At this moment, Xie Ji'an and the others had only one dream in their hearts: to cultivate diligently until the day they could tear through space, send their junior sister home, and accompany her to see her world.
The Ancient Forbidden Land Trial Grounds are located at the border of the Feng Hou Continent and the Hong Meng Continent. It was a battlefield of a great war between gods and demons in the early years.
It opens once every fifty years. The battlefield contains various spiritual weapons, cultivation techniques or inheritances, and rare and precious materials left behind by gods and demons. It is a place that the entire lower realm fights for, but opportunities are often accompanied by dangers.
It also contains the souls of deceased cultivators and demons. Under the erosion of time, nourished by resentment and death energy, and under the unique conditions of the forbidden area, those souls cultivated again and condensed into physical bodies.
This is called ghost cultivation.
Ghost cultivators are abandoned by heaven and earth, unable to break through the insurmountable barrier to ascension.
Unable to leave the forbidden area, even with a physical body, they can only cultivate and wander within it. Over time, they become machines that only know how to kill.
They kill any cultivator they see without any scruples.
However, Qiyue was not afraid.
As they traveled to the edge of the ancient forbidden land training ground, Qiyue saw a towering stone tablet that reached into the clouds. The tablet was covered with terrifying sword marks and martial arts imprints, which showed how fierce the battle had been. The tablet was inscribed with the four characters "Ancient Forbidden Land".
Behind the stone tablet was a thick fog shrouded in yellow sand, from which nothing could be seen. Around it were geniuses and sects from various continents.
Among these forces, the sects of Fenghou Continent, without the Holy Sect and Hengyang Sect, are somewhat less formidable, but they should not be underestimated.
The elders and disciples who returned that day spoke with the Holy One about something, and the people of Kunlun Holy Land showed a slight sense of apprehension and respect when they saw Qi Yue and the others.
Most of the people in this group were acquaintances of Qiyue—no, not acquaintances, but underlings.
Now that Nalan Qing and Mu Linghan, now the sect leaders, were delighted to see Qi Yue, they walked up to her openly and without the slightest guilt and bowed.
"Owner."
First came Nalan Qing and Mu Linghan, and then came Ji Su, who had already become the president.
Dressed in pure white, he walked up to Qiyue and the others and bowed respectfully.
"Disciple pays respects to Master and all senior uncles."
Qi Yue simply smiled faintly, a scene that immediately made people from other continents jealous.
From initial disdain and contempt to current exploration and apprehension.
On the surface, Qiyue remained calm, but inside she was wild.
[As expected! The most lethal form of showing off is the subtle kind! I really nailed it this time!]
Xie Ji'an and the others smiled; their junior sister was indeed as lively as ever.
However, some of these people are not afraid of death, after all, the Feng Hou Continent is not as powerful as it used to be.
Just then, a loud bang came from the sky, the yellow sand and fog receded, and ten doors covered with runes appeared. Qi Yue's eyes flickered slightly as she glanced at the group.
"Senior brother, senior sister, take the middle path!"
This is the safest option in the original work.
Xie Ji'an and the others understood, and their figures quickly moved forward. But just as they were about to reach the door, a pink figure rushed in faster than them.
As he went in, he turned back to look at Qiyue with a mocking snort.
July frowned.
[Did I fucking do anything to her? Is she crazy?]
Forget it, I won't argue with an idiot. I'll deal with her inside.
Xie Ji'an, standing beside him, looked icy coldly: You're asking for death!
Song Yanzhuo's face darkened: What kind of third-rate trash dares to steal from my junior sister?
Le Luoxi narrowed her eyes slightly: "You're provoking your junior sister. Remember this."
Shangguan Fu looked dangerous: Ugly people are often troublesome, and it just so happens that I recently invented a new talisman.
Zhuo Ziyu frowned: Another Xia Wanqing, she's such a damn eyesore!
Gu Xingchuan's lips curled into a cold smile: "You're courting death."
Yun Huai held the more advanced bomb in his hand, lost in thought: It would be quite a sight to see the bomb explode on her.
Upon entering, they found themselves surrounded by endless ruins and broken walls. Beyond the ruins lay a stretch of yellow earth, with crows perched on withered trees, staring at them as if they were looking at something unknown.
"Master!" A voice rang out. It was Quan Yin, whom we hadn't seen in a long time. He was accompanied by a group of incomparably beautiful women whose cultivation levels were unfathomable.
Upon hearing how Quan Yin addressed Qi Yue, one of them immediately frowned and raised his hand to block Quan Yin, who was about to rush towards Qi Yue with great excitement.
His brows furrowed slightly, and his voice was icy: "Young Master, now that you have returned to the clan, you must recognize your place and stay away from this lowly woman of unknown origin..."
The woman paused, her eyes widened, and she slowly lowered her head, looking at the short knife piercing her heart. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she cried out in disbelief and pain, "Young Master..."
Her response was met with a cold, indifferent expression: "Who do you think you are, daring to insult her?"
As he spoke, he slashed with his knife, and a horrifying bloodstain immediately appeared on the woman's fair neck. Blood trickled down from there, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.
July blinked: "Tsk, what a tragic death."
As she spoke, she looked at Quan Yin and said, "Just one sentence, and you've already ruined this little beauty's life. Aren't you afraid of scaring them?"
She pointed to the women next to her.
The men immediately knelt on the ground: "Your subordinates dare not!"
Quan Yin pursed his lips, about to say something, when Xie Ji'an and the others glared at him with cold eyes.
"The person who insulted you deserves to die a thousand times over. What's there to regret? Even if he doesn't make a move, we won't let him go."
Song Yanzhu kicked the corpse, grabbed the soul that had escaped from the woman's corpse, and destroyed it.
The coldness in his eyes sent a chill down the spines of the kneeling women.
Who exactly are these people? Why does the young master seem like a completely different person the moment he sees them?
Quan Yin chuckled: "Second Senior Brother is right."
Le Luoxi chuckled: "You're quite the smooth talker."
Qiyue pulled him closer, her eyes conveying, "Don't you want to talk about it?"
Her gaze was deep. Shangguan Fu, Yun Huai, and Gu Xingchuan exchanged glances, all seeing the understanding in each other's eyes: their junior sister was starting to doubt them again.
However, the junior sister's suspicions are not wrong. There is a difference between what the junior sister knows and whether he has been hiding something. A disloyal person should not be allowed to leave any hidden dangers.
As the group walked forward, Quan Yin curled his lip and said, "What kind of bullshit peacock clan young master is he? He's not imposing at all."
Upon hearing this, the deep look in Qiyue's eyes faded: "Oh wow, so it's a peacock!"
The dog's smile froze: "Could you please stop calling me a peacock?"
Qi Yue raised an eyebrow: "No way."
Zhuo Ziyu added, "No wonder you were dressed more like a woman than a woman, all flamboyant and showy. You're a peacock!"
Xie Ji'an rarely smiled: "Fifth Junior Brother, you're really something!"
Song Yanzhuo also praised, "Wow, not bad, not bad! Our little Wu has become very observant!"
Shangguan Fu teased, "Fifth Junior Brother, I've done some calculations, and it seems you've finally developed a brain!"
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