After entering the Sanwei battlefield, Lingchu had no way of detecting Sang Jin and his group. He only hoped that they would be killed on the battlefield, just like Lu Zeyu's group of disciples before.
Hong Zhenggang remained unfazed as he watched the Lingxuan Sect's numbers rapidly approach. His young master was certain to maintain his top spot. The only one worried was Zhao Tiandi of the Dixuan Sect.
At Sang Jin's request, Wanhuo took them to a teleportation array and directly teleported them to the second route taken by Lingxuan Sect.
Before leaving, Sang Jin also specially left ten bottles of Qi-recovering pills, some spiritual birds, and spiritual rice for Wanhuo.
The spiritual chickens, rabbits, and rice in her space were almost overflowing under Xiao Jin's care, so it was just right to leave some spiritual food for them to supplement.
Lingyue of Lingxuan Sect was lying comfortably in a rocking chair, his legs crossed and fanning himself with a folding fan.
Behind him stood two beautiful apprentice sisters, handing him spiritual fruit. Wu Xiaohan and Guo Xuan, along with two others, were guarding an open area. If a ghost-faced figure appeared, they would rip off its limbs and burn it.
There were more than a dozen disciples behind them who were meditating and practicing. If Wu Xiaohan got tired, other disciples would come and take over.
All the black crystals he had obtained were placed in Lingyue's mustard seed bag. Lingyue was Lingchu's adopted son. He had good talent and had already reached the late Jindan stage.
From the moment he entered the wilderness, he was only responsible for enjoying himself, and there was no need for him to take any action. Ling Chu had already arranged everything for them.
There wasn't any major danger on their route. The biggest threat was two third-level ghost-faced men, both of whom Wu Xiaohan dealt with in seconds.
"I say, can you please hurry up? The first place can only belong to our Lingxuan Sect." Ling Yue urged.
"He really is talking without any worries. We will kill each ghost-faced man as soon as he appears. This is already the fastest speed. Besides, Senior Brother Wu, you are not allowed to use your spiritual power." Guo Xuan has become closer to Wu Xiaohan since the last incident with the Snake King.
He himself is not very weak, but he has spent a lot of time on Li Fuer. Now he is also in the foundation stage of perfection, and it is possible to break through to the golden core stage at any time.
"Talk less to avoid getting into trouble." Wu Xiaohan muttered to Guo Xuan.
"Okay, Senior Brother Ling, we are already trying to speed up." Given the disparity in their status, Wu Xiaohan could only suppress his dissatisfaction with Ling Yue.
"If you can't do it, ask someone else to go." Ling Yue said impatiently.
"Okay." Wu Xiaohan no longer wanted to chop the ghost-faced man here.
"If you're fine, go and find some spiritual food." Ling Yue instructed Wu Xiaohan again.
"Brother Wu, what right does he have? Your cultivation level is the same as his. Is it just because he is the sect leader's adopted son?" Guo Xuan muttered in a low voice, expressing his dissatisfaction with Ling Yue.
"Okay, Senior Brother Ling." Wu Xiaohan pulled Guo Xuan to stop his mumbling. Then, smiling, he went to the nearby jungle alone.
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Sang Jin and the other nine were unfortunately teleported near Ling Yue and the others. They saw clearly how Wu Xiaohan was being squeezed.
Because of Su Ming's [Hide] skill, their presence remained undetected. Since Su Ming's breakthrough to the middle Jindan stage, he could simultaneously cast [Hide] on anyone within three meters of him.
"Xiao Jin, the Lingxuan Sect is so shameless. They're actually killing monsters and leveling up like this." Hua Li had already treated the Four Sects Tournament like a small online game. Killing the ghost-faced men and picking up the black crystals they dropped was like killing monsters and picking up treasures.
"They have five Jindan-stage cultivators, two of whom are in the Great Perfection of Jindan. The other three are in the Middle Jindan stage, and the other fifteen are in the Foundation Establishment stage. Do you think we can defeat them now?" Chen Chen said that this question had no answer.
Sang Jin was also helpless. The divine sword couldn't be summoned. Even if it could be summoned, it couldn't be summoned in front of the Lingxuan Sect members. This was obviously giving them equipment.
"Let them fight slowly first. We just need to take care of that guy." Su Ming looked in the direction Sang Jin pointed. It was the man lying in the rocking chair who called him Senior Brother Ling.
"You mean..." Su Ming became excited.
"That's right, it's just robbery!" Sang Jin smiled evilly.
The rules say you can't kill or seriously injure anyone, but they don't say you can't rob. Besides, the wilderness is so vast, how could they know they'd end up on the path to the Lingxuan Sect? This was their first time here.
There's nothing in the rules about not being able to visit other sects and walk the same paths they've taken. After all, they've already walked the Tianxuan Sect's snowfields. This shouldn't be against the rules, right?
"That's great. Then we'll do it this way... this way..." Mu Xuan has a lot of say when it comes to snatching things.
The ninth day in the wilderness.
Sang Jin and the others found an inconspicuous tree in the woods. She also set up a centrifugal formation around it and gave each person a shrinking pill and a magical talisman.
The mustard seed bag was kept by Chen Chen, and Bai Ling was responsible for protecting him.
The Lingxuan Sect's route was less dangerous, and the weather was good. The temperature was moderate, neither too hot nor too cold. Unlike them shivering in the snowy plains.
"You little losers of the Lingxuan Sect, if you know what's good for you, hand over all the black crystals." Sang Jin's Phoenix Feather Sword was broken, and her two divine swords were unusable. She was now using Chen Chen's flying spirit sword. [Teng Snake]
I have to say that Chen Chen, the rich second generation, is really good. Whatever you need, you can almost find it from him.
"They are from the Tianxuan Sect."
"Why did the Tianxuan Sect come to our Lingxuan Sect?"
"I don't know. I thought it would be someone from the Dixuan Sect coming."
“…”
The people from Lingxuan Sect were still discussing in low voices, not taking Sang Jin seriously at all.
Ling Yue was still lying in the rocking chair. He just glanced at Sang Jin, Mu Yanhuan and the other three, then gestured for Wu Xiaohan, Guo Xuan and Li Fuer to go fight them.
"Don't you have a grudge against that female cultivator? This is an opportunity." Sang Jin had expected him to do this.
She immediately summoned Xiao Jin to help her hold back Wu Xiaohan and the others.
Xiao Jin is a spirit beast at the late Jindan stage. Ever since it refined a drop of the old dragon's true blood, its cultivation in the secret realm has progressed by leaps and bounds. After consuming the elixir given by Sang Jin, it can now attack twice.
Ling Yue frowned. How could there be another golden elixir? Now he had no choice but to take action.
"This is my spirit beast, it shouldn't be a problem." Sang Jin smiled wickedly. She attacked Ling Yue directly, throwing a blaze at him.
But it was quickly resolved by Lingyue's clever use of a water dragon.
A [Wind Blade] transformed the wind into a knife and slashed towards Lingyue. While he was dodging, another [Wind Blade] also slashed towards him, containing the poison that Sang Jin had injected.
"Haha! It's just a trivial trick of yours. But you can't beat me. My little beauty, how about you stay with me for one night. We'll go out of the wilderness together tomorrow." Ling Yue lightly shook the folding fan in his hand, and a water dragon attacked Sang Jin directly.
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