Jing Li's competitive spirit was also completely ignited, and she had been working on the antidote for the past few days, almost to the point of madness. This moved Zhan Changtian and Yu Kou somewhat; the Palace Master didn't seem as ruthless and heartless as they had imagined. She had been doing her best for Zhan Changtian these past few days, and Zhan Changtian was prepared to increase the reward even further.

This is another beautiful misunderstanding, but unfortunately no one is willing to take the initiative to clarify it.

Three days later, Zhan Changtian and Jing Li finally emerged from the cave. Yu Kou floated down from the tree: "Did you succeed?"

Zhan Changtian nodded: "It's all thanks to Palace Master Jingli's miraculous healing."

"I'm only doing this because of the elixirs and spirit stones, hmph."

After spending a few days together, the two had gained a certain understanding of Jing Li's personality and realized that Lord I was being arrogant again. They exchanged a glance but didn't mind.

"What are Palace Master Jingli's plans next? The second round of the competition seems to be ending soon." Zhan Changtian wondered if Mu Feng had returned to his original level. After this battle, he had gained a lot of insights and his strength had improved even more. He couldn't wait to fight Mu Feng again.

"I don't have any plans. I'll just collect some points if any fools try to rob me."

So that's how the Palace Master's points are earned.

"In that case, we'll take our leave." Zhan Changtian and Yu Kou had worked together for a long time, so they decided to continue walking together. If the two of them encountered Lang Sha and Mu Feng individually, they would definitely be seriously injured. But if the two of them were together, they could easily sweep through the secret realm. Even if Mu Feng and Lang Sha were together, they wouldn't have the upper hand.

Zishu spent three days healing Ye Liusha's knotted meridians. With the help of precious medicinal liquid, Ye Liusha's injuries were almost completely healed. All that remained was for him to recuperate slowly.

After recovering from his illness, Ye Liusha did not leave immediately. Instead, he held his sword and followed Zishu closely.

"Is there anything else?"

Night Sands shook his head.

"You want to stay by my side to continue recovering from your injuries." Yes, that must be it, Zishu started to fill in the blanks in her mind.

Ye Liusha's lips twitched, but he didn't refute it. Let Sui Zishu think what he wants!

"To protect you."

“I don’t need your protection.” Zishu pointed outside.

"Are you talking about those idiots? If the alien race sends just one expert, those people will vanish without a trace."

Zishu was shocked. He hadn't expected that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would have such sharp words, but what they said seemed to make sense.

"I don't need your protection. The second round of the competition is about to end, and we are still competitors."

“We can cooperate.” Ye Liusha pointed to the rankings on the screen. Zishu almost spat out a mouthful of blood. How could Xiu Qiyu, that bastard, be ranked twelfth? Seeing that he was about to break into the top ten, the little flame of anger deep in Zishu’s heart began to burn fiercely.

Where Zishu couldn't see, Ye Liusha's serious face twisted into a smile. Having followed Zishu for several days, he had also noticed the animosity between Zishu and Xiu Qiyu. They weren't enemies, but they clearly disliked each other; Zishu was happy when Xiu Qiyu was in trouble. And if Xiu Qiyu had any good fortune, Zishu would definitely be the first to turn against him.

This was a perfect opportunity, and he seized upon it.

What about the group outside?

"Let them disperse. Those who want to follow us are welcome, just don't hold us back."

Zishu nodded, thinking that there was strength in numbers and that it would be helpful to support them: "It's decided then." Zishu and Ye Liusha were now ranked quite close, with Zishu in the thirties and Ye Liusha in the twenties.

Zishu's cultivation level was slightly higher than Ye Liusha's, but these sword cultivators were fearless in their fighting, risking their lives for points. Zishu had killed quite a few alien races along the way, but mainly focused on eating, drinking, researching spiritual herbs, and refining pills. He didn't care much about rankings; after all, he was miles ahead of Xiu Qiyu.

As a result, that bastard Xiu Qiyu, I don't know what kind of luck he had, actually found opportunities one after another. His points increased at a ridiculously fast rate. Even riding a flying magical artifact wouldn't have made him do it this quickly.

Now, Zishu has fallen behind in both realm and points ranking, and he feels a fire burning in his heart.

Soon, the geniuses outside learned of Xiu Qiyu and Ye Liusha's plans, and they were all overjoyed. With these two highly skilled individuals protecting them, their chances of survival would increase, and they would also gain more points.

In reality, they were completely overthinking things. The battle that followed clearly showed them that they were merely errand runners.

Zishu and Ye Liusha teamed up this time solely to rack up points. When they encountered alien races, they charged in and started fighting without hesitation. Sometimes, before the others could even react, Zishu and Ye Liusha had already cleanly and efficiently ended the battle.

Then, with a profound and mysterious look, he pointed at them and said, "You should learn from this."

"Yes, Master Zishu."

Sometimes when encountering groups of alien races, it is necessary to divide the work. Ye Liusha is good at fighting alone, so the task of arranging for human geniuses to gang up on each other falls to Zishu.

"The alien races are nothing to be afraid of. There are so many of us! We'll work together in groups of five, coordinate with each other, divide the alien races, and deal with them one by one."

"Awooo!" These prodigies, disregarding their primal fear, drew their magical weapons and began a coordinated attack on the alien race. Initially, their coordination was poor, and they nearly got wiped out by the aliens. However, as the battle continued, this small group figured out their own strategy. Some were responsible for ranged attacks, others for close-quarters assaults, and still others for complex defenses. Anyone participating in the Heavenly Ranking competition wasn't a fool; even three heads are better than one.

The combined effect of these individuals, to some extent, led to a qualitative change through quantitative accumulation. Although eight people lost their lives, being brutally killed by the alien race, and more than a dozen were seriously injured, their achievements were still quite remarkable.

There were ten alien races in total. Zishu dealt with one, Ye Liusha dealt with one, the two of them together dealt with one, and severely injured one. Of the remaining seven, five were worn down to death, and two escaped—a Pyrrhic victory! However, even so, the prodigies were already very happy. Those who were lightly injured or uninjured silently collected the remains of their companions. Green wood-fire emanated from Zishu's fingertips, burning all the remains before placing them in jars, preparing to take them out to heal the severely injured prodigies.