Xiu Qiyu twitched his lips: "It was personally refined by the Palace Master."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, all five people wore expressions of utter disbelief. They simultaneously rubbed their ears, wondering if they had misheard. Who was Jing Li? He was the Hall Master of the Pill King Palace, a powerful figure in the late Nascent Soul stage, and known for his capricious nature and complete disregard for rules. Over the years, countless people had tried to obtain pills and spirit wine from him, only to be extorted or ridiculed nine times out of ten. To expect Jing Li to willingly refine pills for someone? Heh... unless it was one of his disciples or a few close friends.

What makes Ye Han, this nobody, so special? So many sect leaders and elders couldn't do it, but this guy did it all, and he does it all with such a nonchalant attitude.

"That's impossible," Zhang Yue said, her face darkening.

Xiu Qiyu could only chuckle.

Xiao Yezi pestered Jing Li to get him a lot of things to save his life, and in the end Jing Li wished Xiao Chong would come over and set him on fire.

"It was a gift from my junior sister."

"It's Junior Sister again." Xu Ling was furious. "Could it be that Jing Li's illegitimate daughter lives in Luoxia Valley? Otherwise, how could she have obtained such a precious item?"

Despite having an illegitimate daughter, Jing Li is still single.

However, Xiao Yezi is the apple of the Palace Master's eye, spoiled rotten.

Kong Qingqiu's expression shifted, looking conflicted: "Your junior sister isn't Ye Xiruo, is she?" Although the guess was absurd and even laughable, it wasn't impossible upon reflection.

Because of Xiu Qiyu, Luoxia Valley has become a major focus of attention for various forces across the continent. Isn't Yue Lianqing the most famous junior sister of Luoxia Valley? She's the sect leader's daughter, and rumored to be a devoted lover. What a pity! The goddess is willing, but the king is indifferent. Besides, I've never heard of Yue Lianqing being an alchemist!

Xiu Qiyu raised an eyebrow. Now that things have come to this point, the traitor Yin Tianhua has been killed, and these people seem to be doing well, with nothing to hide.

So he nodded.

"Oh my god, you're not Xiu Qiyu, are you?!" Xu Ling looked like she was about to faint.

Xiu Qiyu looked at Xu Ling with a half-smile and nodded.

Xu Ling clutched her forehead, saying, "No, I'm too badly injured. I need to rest." Then she simply lay down. Thinking about how stupid she'd been to ask Xiu Qiyu about him and even subtly badmouth Ye Xiruo, she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself. But, what could she do? Her crush was disguised; she hadn't noticed!

"Let's rest for a bit, or let's go in as soon as possible!"

"good."

The restrictions in front of the cave entrance are similar to the previous ones. Find the weakest points and bombard them directly.

Half an hour later, they finally broke the restriction, and smiles appeared on the faces of the five people.

“Let’s all be careful. This is a cave dwelling left behind by a powerful cultivator at the Integration stage. It was accidentally discovered by our sect members back then. Although they took some things, the true inheritance is still here,” Xu Ling said directly.

A look of surprise flashed across the faces of the others; this must be their chance.

"However, don't be too happy yet. The inheritance is naturally for those who are destined to receive it. If you force it, people will die." Her sect has already lost quite a few members.

She would never be like those senior members of the sect, eagerly rushing off to their deaths.

"Should we go our separate ways or together?"

“Since the senior is looking for a successor, it naturally depends on individual fate. I think we should part ways,” Zhang Yue said after thinking for a moment.

Everyone else agreed.

Unexpectedly, just as the group was about to split up, they were torn apart by a powerful force. Only after their toes touched the ground did they realize they had been taken to the main hall.

Directly opposite them stood the three-person-tall statue, holding a sharp longsword. "Inheritors, welcome to the Xuan Tian Hall. Do you accept the test?"

"Senior, people will die!" Xu Ling whispered.

"As long as you have good intentions, you generally won't die." But in other situations, people will still die.

Looking at the empty hall and recalling their experience of being forcibly brought here, the group nodded in unison: "We are willing to accept the test."

"If you can't hold on, you can quit; you must not force yourself." Forcing yourself can easily kill you.

"Yes, senior." Then, the group was enveloped in a white light and disappeared from the spot.

Xiu Qiyu frowned as she looked at the dark figure opposite her, and without any hesitation, killed it cleanly and swiftly. Then, a flash of white light appeared before her eyes, and two more dark figures appeared in front of her, whom she killed just as casually.

By the time sixty-four dark figures stood before him, Xiu Qiyu's face had turned pale and looked extremely unpleasant.

However, he would never give up until the very last moment. If he wasn't strong enough, how could he take revenge and protect Xiao Yezi? He had to seize this opportunity.

Xiu Qiyu moved through the shadows using his self-created sword steps. He was the one being ganged up on now, and he could no longer just charge in with a sword and wait to be chopped into mincemeat.

After Xiu Qiyu single-handedly killed ten shadowy figures, the remaining figures formed a circle, with smaller circles inside the larger one. Xiu Qiyu couldn't help but curse, "How am I supposed to fight like this?!"

There were fifty-four shadowy figures, each with the strength of a Golden Core cultivator. Now they had formed an impenetrable wall, and they might even unleash a combined attack. There was no way they could survive.

"Should I withdraw from the assessment?"

"no."

Xiu Qiyu gritted her teeth and decided to try a sneak attack first. If that didn't work, she would try other methods.

The attack just now only killed one shadowy figure and seriously injured two others. Xiu Qiyu died in despair.

That sword move was quite powerful, but they managed to block it, and it almost pierced his heart.

If the wound on his chest had been any deeper, he would have been seriously injured, if not killed.

He sprinkled hemostatic powder on the ground, and countless ice-blue snowflakes gathered around him, condensing into more than thirty ice-blue longswords, which flew fiercely towards the group of dark figures.

The ice sword possessed a powerful dual effect of paralysis and freezing; anyone wounded by it would have their mobility severely restricted. Therefore, Xiu Qiyu wasn't in a hurry. The ice sword wasn't meant to directly kill the shadowy figure; area-of-effect attacks wouldn't be enough to kill a boss. She simply skillfully manipulated the ice sword, moving back and forth within the perfect formation, causing disruption. Yes, disruption.

Finally, when the ice sword was almost destroyed, he directly exploded the remaining ice sword, killing eight shadowy figures and seriously injuring more than a dozen others with that single blow.

Xiu Qiyu's face finally showed a bit more warmth. "I don't believe I can't kill you puppets."

Next, we'll strike while the iron is hot and finish it off. (To be continued.)