"Senior Brother, you're injured." Dressed in purple, the elegant and refined Fifth Junior Sister Yue Lianqing looked at Xiu Qiyu with a worried expression.
Xiu Qiyu's expression remained serious, as if he were a true god atop the clouds, above the heavens, detached from worldly affairs, indifferent, noble, and otherworldly.
"It's nothing!"
"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, and Master are all very worried about you." Yue Lianqing shook her lips, looking somewhat pitiful.
"Exchange a high-grade Restoration Pill for me from the sect." Xiu Qiyu stretched out his hand.
Yue Lianqing wanted to say something, but in the end, she had no choice but to take out her identity token and respectfully hand it to Xiu Qiyu.
Xiu Qiyu nodded, took out a uniquely shaped token, and both tokens flashed white light at the same time, the points had already been transferred.
"Has anything happened in the sect recently?"
"The sect competition was originally scheduled for next month, but the appearance of this extraordinary treasure is bound to cause a bloodbath. Therefore, the sect leaders and elders have unanimously decided to hold the competition three months later. The winner will be granted a place to enter the Holy Land and a special reward."
Xiu Qiyu nodded, indicating that she understood. The sacred spring was, in essence, a natural spiritual pool. The founder of Luoxia Valley was fortunate enough to discover this place, then concealed it with an array, using the pool's water to slowly cultivate and increase his strength, eventually becoming a Nascent Soul expert and founding Luoxia Valley. Luoxia Valley's nearly century-long prosperity was largely due to this spiritual spring.
With Xiu Qiyu's strength, he had naturally been there many times, but after advancing to the Golden Core stage, the effects of the spiritual spring water were greatly reduced, so the entire Luoxia Valley only had one Nascent Soul expert.
"What is that special reward?" Xiu Qiyu didn't know whether he was asking Yue Lianqing or talking to himself.
What does this seem to foreshadow? Is this continent about to descend into chaos? The Emperor's Tomb will open for the last time in the latter half of next year. It is also the final stage of the "Hundred Kingdoms War." The victor will have the opportunity to join the Five Holy Lands, and his sect and country will be rewarded with countless treasures.
I wonder if Ye Xiruo will be able to participate with him then.
"Alright, don't contact me for now. Have the sect members wait in town. Leave the matters in the back mountain to me."
Yue Lianqing nodded. This was their senior brother, the faith of the sect, and the faith of the entire Rui Kingdom. It was because he was powerful enough, rational enough, and perfect enough.
However, although the senior brother's appearance is still flawless and his strength seems even more terrifying, his gaze has changed.
His eyes warmed, and a smile appeared on his face. That girl was truly enviable!
The thought that their senior brother had gone to such lengths sent a chill down Yue Lianqing's spine, plunging her soul into an abyss. If this news got out, that girl would never have peace again.
Yue Lianqing was deeply conflicted. Should she follow her own true feelings or obey her senior brother's orders?
But the rift deep within their hearts grew wider and wider. Their senior brother had changed, and she was no longer his only junior sister.
That girl will become the person closest to the senior brother; how can anyone not be insanely jealous?
Xiu Qiyu merely glanced at Yue Lianqing before his white robes flashed and he vanished before her eyes.
Yue Lianqing knelt helplessly on the ground, her face pale and her body covered in cold sweat. That glare just now was a warning. Her senior brother was warning her for the sake of a woman, something she had never imagined before.
Yue Lianqing sprinted to the outer circle, sword energy flying everywhere, carrying a chilling killing intent. Birds and beasts scattered in all directions, but unfortunately, they were no match for the snow-white sword light. One by one, they were struck by the sword light amidst screams and fell to the ground dead.
Yue Lianqing felt a surge of killing intent within her, and her moves changed constantly. The snow-white sword light grew faster and sharper, and she killed more and more of the surrounding wild beasts and monsters. The stench of blood was nauseating.
However, Yue Lianqing continued her relentless hacking and slashing, releasing the bitterness and despair in her heart.
Soon, Yue Lianqing killed all of this small group of animals and flew to another place.
In just one hour, Yue Lianqing had killed animals from five different locations. Unbeknownst to her, she had already stepped into the inner circle.
Yue Lianqing kept moving, and whenever she saw a monster, she would draw her sword and slash at it, tireless and painless, mechanically wanting to kill all the animals.
This would be absolutely impossible under normal circumstances. Regardless of cultivation level, no human can kill indiscriminately within the inner circle; this has become a consensus across the entire continent. Of course, this is also to avoid angering the Emperor Beast in the center.
If that person is angered, most of the human city could be destroyed.
At this moment, Yue Lianqing was unaware that she was already in grave danger, chasing after a spirit monkey. She didn't realize that she was surrounded by a dozen or so late-stage Foundation Establishment demonic beasts.
By the time she realized it, she had already been struck hard in the abdomen, and blood was gushing from her body. The pain, the cold, and the fear brought Yue Lianqing back to her senses in an instant.
But when she recalled what she had just done and her current predicament, her heart sank. Forgetting about healing her wounds, she picked up her sword and prepared to fight her way out.
If she were truly surrounded by ten powerful demonic beasts, she would undoubtedly die.
Circulating her inner energy, Yue Lianqing slashed fiercely at the slender and beautiful snake with a dark blue body that was closest to her.
It is well known that the more beautiful a creature is, the more terrifying it is. Under normal circumstances, Yue Lianqing would never provoke such a dangerous creature, but now she has nowhere to escape.
Any hesitation for even a second would mean death. Her wounds were severe, and blood was still flowing, staining her elegant and beautiful purple gauze dress.
The snake's head twisted at an odd angle, causing Yue Lianqing's sword, which was originally aimed at the snake's vital point, to deviate by an inch, leaving only a horrific wound on the snake's body, but without hitting any vital organs.
Yue Lianqing was in despair. Those snow-white, barbed fangs seemed about to bite her wrist at any moment. She suddenly remembered that this snake was called Meilan.
Skilled in mental attacks, she was most likely to bewitch people. Her mind was too volatile, and she was often manipulated by it, which ultimately led to her deathly pale complexion.
Yue Lianqing smiled bitterly, "So be it, so be it. It's fate, why bother trying to escape it?"
Suddenly, the tooth veered to one side, barely brushing against her sleeve.
The sleeve turned black at a visible speed. Yue Lianqing immediately retreated and swiftly cut off half of her sleeve.
The fluctuation just now was almost identical to Meizu's innate skill, but it seemed to be even more profound.
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