"Purple Ghost!!!"
They realized that the serpent had been killed by gingerbread.
With a demonic roar, his entire body swelled tenfold.
Immortal Lord Qinglian coughed up blood, on the verge of collapse. "Qingyue, lend me a hand."
“Here I come!”
Gingerbread rushed forward, carrying the Shockwave Sword.
She and Qinglian Immortal Lord used the same sword technique in perfect harmony.
It seems to be the body's instinct.
The two of them worked together.
The spirit sword pierced through the demon's chest.
"you...."
His eyes widened, and his body erupted with a bloody, demonic aura.
"How dare you kill me, Your Majesty..."
Gingerbread drew the Surging Wave Sword and said coldly, "If I were an ordinary cultivator trying to conquer the tower, and I listened to you and opened the seventh stone sculpture, I would probably be the one who dies."
"You have brains, but so do others."
The brutality in the demon's eyes did not fade until the very last moment, "I do not believe—"
His resentful words dissipated into the Frozen Valley.
I thought I had passed this secret realm.
Unexpectedly, there was no fluctuation in the space. Gingerbread looked at Immortal Lord Qinglian in confusion.
The other person's cool eyes flickered between clarity and confusion. "Qingyue, oh no, outsider..."
"You know I'm not Qingyue?"
"Yes, how could I not recognize my own brother?"
Immortal Lord Qinglian smiled wryly, clutching his increasingly aching head with both hands. "Fellow Daoist, I have a favor to ask of you."
"you say."
Immortal Lord Qinglian: "The Nine Heavens Tower, the Blood Array, and they even stole my Golden Core... I'm sorry to trouble you..."
At this point, the other person's eyes widened in terror, and then the entire Ice Valley space distorted.
The illusion has shattered?
Gingerbread's expression changed, and she turned around to find Fen Jue, quickly taking his hand and flying away.
"Xiao Jue, run!"
Fen Jue raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on Jiang Bingbing's slender fingers as he let her carry him away.
Just like so many times before,
She grabbed his sleeve and ran away.
The two flew to the outside of the Frozen Valley and stood where they had just entered the illusion. Ginger Cake let go and wrapped the Surging Wave Sword back around her waist. "What do you think will happen to Immortal Lord Qinglian?"
A glint of light flashed in Fen Jue's dark eyes. He gently lifted his eyelids and looked ahead, following her gaze.
"It was just an illusion, and it will naturally disappear from the world."
Gingerbread sighed sadly, then composed herself and looked at Burning with a smile.
Why aren't you testing me anymore?
Every time he burned the embers, he would ask her many questions.
This time, they didn't ask anything at all.
The night wind blows.
A chill ran through the air.
The wind blew up the hems of their clothes.
The billowing robes and light gauze briefly intertwined.
Fen Jue's eyes flickered slightly as he looked away from the hem of her robe that he had just touched: "No need for the exam."
Gingerbread tilted its head and looked at him. "Huh? Why don't we have to take the test anymore?"
Her voice was sweet and clear, her bright eyes held a sly glint, and her tone was deliberately suggestive.
Fen looked desperately toward the direction of the Frozen Valley, "You're amazing, you're great, so you don't need to take the exam."
"Are you satisfied with this answer?"
His voice, tinged with a lazy, magnetic quality, carried a hint of laughter.
“Satisfied…” Gingerbread felt as if an electric current had pierced her ears, a tingling sensation that made her momentarily stunned. She blinked, her expression returning to normal. “Of course I’m satisfied. I can handle a mere Purple Nether Demon Serpent.”
There's still a bit of a regret about her small face.
Noticing her expression, and wanting to satisfy her desire to show off, Fen Jue readily agreed:
"Then give me a simple analysis."
Gingerbread's almond-shaped eyes lit up, and she put her hands on her hips, launching into a long-winded explanation: "A few days ago, a blood array was discovered at the Nine Heavens Sect. It's still uncertain whether the Nine Heavens Sect is colluding with the Demon Realm. What if Liu Zhufeng didn't know? The situation is different now. Liu Zhufeng is in big trouble! The Nine Heavens Tower is the sect's most precious treasure. How could he not know that old monsters like the Demon Eater and the Purple Nether Demon Serpent have appeared inside the tower?"
"It's obvious that my seven-layered illusion is different from that of the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect. It was clearly prepared by Liu Zhufeng specifically for the disciple who won the alchemy competition."
"If I weren't number one, I would be the chosen one of any other sect."
“If it were a Golden Core Realm disciple from another sect who came in, their Golden Core would probably have been plucked out by the Demon Eater and the Purple Nether Demon Serpent long ago! Breaking into the Tower Illusion Realm is a pretense; their real purpose is to seize the Golden Core through this method! Without the Shocking Wave Sword and you, I would have died inside the tower as well.”
We'll go out then.
Liu Zhufeng could only lament that the disciples who attempted to challenge the tower were too greedy and had bad luck.
Cultivators face inherent risks when seeking opportunities, and sects that lose talented disciples can only suffer in silence.
Fen Jue followed up, "Since he needs Golden Cores, there are plenty of Golden Core cultivators out there. He can just send people to kill them and take the cores. Why go through all this trouble?"
“Hey, I thought of that too.” Jiang Bingbing walked slowly with her arms crossed, and after thinking it over, she said, “Is Liu Zhufeng’s ambition to become the number one in the cultivation world? He can’t do it on his own. He may have reached some kind of agreement with the Demon Realm. The souls and flesh of the disciples who break through the tower will be handed over to the Demon Lord, and he will take the golden core. At the same time, he will also eliminate the chosen one of the sects.”
"You must understand that for a sect, capable young disciples are the backbone."
"Moreover, there are great differences among Golden Core cultivators. Without the careful nurturing of a sect, the Golden Cores of rogue cultivators are mostly impure, while the Golden Cores of elite disciples of sects are much more powerful."
"It may not be obvious now, but if Liu Zhufeng holds a banquet every two months, or even opens the Nine Heavens Tower to the public, other sects will lose a genius disciple. By the time everyone realizes it, the Nine Heavens Sect, which is colluding with the Demon Realm, will have already become too large to fight against."
A massive conspiracy.
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