After taking the token, Yan Li did not hesitate at all and fled from the Miscellaneous Service Peak as quickly as possible. She even made sure to conceal her whereabouts and hid in a mountain not far from the Miscellaneous Service Peak.
This mountain has long lost its spiritual energy and has been abandoned for a long time. Even ghosts don't want to come here, let alone living people or cultivators.
She couldn't remember when she discovered this auspicious place, but that didn't diminish her fondness for it even more.
After all, the less noticeable a place is, the safer it is.
After finding a good spot, Yan Li sat down on the ground, resting her chin on one hand, her gaze fixed on the direction of the miscellaneous servants' peak.
This is going to be a great show; if she misses it, all her plans will have been for nothing.
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Meanwhile, the disciples on Zayi Peak were completely unaware that Yan Li had escaped. They jostled each other and ran towards the mountain peak.
It's as if whoever reaches the top and becomes the first person to meet Yan Li will become her Daoist partner and be remembered in her heart.
They were completely unaware that this was a trap that could cost them their lives.
Before long, the first cultivator excitedly rushed to the front, and, as if anticipating what was about to happen, spoke with great excitement:
"I'm the first one, I'm the first one."
He thought he had no hope left, but unexpectedly, heaven still favored this poor little Foundation Establishment cultivator.
But just as he stepped onto the last step...
The cultivators who came up with him suddenly reached out and grabbed his feet, then pressed down on his head, pulling him back up. Then, two or three of them pushed and shoved him, actually squeezing him off the cliff.
"What are you yelling for? So what if you're the first to see her? Do you think you'll live?"
The mocking words echoed among the mountain peaks as he fell, then gradually vanished into nothingness until a soft thud echoed as he landed.
A vibrant but not innocent life vanished from the world.
***
Seeing the murder that occurred before it even began, Ye Ning opened her mouth, but couldn't think of a single word to describe the shock in her heart.
After a while, Ye Ning sighed silently as she watched those people still pushing and shoving each other.
How can she have such great charm?
Watching the farce unfold before her, Ye Ning didn't interrupt. She simply sat in Yan Li's previous seat and gently closed her eyes.
But in her heart, she was calculating when these people would realize that the person they were looking for wasn't here at all, but was hiding somewhere else, watching them kill each other for her sake.
Unfortunately, Ye Ning wasn't exactly a saint either.
He had finally gained her trust through their shared experience of escaping together, so how could he possibly reveal the truth to these people who wanted to take her away?
Thinking of this, Ye Ning felt a surge of pride and even sincerely admired her own brain for coming up with such a brilliant idea.
However, Ye Ning closed her eyes, and a full incense stick's time had passed.
The most important thing in major sects is humility and courtesy, and the first person to "land" is naturally the strongest among the strong.
In order to attract Yan Li's attention, she even performed a purification ritual and changed into black clothes to make herself look completely different from everyone around her.
Even the smile on her lips seemed meticulously planned, extremely natural, completely unlike the icy face she usually had.
But his joy didn't last long before his face fell. In the seat that should have been Yan Li's, a stranger was sitting.
who is she?
How did you get up here?
She's only at the Nascent Soul stage, so why is she faster than him? Did she get advance notice?
Seemingly sensing that Ye Ning had become the one to break the rules, a murderous intent gradually gathered in his eyes, even becoming undisguised.
He didn't know Ye Ning, but Ye Ning knew him.
Song Hui, the most outstanding sword cultivator under the Grand Elder, cultivates the Path of Ruthlessness and has even reached the Great Perfection of the Void Realm. He is also the one with the highest cultivation among this group.
He is also currently the only sword cultivator disciple in the sect who has reached the Void Realm.
The Grand Elder had praised Song Hui's unwavering Dao heart countless times within the sect, calling him a rare talent, one in a hundred years, and placing high hopes on him.
Ye Ning hadn't expected to see this person here, but that wouldn't stop her from completing the task Yan Li had assigned her.
“Ah Li said she will only see one of you. Whoever wins will be qualified to go in and see her…”
"Become her Daoist partner."
The moment he finished speaking, the murderous intent in Song Hui's eyes gradually dissipated.
Ye Ning originally thought that these people wouldn't go so crazy if they didn't see Yan Li, especially since Song Hui was still there. Among the remaining people, the most powerful one was at the peak of the Integration Stage, so she would have to be somewhat wary.
At worst, they might swarm in and rush in to find Yan Li, only to leave without hesitation once they discover it's all a scam.
But she was wrong.
The group of people who rushed to Zayi Peak without hesitation after hearing the news would never leave. They all wanted to see her and become her Daoist partners.
These people are truly insane.
After she finished speaking, Song Hui did not hesitate for a moment and chose to attack the people around him, sparing no effort and making each move deadly.
The disciple following closely behind Song Hui was also the first to suffer.
Blood stained his spirit sword instantly, sliding down the blade and dripping onto the ground at varying speeds.
In just a moment, the spirit sword seemed to have been stained with something dirty, trembling violently and even becoming hot, as if it wanted to break free from Song Hui's hand.
Song Hui felt a burning sensation in his palm. He glanced down at it, then frowned and gripped it tightly, channeling his spiritual energy into the sword once more.
The peak of miscellaneous servants was instantly shrouded in deathly aura.
The overwhelming spiritual power forced the group to join forces to fight against this powerful enemy, yet they were also afraid of being pushed forward and paving the way for others.
Who would want to die?
They finally found a legitimate opportunity to get involved with Yan Li in some way.
Now, if asked to sacrifice themselves for the sake of others, they can only say that there is absolutely no such possibility.
The killings did not stop; on the contrary, they intensified.
Before long, the cultivators with lower cultivation levels became fertilizer for the spiritual herbs on the miscellaneous peaks, their blood staining the soil red. Yet, those who were still alive seemed to be possessed, continuing their work without stopping.
While attacking Song Hui, he also delivered a fatal blow to his fellow disciple who was barely clinging to life.
For the first time, Ye Ning was acutely aware of Yan Li's previous predicament: hundreds of cultivators crammed into a small miscellaneous servant peak.
All just to get one person?
No one answered Ye Ning's questions, and at that moment, Song Hui swung his sword, sending another one away. He stood in the center of the crowd:
"Since there is only one spot, I am the only one who can become her Daoist partner. If you still do not give up, I will have no choice but to kill you all."
Despite the bloody and violent nature of his words, his tone was extremely calm, as if he were chatting casually with someone.
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