Chapter 363 You are not a waste, you are just a poor ghost
Hearing this roar, everyone became excited, and the people who were originally scattered throughout the small valley quickly gathered and rushed up the mountain.
The boundaries between the teams that rushed up were very clear. On one side were a small number of disciples mainly from the Qingxuan Sect, and on the other side were disciples from the three major sects of Kunwu City, the Seven Stars Sect and the Yinyue Palace. There were many people and their momentum was huge.
Will the Qingxuan Sect create another miracle or will the four major sects be able to save some face? The answer will be revealed soon!
Just as everyone was running excitedly towards the spirit pools on the mountain, they discovered that the three spirit pools on the mountain were all empty.
It counts as Shen Lixian having already broken through and escaped, but why did Mu Xiaoran and Tang Yifan both disappear at the same time?
When everyone was in shock, they saw two figures sitting on a stone not far from the spirit pond, and they looked unhappy.
Hearing the noise, one of them raised his head and looked at the others, while the other one still kept his head down, looking extremely lost.
"Fifth Senior Brother?" Ye Linglong called him.
Mu Xiaoran smiled slightly, stood up from the stone, took a few steps forward, and then opened his arms towards Ye Linglong.
Ahhhh!
The fifth brother successfully broke through to the spirit transformation realm! They won, won, won! The Qingxuan Sect won again!
Ye Linglong rushed forward excitedly in three or two steps and hugged Mu Xiaoran. Other disciples of Qingxuan Sect also rushed forward together. They all stood together and hugged each other.
Even Pei Luobai and Shen Lixian, who had already broken through to the state of divine transformation, couldn't help but pat Mu Xiaoran on the shoulder from behind.
“You really did it.”
"Yes, I really did it. I didn't let everyone down, and I didn't let you down for your efforts. I did it! The fourth incarnation of the Qingxuan Sect is me!"
The atmosphere among the disciples of the entire Qingxuan Sect was extremely enthusiastic, which made the atmosphere among the disciples of the other three major sects seem a little deserted.
Unexpectedly, it was Mu Xiaoran who made a breakthrough. His cultivation was obviously not as close to perfection as Tang Yifan's, but he actually did it.
He tried boldly and worked hard to complete it. He stood up when Tang Yifan was still unsure. Just with this momentum, he won from the beginning.
But why is it the Qingxuan Sect again? Is this sect really invincible? So sour.
Just at this moment, a familiar voice was heard, "bang", Luo Yanzhong set off a firework behind them, and countless spiritual flower petals exploded and scattered down, which was very beautiful.
"Congratulations!"
Seeing these fireworks, not only the disciples of Qingxuan Sect, but also the disciples of the other three major sects were instantly pulled into memories.
During the peak martial arts competition that year, the atmosphere group of Qingxuan Sect disciples always had the fewest people but the loudest voice and the most props. Every time they won, they would set off this firework.
They have won so many times that everyone has seen these fireworks countless times and they are all imprinted in their minds. It is really impressive!
"Little Luo, you still have this!"
"Of course, this is something you can't buy anywhere else in the world of immortal cultivation. It's the only one you can find here, so you must treasure it."
While the Qingxuan Sect disciples were making a lot of noise, Tang Yifan, who was sitting alone on a stone, looked even more lonely and desolate.
The Seven Star Sect disciples walked towards him and surrounded him, not knowing what to say.
If he were still trying now, it would mean there was still a chance, but he had already finished the breakthrough, which meant the breakthrough had failed and had not succeeded.
"What are you doing? It's normal to fail in the transformation to a god. If you fail once, try again next time. You are still young and you will have plenty of opportunities." Si Yuchen comforted.
Tang Yifan also knew that failure in becoming a god was a very normal and even highly probable event.
In the past, he would not have felt lost, but now that he sees that they have all succeeded and each one is more talented than the other, he realizes that there are always people better than you and that his own talent is just so-so, and that his pride is not worth mentioning.
Liu Yuanxu glanced at him and felt a sense of empathy. He wanted to open his mouth to comfort him, but he swallowed the words back.
He hasn't even had the chance to break through to godhood yet, so he should just feel sorry for himself first.
After three days of rolling, it ends here.
Ye Linglong counted and found that the four of us who had reached the Shennong realm through the right path, as well as a group of Yuanying and a few Jindan were enough for a head-on battle!
"Get ready, we'll set off soon, and we'll go get our place back now!"
As soon as Ye Linglong said this, the emotions of everyone in the valley were instantly aroused. Fight, fight, finally, they were going to fight again!
The frustration that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time and the excitement to take revenge burst out at that moment.
After three days of hard training, I have improved myself, refined my weapons, and made sufficient preparations. It is time to seek revenge on them!
This time, they must avenge their past shame, prove themselves, and dominate Fukushima!
Therefore, everyone quickly went back to pack up their things, adjust their status, get ready, and be ready to set off at any time.
Just when everyone was dispersing, Ye Linglong's sleeve was tugged. She turned around and saw Xie Linyi's helpless face.
"Sister Ye Zi, can you comfort my senior brother? He still hasn't gotten over the shadow of failure."
Ye Linglong looked back, nodded, and walked towards Tang Yifan.
"If you want to say comforting words, then no need. My ears are about to get tangled. I'm fine. I just need some time."
"But you don't have time!"
Tang Yifan was stunned for a moment.
"We are going to fight, but you are not in good condition. Both sides are four against four, and the number of our remaining Yuanying and Jindan is not as large as theirs. If we don't have enough quantity, we can only compete in quality. You are an important part of our quality. If you can't fight, we will be in danger!"
Hearing this, Tang Yifan smiled bitterly.
"What quality do I have? I'm just trash."
"You are wrong, you are not a waste, you are just a poor ghost."
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Tang Yifan raised his head suddenly. The first two sentences were quite normal, but what the hell was the second one?
He is poor? How can he be poor as the chief disciple of the Seven Stars Sect?
"I gave the Seven-Colored Zhuli Fruit to Fifth Senior Brother."
Tang Yifan's eyes widened. She actually gave this great treasure to Mu Xiaoran?
"There is also the secret elixir that my fourth senior sister used to break through, the spiritual treasure ingredients that my fourth senior brother has collected for many years, and Chen Qiyuan and the eldest senior brother have all gone to help. You see, our wealthy Qingxuan Sect disciples have contributed their secret treasures, while you poor Qixing Sect disciples have spent a lot of time trying to come up with anything decent."
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Tang Yifan's heart was half healed.
"So, you're not a piece of trash, you're just a poor guy."
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The other half of Tang Yifan's heart was completely destroyed.
"Fight hard, young man. Practice hard, make money, and try not to be a poor ghost anymore."
Tang Yifan felt that he was not comforted, but his sky seemed no longer gloomy.
He stood up, his eyes clear.
"There are so many treasures in Fukushima, I must get rich!"
When Ye Linglong made a wish to become rich in front of her, he just smiled and said nothing.
After the chicken blood was beaten, Ye Linglong led the team to set out again and walked towards the lake where they were chased by the Black Gold Mountain disciples that day.
We are back!