Even Qin Luo himself felt that these words were somewhat unfair.
But this was the only option available. Although he couldn't be sure if the system would determine that the opportunity wasn't fully obtained by one person if all the women absorbed the Ancestral Core together, and therefore not return it.
This is no small matter. This ancestral core is related to a piece of his primordial chaos form, and it cannot be taken lightly.
Moreover, given the incomplete spiritual essence of this ancestral core, even a saintly body like Murong Liyue might not be able to completely refine it. Only Xia Zihan's unique Ziwei Spirit Emperor Physique can absorb it all without limit without worrying about an unstable foundation.
Who could blame her? Her physique was simply too extraordinary compared to the other women.
Qin Luo initially thought that Xia Zihan's physique was somewhat useless, as it was nothing more than constantly nourishing one's physique to slowly improve it.
But the deeper Qin Luo's cultivation level went, the more he felt that this physique was simply heaven-defying.
Not only can he perfectly refine the spiritual energy he absorbs, but he can also continuously solidify his foundation, making each advancement smooth and stable. In contrast, others who absorb too much spiritual energy may suffer from unstable spiritual power, unstable realm, or even qi deviation if they are not careful. However, there are no such hidden dangers under this physique.
This made Qin Luo suspect that the system had done it intentionally, making Xia Zihan his first investor so that he could withstand the massive return of spiritual energy without any worries and transform it all into his own foundation to steadily improve his strength...
Just as Qin Luo had this thought, Murong Liyue noticed his hesitation and spoke first to stop him from explaining further.
Her gaze was gentle, tinged with a hint of reproach, as she spoke softly:
"Qin Luo, you don't need to be so careful and considerate of us. If you intend for Sister Xia to absorb the spiritual essence of this ancestral core, why would we say anything? Or are you afraid that we will be dissatisfied?"
After speaking, Murong Liyue gave Qin Luo a charming sidelong glance, a glance full of allure yet also brimming with understanding.
She paused, then continued:
“Liyue has always remembered your efforts for her. Besides, Liyue has now broken through to the Saint Realm. I would feel embarrassed to fight for such an opportunity without you even having to ask.”
Murong Liyue lowered her eyes slightly, her tone gentle. Not long ago, the memories of Qin Luo giving her this opportunity flooded her mind, and a blush unconsciously rose on her face.
At this moment, Huang Lu also stepped forward, her voice soft and sweet:
"Sister Liyue is right, Luo Lang..."
As she spoke, she recalled Xia Zihan's undisguised hostility when she called him "Luo Lang" not long ago, her pretty face tightened, and she quickly changed her words, continuing:
"Luo Lang... Qin Luo, I've never liked cultivation, and my foundation is weak. I'm already very satisfied that I was able to break through to the mid-stage of the Divine Travel Realm in this academy competition with you."
"My current cultivation level is entirely due to your help along the way. You can arrange things according to your own wishes; Lu'er has no objections."
As Huang Lu spoke, her eyes were clear, full of reliance and trust in Qin Luo.
Su Yaoyue straightened her magnificent figure and said nonchalantly:
“I’ve had quite a few opportunities in those ruins before, and I’m now at the peak of the Spirit Tribulation. There’s no rush to undergo the Soul Tribulation. Do whatever you want. I’m not so petty as to make a fuss over this.”
These words stunned Qin Luo for a moment, and he thought to himself how quickly a woman could change her mind. One moment she was having a little tiff with him, but the next she was showing such an understanding side.
Unfortunately, before Qin Luo could have any more thoughts, a sharp gust of wind came from below.
Currently, Qin Luo of Lingyuan Sect is ranked first, and Linghuang Sect, which they have overtaken, is ranked second. The people who have come are none other than Dongfang Yingluo and her three companions.
Dongfang Yingluo, with her striking high golden ponytail, looked dashing and heroic. Holding a golden spear, its tip gleaming coldly, she pointed it at Qin Luo from afar, a confident smile playing on her lips, and proclaimed loudly:
"Qin Luo, although you and Zi Han of our sect have a close relationship, this is a competition between academies, and I cannot make an exception for your relationship. Since you were able to push our Linghuang Sect out of second place, then let us let our strength speak for itself and see if you have the ability to be number one!"
Her voice was clear and resonant, echoing in both of their ears, exuding an undeniable aura.
Behind Dongfang Yingluo, Xia Zihan subtly shrank back, a fleeting hint of apology flashing in her eyes as she looked at Qin Luo.
She knew Dongfang Yingluo all too well. Dongfang Yingluo was born strong-willed, and once she set her sights on a goal, she would not give up until she hit a wall. This time, she was determined to challenge her.
For Xia Zihan, directly attacking Qin Luo was absolutely out of the question. However, when it came to targeting Murong Liyue, Su Yaoyue, and Huang Lu, who were standing beside Qin Luo, a subtle but intense pleasure welled up within her, something she couldn't have asked for.
In her heart, she felt a deep bond with Qin Luo, yet they had unjustly "diverted" Qin Luo's attention from her, and she had long harbored resentment. Now, taking advantage of this competition between the academies, she could openly teach them a lesson.
Although Murong Liyue is a powerful saint, she is indeed a tough nut to crack.
However, Xia Zihan also had her own confidence; with the Purple Phoenix and Azure Phoenix, her strength was not to be underestimated. When it came down to close combat, the outcome was still uncertain.
Thinking this, Xia Zihan couldn't help but tilt her head back slightly, straightening her back as if she were a lioness poised to pounce. A purple aura flowed around her, and as her spiritual power surged, a faint spiritual pressure emanated from her body and dissipated into the air, carrying a hint of sharpness.
It seems like this battle to "tear apart the mistress" could start at any moment!
Just as the Lingyuan Sect and the Linghuang Sect were locked in a standoff, the remaining teams ranked in the top ten below were also beginning to stir. Within the Huanmeng Sect, a woman in the team, with a hint of anticipation, softly asked Sikong Xiu:
"Senior sister, should we also go to the top and try to get a share? Everyone wants a bigger piece of this Ancestral Core Spiritual Essence."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Xiu instantly bristled, her eyebrows furrowing and a flash of anger in her eyes: "Go to the very top? Don't be stupid!"
She didn't want to be used as a pawn by that despicable Qin Luo again!
Sikong Xiu couldn't help but recall the scene of being ordered around by Qin Luo, her chest heaving with anger. After calming herself, she continued:
"We're currently in seventh place, and I'm thinking of doing my best to compete for a spot in the top five or top three. That way, we can refine more spiritual essence from the ancestral cores without having to worry about bearing too much pressure."
Sikong Xiu's eyes flickered, revealing shrewdness and calculation. "Anyway, we have gained a lot of benefits from the ruins in the Xuanbing Domain. As long as I can refine this Ancestral Core Spiritual Essence for a while longer, breaking through to the Saint Realm will be a sure thing."
As she said this, a hint of regret flashed in her eyes. It was a pity that Qin Luo had taken away her tribulation-crossing magic weapon. Otherwise, with her current accumulation, she could have tried to break through to the Saint Realm right now, and there would have been no need for this extra effort.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
