Chapter 685 Earth Level

The stone door opened silently, and cold air filled the air like fog.

Yun Qingqing stepped into the stone chamber and saw seven gray-robed elders sitting around an ice crystal round table. There were also a dozen monks wearing the uniforms of the Seven Star Hall standing quietly on both sides. Everyone's eyes fell on her.

Yun Qingqing noticed that the monks on both sides looked at her with disdain and confusion, and she couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly.

The old man in the center slowly raised his head, his cloudy eyes slightly moving, his voice hoarse like the rubbing of dead leaves:

"Who is coming?"

Yun Qingqing collected her thoughts, looked at the old man and said calmly:

"Before asking someone's identity, should you first introduce yourself?"

"How dare you!" A stern-faced middle-aged cultivator suddenly stepped forward, spiritual energy surging in his sleeves. "Where did this ignorant girl come from? How dare you be so disrespectful to the elders of Langhuan Palace!"

The old man in the center raised his skinny fingers slightly, and the middle-aged monk was immediately held down by an invisible force.

"Young people are inevitably hot-tempered."

The old man smiled kindly, and the middle-aged monk then glared at Yun Qingqing and returned to his original position.

The old man looked at Yun Qingqing and said softly:

"I am Yuan Song, the Grand Elder of Langhuan Palace. Can you answer now, young friend?"

Yun Qingqing nodded and said calmly:

"Tianming Pavilion, Yun Qingqing."

She was sure that these old men knew everything she did after entering Langhuan Palace, and naturally they knew that she had introduced her family background to Zhao Chengming a long time ago.

However, she was thinking about the Taixu Spirit in her heart, so she no longer bothered about these tedious conversations.

"Tianming Pavilion? Never heard of it." A young cultivator on the right suddenly sneered, his eyes full of ridicule. "Which new little sect in the mountains is this? Anyone can enter our Langhuan Forbidden Land now?"

Several young disciples beside him burst into laughter.

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile not reaching his eyes:

"Let's not even mention that your Highness sent a guide to invite us here first... let's just say that your Langhuan Secret Hall is known for having read all the books in the world. Is that just a false reputation? After all, the deeds of our Tianming Pavilion have long been known to everyone in the Daliang Imperial Capital. I don't know how many volumes of storybooks have been published."

The monk didn't expect that instead of mocking someone, he was confronted with something he was most proud of. His face turned red and white, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to curse.

"Okay!" Yuan Song said two words lightly, and the disciple immediately fell silent.

"He was just joking, why take it so seriously?"

Yuan Song looked at Qi Mo and spoke in a very kind voice.

Qi Mo felt a chill coming towards him. His heart trembled. He calmly used his spiritual power to fight against it, but found that it was ineffective. The chill almost solidified his soul.

At this moment, Yun Qingqing suddenly spoke in a cold voice:

"A joke is only a joke if both parties find it funny. Otherwise, it's just uncultured."

As her voice rang out, the chill suddenly faded away and Qi Mo felt relaxed all over.

The expressions of the people in Langhuan Palace changed. They didn't expect that such a young girl could dissolve the cold curse of the elder so easily!

In comparison, the fact that she angrily confronted the Great Elder to his face seemed less important.

Qi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was filled with worry. He immediately sent a message to Yun Qingqing:

"Master, your spiritual power is scarce. That just now..."

"It's alright," Yun Qingqing said in a voice transmission. "I already know the details of the Langhuan Palace. They can't do anything to me here, don't worry."

Qi Mo's heart moved slightly, and he looked carefully at Yun Qingqing's face. It really didn't look like she had consumed a lot of spiritual energy, so he felt relieved.

However, what exactly is the details of the Langhuan Palace that Master mentioned...

Yuan Song's show of force, disguised as a kind gesture, not only failed to work, but he was instead taught a lesson by a junior, and his usually kind face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

Another old man beside him suddenly chuckled:

"I told you this little girl wasn't simple, but you insisted on testing her. Now you have nothing to say, right?"

Yuan Song coughed lightly and reluctantly walked down the stairs and said:

"Ahem... Young friend Yun, please forgive me. I know you're looking for the Taixu Spirit Essence. I happen to have a copy in my collection, but it's extremely powerful. That's why I need to first assess your abilities before deciding whether to give you a chance to take it..."

As he spoke, he flipped his withered palm, and a ball of silver light suddenly appeared on the ice crystal round table, and the liquid inside flowed like a living thing.

Yun Qingqing's eyes moved slightly, a clear light flowed in her eyes, and she curled her lips slightly.

"I really need this..."

She looked at Yuan Song and spoke slowly.

"But, didn't you ask me to come here because you need my help more?"

The disciples on both sides showed disdain upon hearing this. Some of them were about to shout, but were stopped by the smiling elder's eyes.

The expressions of several elders were somewhat complicated.

Yun Qingqing's lips curled up in an arc that showed she knew everything:

"You've clearly already decided to trade the Grand Void Spirit Essence for something with me, so why are you beating around the bush?"

The stone chamber suddenly became quiet.

The seven elders' expressions changed slightly and they exchanged glances with each other.

Yuan Song tapped his skinny fingers three times on the icy tabletop, and finally sighed:

"Friend Yun is indeed perceptive."

He raised his hand and waved it, and the surrounding stone walls suddenly rippled like water waves, revealing a vast starry sky with countless classics suspended in it, and words flowing like a galaxy.

"The Langhuan Palace has been able to preserve these ancient books for thousands of years because it is an independent little world."

There was a hint of pride in Yuan Song's tone.

"If not for this, these ancient mystical arts would have long since disappeared as the spiritual energy dried up."

After he finished speaking, he deliberately paused for a moment and looked at Yun Qingqing.

When ordinary cultivators hear about the "small world", which one would not be shocked and speechless in awe?

Ever since Yun Qingqing showed up, his side has been at a disadvantage everywhere. Although he needs her help, Yuan Song couldn't help but want to dampen her fighting spirit.

However, Yun Qingqing's expression remained calm as she nodded and said:

"Earth rank was not uncommon back then, but it is rare that it has survived until now."

The elders were all shocked, and their eyes turned complicated when they looked at Yun Qingqing.

Yuan Song simply didn't know what to say. This little girl was not surprised at all. Instead, what she said shocked all the elders!

The levels of the small world are divided into four levels: "Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang". That was the division before the world's spiritual energy was exhausted!

In today's world, there are very few cultivators who have heard of the "small world", and even fewer who have seen it.

However, the little girl was able to accurately identify that the small world of Langhuan Palace belonged to the Earth level!

Where can I go to seek justice!

Who is this little girl?

Yun Qingqing saw the elders' expressions changing rapidly and they were all speechless. She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before kindly reminding them. Then she spoke in a shocking tone:

"However, there's a problem with the spirit core of your little world. If you don't find a solution quickly, it will collapse within three months."

Several elders had not yet recovered from the previous shock when they heard these words and their faces changed drastically!

The disciples on both sides did not know why, and one of them could not help but said angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about, little girl..."

Yuan Song suddenly stood up by supporting himself on the table, shocking the disciple so much that he shut up.

The voice of the Grand Elder of Langhuan Hall was trembling:

“You…how did you know!”