Jiang He's face immediately turned deathly pale.
The words Luo Ci had spoken in the mountains and forests now appeared clearly in his mind, word by word.
He suddenly understood the meaning of those words.
The "sir" or "gentleman" they were referring to was a remarkable and important figure.
Even the Heavenly Dao gives way to his servants.
Therefore, Heaven deceived him, preventing him from knowing Niu Shanming's true strength, which is why he stumbled upon this place.
If he had known from the beginning that Niu Shanming was a Celestial Realm cultivator, he would never have come.
But now, it's too late to say anything.
Seeing Jiang He's utterly dejected expression, the purple-eyed wolf became even more satisfied.
Then he kicked Jiang He into the field.
Jiang He immediately let out a scream.
Although there were two more bamboo balls, it was still clearly not enough to go around.
So, as usual, everyone drew lots.
Lin Buhuan looked at the bamboo stick in his hand; the number written on it was eighty-two.
It will be a long wait.
So he took out a low-grade spiritual weapon and walked up to a senior brother: "Senior brother, may I use this low-grade spiritual weapon to switch places with you?"
The deep-seated hatred between the Lin and Jiang families was known to every member of the Star Moon Sect.
So the senior brother generously exchanged the bamboo sticks in his hand with Lin Buhuan, but did not want the earth-grade spiritual artifact.
"We're all fellow disciples, so it's only right that we help each other out. There's no need to be so polite."
Lin Buhuan forced the Earth-grade spiritual artifact onto that senior brother.
Finally, the senior student used his trump card: "If you insist on giving it to me, then I won't trade it."
Lin Buhuan then gave up and thanked him repeatedly.
Soon, the screams of Jiang He and Jiang Liu echoed across the field.
After just one match, Jiang He and Jiang Liu were kicked to the point of questioning their existence.
During halftime, the two huddled together, crying their eyes out.
"Save your energy." At this moment, an old but very familiar voice came from the bamboo ball beside them.
Jiang He and Jiang Liu immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
Through layers of bamboo strips, the two finally saw the figure inside the bamboo basket.
Even though she had become extremely thin and haggard.
The two recognized each other at a glance.
"Third brother..." Jiang Liu called out in a trembling voice.
"Hmm," Jiang Ze replied casually.
"You, you..." Jiang Liu had many questions in his mind, but he didn't know what to ask, so he was a little stuck.
"Did you destroy the Jiang family?" Jiang He suddenly remembered what Niu Shanming and the others had said and asked in a cold voice.
"Yes," Jiang Ze readily admitted.
"Why?" Jiang Liu asked in a shrill voice.
"Naturally, it's for the sake of becoming an immortal." There was not a trace of guilt in Jiang Ze's voice: "I have protected them for many years, shouldn't they repay me?"
"You, you..." Jiang Liu's face turned ashen with anger, his fists clenched tightly.
If it weren't for this bamboo ball blocking his way, he really wanted to slap the third brother across the face.
"Nonsense!" Jiang He frowned and rebuked angrily, "Does killing members of the Jiang family make you an immortal?"
“Of course,” Jiang Ze said confidently, “because I have already succeeded.”
"What?" Jiang He frowned even more, looking Jiang Ze up and down: "But your cultivation level has clearly regressed."
"That's because they're too strong; I can't beat them." After saying that, Jiang Ze closed his eyes again, seizing the time to circulate the spiritual energy within his body and recover his strength.
Judging from the time, there will probably be two or three more matches later.
Instead of wasting time talking to them, I'd better focus on my cultivation.
Today, the spiritual energy accumulated in his spiritual veins is enough to create a spiritual energy shield.
It's a bit thin.
But it can at least help him resist some of the attacks.
This is the experience he summarized after being kicked for several days.
Of course, he wouldn't share such valuable experience with his two older brothers.
We shouldn't favor one over the other when making bamboo balls.
Jiang He's brows furrowed even more.
Jiang Ze said he had succeeded, does that mean he had successfully advanced to the Immortal Realm?
Does the ginger family also have this effect?
Oh, right.
He remembered reading in an ancient book that besides proper cultivation, there was another method.
He killed his own family to prove his path.
However, there were no detailed records, and he didn't understand at the time.
Now, combining what Jiang Ze said, he understood.
Jiang Ze must have used the method of killing his own family to prove his Dao, and he succeeded.
only……
Jiang He pursed his lips.
The third son killed the entire Jiang family, leaving not even a child behind. How could he possibly...?
wrong!
Jiang He's gaze suddenly fell on Jiang Liu and Jiang Ze.
They are both also members of the Jiang family.
Moreover, they are closer to him by blood.
If I kill them both, can I also advance to the Immortal Realm?
The thought of this possibility made Jiang He's eyes burn with desire.
For now, just be patient.
The day they escape their predicament will be the day he ascends to the Immortal Realm.
He still doesn't understand what Li Xue meant by "guaranteed for ten years".
On the field, Lin Buhuan was sweating profusely.
He kicked the bamboo ball not to accelerate his cultivation, but to avenge the tragic deaths of the Lin family members.
Every kick he made was delivered with all his might, through gritted teeth.
Now, there are also gourd wolves and unicorn white leopards.
They kicked with gritted teeth.
Previously, they were unaware that the Jiang family was involved and had secretly formed a small team to extract the spiritual essence of spirit beasts.
Now that they know, they wish they could tear the Jiang family apart alive.
Such a good opportunity to vent one's anger would naturally not be missed.
Jiang He and Jiang Liu had been kicked until their eyes were unfocused.
When will this end?
The crowd dispersed only after nightfall.
Bai Hao and Bai Xu returned the three bamboo balls to the small courtyard.
After all, the bamboo grove is full of powerful individuals, so it's safer to keep them in the small courtyard and have them under the protection of these great masters.
"Third brother, when were you captured? Have you thought of a way to escape?" Jiang He asked with a restrained expression only after nightfall when all was quiet.
“A few days earlier than you, no.” Jiang Ze said, huddled in the middle, without looking up.
“The three of us are all experts at the half-step realm. Why don’t we join forces and break one of our bamboo balls first?” Jiang He suggested.
"Idiot!" Before Jiang Ze could answer, a mocking laugh came from the side.
Jiang He felt a chill run down his spine.
who?
Could it be someone above the immortals I saw during the day?
Just as Jiang He was feeling uneasy and didn't dare to breathe, he saw a bamboo ball rolling over from a distance.
Jiang He looked around.
I, my second brother, and my third brother are all here.
So what's inside this bamboo ball...?
“He is a Celestial King,” Jiang Ze said calmly. “He is several major realms higher than the Celestial Realm.”
“Immortal, Immortal, Immortal King…” Jiang He Jiang Liu stammered.
"Even ten of me couldn't break this bamboo stalk. You, a mere half-step immortal realm lackey, think you can break it? You'd never even dream of doing that," the crow sneered.
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