, “Back then, Su Wan cooperated with the High Priest and tampered with the treasure of Great Xuan—the Three Lives Three Worlds Divine Codex, so that those of us who had reached the end of our lives were cast into animal reincarnations, unable to utilize the human fortune to cultivate. I wonder if he ever found the whole and intact version.”

“Do you want to eat them?” The nightingale asked.

“We won’t be able to eat them, an important guest has arrived.” The young man raised his head and looked in front of him.

Under the nightingale’s surprised eyes, a halo of brilliance flashed, revealing the hem of dark robes.

That person had white hair and wore sweeping obsidian black, his eyes were still and waveless, his presence powerful and indomitable. Even they themselves who possessed impressive cultivation levels could not help but feel that this was a being completely out of reach when laying eyes on him.

Accompanying this new arrival was a hint of invisible sword intent.

So frightening that their souls started to tremble involuntarily.

This was simply inconceivable!

Sweat dripped down from the young man’s forehead, and he asked in a low voice, “Dear brother, were we really stuck here for only 1,500 years?”

“The water clock calculated so!” The nightingale shrank back and shivered on his shoulder.

“Then how come there would be a monster who is able to cultivate the Calamity Sword?” The young man gritted his teeth, “Does he have hatred against all the living creatures in this world?”

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Extraterrestrial celestial demons rained chaos on the world, always tempting those who were not strong in mind and will to fall into the abyss. The power of this sword could break all the world’s incantations and spiritual techniques with a single strike, the Great Xuan Immortal Dynasty had encountered cultivators who tried to cultivate the Calamity Sword several times, but everytime it only led to the massacre of countless lives.

“Idiot, if you don’t know, then how should I?”

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