Upon learning of this, Song Chen immediately set up an array next to Zhao Ziyi to isolate spiritual energy.
At the same time, Zhao Ziyi's Ling Shi Honey and Jian Ling Pills were also suspended.
However, Zhao Ziyi had consumed too much medicine before, and the medicinal power accumulated in his body. Even though he was isolated from spiritual energy, his cultivation level continued to rise.
Two months ago, Zhao Ziyi officially entered the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage.
But he still didn't feel like he had broken through the barrier.
Nowadays, Zhao Ziyi has to exhaust all his spiritual energy every day in order to avoid a spiritual energy outburst.
Song Chen could do nothing but feel sorry for him.
He could only hope that the academy competition would start soon and that he could enter the immortal realm competition.
We should help Zhao Ziyi get promoted as soon as possible.
**
Half an hour later, the two dismounted from their flying swords and entered the arena.
The arena is nestled amidst the gray-blue mountains.
The venue is huge; it can easily accommodate over 100,000 people.
The training ground is surrounded by mountains that are thousands of meters high.
Looking up, you can see mountain peaks that resemble ten thousand-foot swords, piercing straight into the clouds.
Walking in the arena, Song Chen and his companion both had somewhat stiff faces.
Having spent a long time in meditation, they have become accustomed to the quiet environment.
But at this moment, they were like rare treasures, surrounded by onlookers.
Zhao Ziyi leaned closer to Song Chen and said with a hint of schadenfreude:
"So many people are looking at you, their eyes seem to want to tear you apart."
Song Chen smiled.
"Everyone knows that you're the one selling the spirit wine, and all my money is with you. Nobody's watching me, so you should worry about yourself."
After Song Chen finished speaking, he immediately went to the weapon refining peak to register, leaving Zhao Ziyi standing there in a daze.
The next second, Zhao Ziyi was engulfed by layers of people.
Zhao Ziyi was a little nervous. Were these people going to beat him up?
Some people looked at Zhao Ziyi with fawning eyes, their tone anxious:
"Junior Brother Zhao, do you still have spirit wine? Will you continue to sell it? The academy competition is about to start, and I want to improve my strength."
Zhao Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out he only wanted to buy spirit wine.
He replied with a smile:
"There is still some spirit wine left. I will send it to the distributors today. You can buy it from your original distributors."
Zhao Ziyi has not eaten Ling Shi Honey for nearly ten months.
Song Chen couldn't finish it all by himself.
He actually still had quite a bit of spirit stone honey left in his storage bag.
Upon hearing that spirit wine was for sale, cheers erupted from the surrounding area, attracting a large crowd to join in the excitement.
"Junior Brother Zhao, do you still have any Spirit Strengthening Pills? I'd like to further enhance my spiritual root strength."
Zhao Ziyi nodded with a smile:
"Yes, there are still plenty of Jianling Pills available, and you can purchase them from distributors as well."
Song Chen is a genius at alchemy. He is currently refining the Jianling Pill, and each batch yields several top-grade pills.
The two of them will consume the top-grade elixir themselves.
The remaining pills were still stored in Song Chen's storage bag.
Jianling Pill was originally an extremely rare elixir.
Once it appears in a consignment shop, it will be snapped up immediately.
But ever since Song Chen started planting Yuelu grass, Jianling pills have become widely available.
It became a pill that all cultivators in the Immortal River Garden could afford and obtain.
The overall strength of the college has also increased significantly.
Outside the crowd.
The two people who used to frequently mock Zhao Ziyi were chatting.
One person said sourly:
"Look at Zhao Ziyi's smug look! The face of a petty person who has gotten his way!"
One of them forced a smile:
"After all, the only place to buy spirit wine and health pills right now is Zhao Ziyi."
The surrounding cultivators, hearing their conversation, moved away from them in terror.
Can't these two at least speak more quietly when they're talking badly about others?
Saying something like that means you don't want to buy anything?
A year ago, some people were still slandering and envying Zhao Ziyi.
But ever since Zhao Linlin came back, she has been promoting how loving Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi are.
Zhao Linlin carried the spirit wine and top-grade health-preserving pills that Song Chen had given her, and wandered around the various mountain peaks.
It made all the elders green with envy.
Moreover, Zhao Linlin said that Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi already have a marriage contract.
Everyone knows what a marriage contract is.
Those who wanted to poach someone's partner would have their filthy thoughts extinguished upon hearing this.
**
Knowing where to buy things, the crowd gradually dispersed.
Zhao Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief and went to Jianfeng to line up and register.
He heard Song Chen's telepathic message.
Song Chen said:
"Ziyi, I would like to sign up for the assessment of other mountains."
Throughout the past year, after listening to the elders' lectures, Song Chen has been constantly practicing other skills.
Alchemy, weapon crafting, talisman making, array formation, seal carving.
He had promoted all five of them to the third rank and wanted to sign up for the competition.
Planting doesn't require assessment, which is his forte, and he's been at the rank 4 for a long time.
He didn't want to take the beast taming test. At this moment, he only had one spirit pet, the stone bee, and he didn't want to reveal its existence.
Zhao Ziyi pondered for a moment and said:
"You can register. To enhance the viewing experience, the academy will stagger the assessments for the different peaks so that the times won't clash."
Song Chen's voice held a hint of joy:
"Then I'll sign up!"
**
A whole day.
Song Chen lined up to register at each of the mountain peaks.
Many people were surprised that Song Chen had ended up at the very top of the queue.
Some of the more outgoing cultivators took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Song Chen.
The cultivator asked in a surprised tone:
"Song Chen, what are you doing queuing up at Fufeng?"
Song Chen said modestly:
"I'm quite interested in talismans and would like to sign up and give it a try."
The cultivator sighed with some regret:
"If you were interested in talismans, you should have joined my Talisman Peak back then. You might be a second-grade talisman master by now."
Song Chen smiled but didn't say anything.
The monk continued:
"We heard that when you became an apprentice, the Dean of Danfeng Peak and the Dean of Lianqi Peak got into a fight. They ended up unconscious before Elder Ye Lian was able to take you on as a disciple. Is that true?"
Song Chen was a little confused; where did this news come from?
"I also heard that the spirit wine you gave to Elder Ye was all snatched away by the Dean."
"I heard about it too, I also heard..."
Countless people gathered around Song Chen to gossip.
Normally, Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi don't go out, so rumors spread everywhere, and no one knows if they're true or false.
Now that they've finally run into Song Chen, they're determined to ask him a good question.
Song Chen felt that this was just a simple registration, yet the time it took was even longer than the cultivation itself.
Half an hour later.
Song Chen used his divine sense to send a telepathic message to Zhao Ziyi, asking for help.
"Ziyi, Ziyi, I'm surrounded by people asking me questions, what should I do?"
Zhao Ziyi laughed gleefully and said:
"Haha, you ran away first, but you still couldn't escape being watched."
Song Chen smiled wryly, "I didn't expect that I would be answering more and more questions now. It's been half an hour and they are still asking."
Zhao Ziyi gave him an idea: "Then you should speak in a Versailles style, and the others will be so discouraged that they won't want to talk anymore."
Versailles?
Song Chen pondered for a moment; Zhao Ziyi had explained this word to him before.
Just then, the surrounding cultivators asked a question.
"Song Chen, you're queuing up at Fu Peak, so what rank of talisman master are you now?"
Song Chen smiled and said, "I've been studying talismans for a year, and I'm only a third-grade talisman master!"
The surrounding cultivators: "..."
Their hearts ached as if they had been shot with an arrow.
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