"Clang—"

The bronze golem slammed down with a hammer.

Xiao Canglan's axe shattered into pieces.

Seeing Xiao Canglan being bullied by the puppet.

Su Qinghe drew her twin swords and charged forward.

With her ribbons fluttering at her waist, she moved with the grace of a fairy, killing as beautifully as dancing.

Gingerbread got tired of cutting grass, took out a spirit fruit, ate it, sat cross-legged, and looked in the direction of the fight.

She had been observing the battle situation.

When the time is right, I will lend a helping hand to Senior Sister Su.

Xiao Canglan's axe was smashed, so he could only draw his old longsword to continue fighting.

The handsome man and beautiful woman worked together seamlessly.

The scene was so pleasing to the eye that Gingerbread couldn't help but take out a photo recorder to capture it.

The gaze shifted to the corner.

Well.....

Wen Yuzhao was even more slippery than her, hovering at the edge of the battle zone, occasionally planting a vine.

Let the vines attack the bronze statue.

Alternatively, you could use a wood spirit root to plant a strange-looking tree.

The sapling stretched its head forward and spat out a seed.

The seed explodes when it hits the puppet.

"It looks like Plants vs. Zombies!" Gingerbread mumbled, biting into a spirit fruit.

Fen Jue: "Your second senior brother is just as cunning as you."

"It's really tough," Gingerbread said, wiping her mouth clean and sighing with worry. "Second Senior Brother can't reveal that he's a demon cultivator, and I can't reveal you or our other trump cards either."

"It will be a little difficult for Senior Sister Su and Senior Brother Xiao."

Fen Jue nodded, "That makes sense."

The bronze statue puppet is impervious to swords and spears.

Apart from the clanging sound of metal colliding when struck.

It won't cause it any harm.

Su Qinghe and Xiao Canglan had almost exhausted their spiritual power, but the puppet was still full of energy.

The odds of winning are slim if the game continues like this.

Burning Blade reminded: "The back of the head is the most vulnerable part; the crystal core that usually controls the puppet is located there."

"good!"

Gingerbread cupped her hands together and shouted, "Senior Sister Su! Strike the back of the head!"

"What?" Su Qinghe's ears were ringing from the sound of the sword blade colliding with the bronze statue, and she couldn't hear what Jiang Bingbing was saying. Xiao Canglan was the same.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yuzhao reacted swiftly, using vines to attack the bronze statue's head.

Xiao Canglan and Su Qinghe immediately understood after seeing it.

The two of them took off from the spot.

He held a long sword and stabbed it towards the back of the bronze statue's head.

That's truly worthy of a sword strike from a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The moment the sword pierced the back of the bronze puppet statue's head, a crack appeared, and the puppet swayed in place.

Wen Yuzhao delivered another blow.

The statue's head exploded.

A gray octahedral crystal core rolled out of it.

"This is a good thing, it's full of spiritual energy." Su Qinghe smiled and waved, "Here you go, Little Cake!"

Gingerbread came running over, panting, and said in surprise:

"Senior sister, this is the spoils of war you obtained after defeating the puppet with great difficulty."

Su Qinghe: "You came up with the solution! Here, take it~ Be good~"

She reached out and pinched Gingerbread's cheek.

It feels really good.

No wonder even someone as aloof as Liu Zheng likes to pinch things.

"Hehe, thank you, Senior Sister Su." Gingerbread stuffed the crystal core into her storage bag.

She had two pouches that looked like sachets hanging from her waist.

It's a storage bag.

One contained her own belongings, and the other was a "gift" from Song Yuechen's cave.

...

With the puppet at the entrance defeated, Song Yuechen, who was far away on the judging panel of the alchemy competition, paused slightly.

His expression quickly returned to normal.

With a slight smile on her lips, she chatted happily with the sect leader of the Nine Heavens Sect, the silver brocade at the edge of her brocade robe shimmering.

Her face was like a painting, and her every movement exuded elegance and grace.

All the alchemists participating in the competition on Jin Yutai held their breath and remained silent.

Seated on the judging panel were two of the most authoritative alchemists in the cultivation world: the ninth-grade alchemist, the sect leader of the Nine Heavens Sect, and the eighth-grade alchemist, Song Yuechen.

The young alchemists whispered among themselves.

They had all heard that Song Yuechen was kind and generous, but no one had ever mentioned that Master Song was so handsome.

The bells are ringing here.

The Alchemist Conference has officially begun.

...

Over there at Qianlai Mountain.

Jiang Bingbing and the other three entered the courtyard. She asked Old Huang, "Where is the Spirit Bone Grass?"

Old Huang: "The hot spring in the back mountain."

They crossed the courtyard and headed straight for the back mountain.

There was no obstruction from the courtyard to the back mountain.

They didn't even see a single servant or steward.

The emptiness and quietness were abnormal.

As a result, even if Gingerbread stood in front of the Spirit Bone Grass and a flower bud had just bloomed on it, she wouldn't dare to pull it out.

"How eerie~" Su Qinghe looked around.

Xiao Canglan: "Could it be that this is a fake Spirit Bone Grass?"

Old Huang, inside the storage bag, said eagerly, "It's true."

Gingerbread raised his hand and touched his chin.

"It's really the Spirit Bone Grass, but it's so easy to get in. It's hard not to suspect that there's a trap inside."

The Spirit Bone Grass was right in front of them.

The four of them stood there stunned for a few minutes.

"Never mind!" Gingerbread gritted her teeth, took out the jade bottle containing the Spirit Bone Grass, and said, "I'll get it first."

The moment her hand touched the spirit bone grass, the space above the hot spring distorted, and a phantom image of a person appeared.

The man had black hair and wore a brocade robe; his face was as beautiful as the clouds and the moon, exuding an aura of a celestial being who could only be admired from afar.

"Senior brother, I knew you weren't dead."

Song Yuechen smiled, her voice low and lingering, as if she were whispering to a lover.

Su Qinghe: Why are people here all of a sudden?

“Patta, patta—”

Gingerbread broke off both of the Spirit Bone Grass plants.

Beside the tranquil hot spring, a sudden sound shattered the sticky atmosphere created by Song Yuechen.

"Good to know," Jiang Bingbing said on behalf of Old Huang. "Then we'll take our leave first. Your senior brother said he'll come to meet you again when he's fully recovered. Bye-bye!"

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