If you win first place in the Saint Son Competition, your sect's ranking will also rise by several places. And this time, since it involves the Tiandao Study, your ranking will rise by at least ten places.
This is equivalent to increasing the profits of Qinglian Sect after this competition by more than ten times. At least the scope of recruiting disciples in the lower realm will be expanded several times. "Haha, it's just luck!" Xu Feng smiled and bowed.
At this moment, Duanmu Hong suddenly stood up and walked towards Xu Feng. Seeing Duanmu Hong coming, the elders of Qinglian Sect immediately became alert and put on a guard look.
"Are you Xu Feng? You received an invitation to the Ginseng Fruit Conference in the Ginseng Fruit Tree Secret Realm?" Duanmu Hong walked up to Xu Feng expressionlessly and asked softly.
Xu Feng did not speak, but nodded slightly; the aura that Duanmu Hong showed now was only the first-grade emperor-level, but Xu Feng could feel that the terrifying power contained in Duanmu Hong's body was definitely not as simple as the first-grade emperor-level! "True Phoenix Bloodline!" Xu Feng thought to himself: "The True Phoenix Bloodline, which can be compared with my own Naifetian Bloodline, has been at the same level as the innate gods. How could it be that it is only the first-grade emperor-level after hundreds of years?"
Duanmu Hong also practiced "Phoenix Roaring in Fire", but unlike Li Shuhuang, Duanmu Hong's "Phoenix Roaring in Fire" had been practiced to the state of great perfection, and she had also crossed the last level of rebirth from the fire. She had obtained the bloodline of the True Phoenix and possessed the Holy Body of the True Phoenix!
However, "Phoenix Rising from the Fire" is an imperial-level martial art after all. It is simply impossible to rely on this martial art to break through to the imperial level and become an emperor-level powerhouse. Otherwise, Duanmu Hong would not hold the "Nine Hells Burning World Demon Suppression Tower" in his hands every day, pondering the "Nine Hells Burning World Demon Suppression Sutra" contained in this spiritual treasure.
Xu Feng couldn't help but get nervous when he thought about the Demon-Suppressing Tower being destroyed by himself. Duanmu Hong smiled slightly, as if she noticed Xu Feng's nervousness. She was obviously hundreds of years old, but there was no trace of time on her face. Standing together with Li Shuhuang, they looked like sisters.
Duanmu Hong's smile was like a hundred flowers in full bloom. For a moment, the elders of the Qinglian Sect, who were originally on guard, showed a look of excitement on their faces. Duanmu Hong was known as the first saint of the Baimai Xianzong. It was definitely not just about her strength! "Little guy, you destroyed my Nine Hells Burning World Demon Suppression Tower. How are you going to compensate me?" Duanmu Hong stared at Xu Feng and asked with a smile.
Although Duanmu Hong smiled and looked kind at Xu Feng, Xu Feng felt as if he was being stared at by an ancient Tyrannosaurus. The Tyrannosaurus stretched its head towards him, and its fangs, shining with cold light, almost touched his chest...
"This..." A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Xu Feng's face, and even cold sweat broke out on his forehead!
"Master Duanmu, our Saint has shown mercy!" Elder Sun Wuding stepped forward, his face full of dissatisfaction, and shouted: "Isn't it enough to spare the life of your Jade Phoenix Palace Saint Girl? What's more, Master Duanmu violated the rules of the Saint Son Competition, and our Qinglian Sect has stopped pursuing the matter. What else do you want?"
Although Sun Wuding is only a peak king-level warrior, he is not inferior in momentum to Duanmu Hong, a veteran emperor-level warrior. He stands in front of Xu Feng and bears the pressure from Duanmu Hong, the emperor-level warrior!
"Hehe!" Duanmu Hong glanced at Sun Wuding with a look of contempt that she did not hide at all, and turned around and walked towards the location of Yuhuang Palace; "Little guy, remember to owe me a top-grade spiritual treasure!" Duanmu Hong's gentle voice rang in Xu Feng's ears, and the others seemed to be unaware of it.
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After the ranking competition, other sects also left one after another, leaving only the Qinglian Sect and the top ten sects still staying in the Baimai Immortal Sect Hall!
"This year, the Baimai Immortal Sect Hall will be handed over to your Qinglian Sect!" Duanmu Chengkang, the supreme elder of Yuhuang Palace, handed a token to Xu Feng with a nostalgic look on his face.
Xu Feng took the token. The token was completely black, neither gold nor jade. It felt heavy in his hand. "Chaos Crystal?" A look of surprise emerged on Xu Feng's face.
"Haha, this is the only pass to enter the Baimai Immortal Sect Hall, you can't lose it!" Duanmu Chengkang looked at Xu Feng's surprised expression and couldn't help laughing.
"When our Netherworld Pavilion was in charge of the Baimai Immortal Sect Hall, I almost thought of refining this token..." The leader of the Netherworld Pavilion joked.
Everyone smiled politely; the Chaos Mysterious Crystal was a priceless treasure to some independent cultivators or sect disciples, but for the Baimai Xianzong, which was ranked in the top ten sects, it was actually not as precious as imagined; "Okay, everyone, it's time for us to leave. We'll leave this place to the Qinglian Sect!" Duanmu Chengkang looked around and said in a deep voice.
"Goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
"Take care!"
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After all the elders of the sect had left, the elders of the Qinglian Sect finally couldn't hold back and all burst into laughter. Some elders even cried with joy.
"It's been a thousand years, and I never thought that there would be a day when our Qinglian Sect would be in charge of the Baimai Immortal Sect Hall!" An elder said excitedly with tears streaming down his face, stroking a stone pillar in the hall.
When the leader of the Qinglian Sect had not yet left, the Baimai Immortal Sect Hall was managed by the Qinglian Sect almost every year. Unfortunately...
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"Holy Son, this news must be informed to the sect as soon as possible. The location of the Baimai Immortal Sect Hall is the source of spiritual veins in a radius of ten thousand miles. Practicing here for one day is equivalent to three days in the sect. It cannot be wasted!" Sun Wuding said excitedly.
“Haha, it’s not just that. The Baimai Immortal Sect’s martial arts hall, enlightenment hall, deduction hall, and all-spirit hall…” an elder said excitedly, “These are all holy places for cultivation that other sects can only dream of!”
The Baimai Xianzong Hall was originally built by gathering all the sects of the Baimai Xianzong. The annual ranking competition is a competition for rankings for other sects, but for the top three sects, it is more important to compete for the control of the Baimai Xianzong Hall!
Unfortunately, the competition for the power of the Hundred Veins Immortal Sect Hall depends on the Saint Son Competition. Only the sect that wins the Saint Son Competition can obtain the power! In the past, the Qinglian Sect did not even select a Saint Son, so it was not qualified to obtain the power of the Hundred Veins Immortal Sect Hall!
"Elder Sun, you will keep this token for the time being. If Deputy Sect Leader Qiu comes, you can give it to him!" Xu Feng handed the token to Sun Wuding and said, "I will practice in seclusion for the next few days, waiting for the Tiandao Study to open."
...(End of this chapter)