Yan Ziying stood there, her face extremely pale.
At this moment, the Xuanling Sect disciple's words were tantamount to putting her in a difficult position. If she didn't go up and exchange with Su Qing, it would be considered that she had admitted that she was indeed a coward.
Yan Ziying clenched her fists.
She originally thought it would be safer for Su Qing to come to their side for the exchange, but she didn't expect that Su Qing, despite her young age, was quite quick-witted.
But so what?
He was just a minor cultivator at the seventh level of the Qi Refining stage.
She is a direct disciple of the Wuji Sect's leader, with peak Qi Refining cultivation and one foot already in the Foundation Establishment stage.
She had already cultivated the Burning Fire Sword Technique to the fifth level, and could even defeat a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Dealing with Su Qing would be a piece of cake.
However, Yan Ziying recalled how Su Qing dealt with the seventh-tier demonic beast Sand Serpent cleanly, efficiently, and ruthlessly.
She casually pulled out so many explosive tags; what if Su Qing used them against him...?
Yan Ziying frowned.
Actually, she was still a little scared.
"What, are all the disciples from your Wuji Sect so cowardly? Oh, since you don't want to change, then forget it. It's just a Golden Silkworm Feather Robe, I don't care whether I want it or not." Su Qing raised an eyebrow.
What!
“Hey, I’ll switch with you,” Yan Ziying said.
In a flash, she realized that if she couldn't kill Su Qing, she should flee as soon as possible.
Once she consumes the spiritual fruit and her spiritual root is stabilized, she can directly establish her foundation in the secret realm.
In this way, once she reaches the Foundation Establishment stage, she will be the one with the highest cultivation level in this secret realm. Su Qing will definitely not be her match. Then she can kill all the disciples of the Xuanling Sect.
Thinking of this, Yan Ziying stepped forward and walked towards Su Qing.
Yan Ziying held the Golden Silkworm Feather Robe in one hand and her sword in the other. She had already affixed a Swift Wind Talisman to her body.
Everything was ready; if her first attack failed, she could simply turn around, grab the spirit fruit, and run.
Unexpectedly, Su Qing was already prepared.
The moment the two exchanged items, Yan Ziying had just grabbed the spirit fruit when Su Qing, who was not far behind, grabbed the Golden Silkworm Feather Robe. Then, Su Qing teleported back to Mu Zihan's side.
Yan Ziying stood there, not even realizing what had happened before the person teleported away.
Her face was extremely gloomy, but when she looked at the seabuckthorn dragon spirit fruit in her hand, she felt a little calmer.
With the Seabuckthorn Dragon Spirit Fruit, she can stabilize her spiritual root and then build her foundation in the secret realm.
When the time comes, I will lead the disciples of the Wuji Sect and kill all the disciples of the Xuanling Sect.
However, at that moment, Yan Ziying felt that there was something wrong with the sea buckthorn dragon spirit fruit in her hand.
She turned it over and saw that a small hole had been poked in the sea buckthorn dragon spirit fruit, and a black pill was inserted into the hole.
Just as Yan Ziying was trying to get a closer look at the pill, it suddenly exploded...
Yan Ziying was right at the center of the explosion.
Su Qing sneered. At this moment, Su Qing and her group had already affixed teleportation talismans and teleported away from here.
When Ouyang Chun and his group rushed over, they saw Yan Ziying lying on the ground, looking utterly miserable.
"Die! I'll make them all die." Yan Ziying's hand was blown off, and she lay on the ground, her face covered in blood and contorted in a ferocious expression.
Ouyang Chun quickly gave Yan Ziying a pill.
As an outer disciple, the best healing pill he offered was the Grade 3 Guiling Pill.
Yan Ziying took the Rejuvenating Pill, and the spiritual energy in her body began to heal her injuries. Half an hour later, Yan Ziying slowly sat up.
She trembled as she pulled a small medicine bottle from her storage space.
A pill was poured out. It was only the size of a black bean, entirely vermilion, and had a rich fragrance.
This is actually the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill, a sixth-grade healing elixir that can revive the dead and restore flesh to bones.
After Yan Ziying swallowed the pill, she saw her wounds healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even her blown-off hand began to grow new flesh.
An hour later, the blown-up hand had been completely restored.
As expected of a sixth-grade elixir, it has such miraculous effects.
Ouyang Chun and the others looked on with envy.
It must be said that Yan Ziying, as the sect leader's personal disciple, does indeed possess quite a few good items.
"Xuanling Sect! This feud is now in the making. From now on, I will kill any Xuanling Sect disciple I see." Yan Ziying said viciously.
At this moment, Su Qing and the others had already been teleported to a place a hundred miles away.
"Junior Sister, you're so cool!" Wen Yougui exclaimed, his eyes filled with admiration.
"Junior Sister Su Qing, can Yan Ziying still survive?" Mu Zihan asked. "Without the Golden Silkworm Feather Robe, I'm afraid she won't be able to withstand the explosive talisman, right?"
Su Qing sighed and said, "I'm afraid it can only seriously injure her. Using explosive tags is too conspicuous. I used a blasting pellet. This kind of blasting pellet will at most blow up one of her hands."
"Junior Sister, keeping this person around could lead to endless trouble," Wen Yougui said with a worried expression.
Su Qing sneered and said, "No rush. As long as we're in this secret realm, we'll see her again sooner or later."
"Senior Brother Mu! We've found a mark."
Just then, an outer disciple came over and said...
mark?
Mu Zihan took a look and, sure enough, it was the mark that the outer disciples had agreed upon.
"It's Junior Brother Fan." Mu Zihan saw an arrow with the character "Fan" crookedly written on it.
Fan Guangxin could only rank thirty-eighth among the outer disciples, but he did have some tricks up his sleeve.
The Fan family, while not a particularly powerful cultivation family, is an ancient family with thousands of years of history. The Fan family possesses divine beast bloodlines, meaning members are born with significantly greater strength than ordinary people.
Fan Guangxin's strength can only be described as terrifying. With his peak Qi Refining stage cultivation, he was able to fight a third-tier demonic beast with his bare hands.
It was precisely because of his strength that he ranked thirty-eighth in combat power among the outer disciples of the Xuanling Sect.
Moreover, Fan Guangxin was a man who loved to show off. After completing a mission, he would often throw away all his spoils in the trading market, which naturally gave him a very high reputation in the Xuanling Sect.
“Let’s follow them and see,” Mu Zihan said.
They headed in the direction of the arrow.
The further they went, the more they noticed the change in terrain. It was no longer a Gobi Desert, but a swamp.
“This secret realm is strange. This side is the sandy Gobi Desert, while that side is a swampy mud pit,” Wen Yougui said.
Who can argue with that? It's like someone drew a dividing line on the ground.
On one side of the line, yellow sand filled the sky; on the other side, the smell of miasma wafted out.
“It’s a barrier,” Su Qing said. “I have some antidote pills here, everyone can share some.”
The "some" I'm referring to is one hundred pills per person...
Fortunately, everyone had spent some time with Su Qing and had become quite familiar with her, realizing that she possessed a great many pills and talismans.
After taking the antidote, they would no longer be poisoned by the miasma. The group broke through the barrier and entered the swamp.
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