Shen Zhaozhao: "You guys buy it, internal price, 50% off."
Pei Lang: "?!"
Half price?!
Half price?!
Pei Lang's pupils dilated instantly, and even his breathing became lighter. After a long while, as if he had made a decision against his ancestors, this little tyrant coughed very awkwardly, trying to cover up his guilty conscience.
"Um, well..."
Pei Lang's voice was shrill, and he refused to meet Shen Zhaozhao's gaze. He stiffened his neck and tried his best to maintain the posture of "I've thought this through carefully": "Since you... cough, you still have some conscience... I'll reserve 100 spirit cores for you first!"
"Senior brother?!"
The few junior disciples of the Crimson Cloud Sect who were diligently skewering food nearby froze instantly, raised their heads sharply, and stared at Pei Lang with eyes filled with horror and heartache, as if to say, "Senior brother, have you been bewitched by demonic magic?!"
Pei Lang felt his ears burning from being stared at by that unified gaze, and, embarrassed and angry, glared back fiercely: "What are you yelling about?!"
He pointed to the Flame-Burning Talisman still stubbornly burning in the fire, radiating scorching spiritual energy, and his voice suddenly rose: "You bunch of bastards, do you know how many spirit stones this Flame-Burning Talisman costs?!"
"One spirit core costs 50 low-grade spirit stones, so 10 spirit cores are only equivalent to one high-grade spirit stone! Can't you even do this math?! Where's your brain?!"
The junior disciples of the Crimson Cloud Sect shrank back in shock at his shout, but their expressions of "collapsed faith" remained unchanged.
One of the youngest junior disciples had tears welling up in his eyes, his voice filled with deep grievance and disbelief: "Senior brother...you...you are the personal disciple of the sect leader of our Crimson Cloud Sect...Where is the pride of the Crimson Cloud Sect?!"
"You've been corrupted by Senior Sister Shen's offer of a 50% discount?!"
Immediately, he stepped forward with righteous indignation: "Senior Sister Shen!"
"Can we get a 50% discount too?!"
Pei Lang: "..."
Shen Zhaozhao: "..."
...
Meanwhile, deep within Rift Valley.
The Tianyan Sect members huddled in a narrow, sheltered spot, their faces looking rather grim.
Liu Qingyi, who was at the head of the group, frowned and stared intently at the huge light screen that was suspended in mid-air.
The numbers following "Shen Zhaozhao's" name on the screen were, as if under a spell, jumping upwards at an outrageous speed—in just half a day, they had already approached three digits.
Not only Liu Qingyi, but other disciples of the Tianyan Sect also sensed that something was wrong: "Senior Sister Liu, even if Pei Lang and Shen Zhaozhao are very strong, can they really kill a hundred Steel Feather Chickens in half a day? Are those demonic beasts lining up and stretching out their necks waiting for them to chop them down?"
Another alchemy disciple turned pale: "Even if Pei Lang throws talismans around like they're free, he still needs to find that many Steel Feather Chickens. In this godforsaken place, the Steel Feather Chickens have become spirits. We've only killed twenty or thirty in the half day we've been here. What happened to them?"
Something's not right...
This is too weird...
Liu Qingyi's beautiful face was filled with solemnity and confusion.
However, at this moment, Yun Wan'er had no interest in the glaring numbers on the screen, nor could she hear the surprised and uncertain discussions among her fellow disciples.
Ever since she stepped into this secret realm, the black jade marrow she kept close to her body has been constantly emitting a cold and slippery aura, silently seeping into her meridians.
This aura not only did not make her uncomfortable, but instead, like the most skillful fingers, it smoothed out and calmed the originally stagnant and tangled spiritual energy in her body.
She could clearly feel that the seemingly insurmountable bottleneck of the ninth level of Qi Refining, which had troubled her for who knows how long, was rapidly melting and thinning under the scouring of this cold power, just like thin ice under the scorching sun!
Just a little bit more... just a tiny bit more...
Just then.
"Gurgle—!!!"
A shrill, piercing crowing, filled with a violent energy, suddenly rang out from the rock face above them.
Everyone was startled to see that a steel-feathered chicken of unusually large size had silently landed on the protruding rock above their heads.
Its originally iron-gray feathers were now standing on end, and its small chicken eyes were bloodshot, filled with irrational madness!
"careful!"
Liu Qingyi reacted the fastest; almost at the same time she spoke, the crazed steel-feathered chicken suddenly spread its wings!
"call out!"
In an instant, dozens of feathers with metallic gleam at their edges, like sharp blades fired from a powerful crossbow, tore through the air and shot down towards the Tianyan Sect members below with a piercing shriek!
The density was so high that there was absolutely no way to avoid it!
Without a second thought, Liu Qingyi flipped her wrist, and a delicate little umbrella, carved entirely from green jade, opened in response.
The umbrella ribs were crystal clear, and the canopy was as thin as a cicada's wing, with a soft blue spiritual light flowing over it. Under her spiritual power, it opened instantly, transforming into a semi-circular light screen that just barely blocked everyone's heads.
"Jingle bells—!"
Countless sharp, knife-like feathers crashed violently into the azure light screen erected by the jade umbrella, exploding into dazzling sparks!
Liu Qingyi's face turned pale, and her spiritual power surged wildly towards the jade umbrella. The azure light screen fluctuated violently and emitted a "humming" that could not bear the burden!
"Pfft!"
Ultimately, the incident happened suddenly, and the response was rushed.
A stray feather, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, instantly tore through the weak point at the edge of the light barrier, grazing Liu Qingyi's raised arm with perfect precision, and blood spurted out instantly!
Liu Qingyi groaned, the intense pain causing her arm to tremble, and the light screen created by the jade umbrella dimmed slightly!
"Senior Sister!" everyone exclaimed.
In that split second, the crazed steel-feathered chicken seemed to have exhausted its last strength. Its massive body swayed, and it plummeted straight down the rock wall with a thud. It twitched twice and then fell silent.
The crisis is over.
However, no one noticed that at the very moment Liu Qingyi was injured and blood gushed out—
Yun Wan'er, who had been tightly clutching the black jade marrow and completely immersed in the surging spiritual energy within her body, suddenly felt an extremely cold yet incredibly pure power pouring into her from the black jade marrow!
"Buzz—!"
A far more surging aura than before erupted from Yun Wan'er's body without warning. The Qi Refining stage bottleneck that had plagued her for countless days and nights, seemingly an insurmountable chasm, shattered completely with a "crack" under the impact of this cold power.
Foundation building...
She actually reached the Foundation Establishment stage?!
Yun Wan'er suddenly opened her eyes. In those eyes that were usually so submissive, there was now a clear reflection of unbelievable ecstasy and a dark, suppressed light belonging to that cold power.
It seems... that her fellow disciple being injured by a demonic beast is actually quite beneficial to her...
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