He thought he just heard Junior Sister Chu's voice!
Is it Junior Sister Chu who has returned?
Suddenly, Liu Jinghong was filled with energy. The dejection between his brows vanished, replaced by the spiritedness unique to young people!
He wanted to show his junior sister his heroic bearing!
He aspires to win the championship! He wants to obtain the ancient black iron! To forge a scabbard for his junior sister!
At this moment, Liu Jinghong was in the dense forest, all alone. It seemed that everyone had been scattered when they were teleported into the secret realm. He looked up and thought that the trees were too tall, with dense branches and leaves that overlapped so thickly that even sunlight could not penetrate, making the forest seem exceptionally dark.
Liu Jinghong mobilized the little spiritual energy in her body, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and leaped up the tree branches one section at a time, trying to reach the treetop to determine her location. However, Liu Jinghong stopped halfway up.
He had initially thought the forest was dark because the leaves were too thick, but now that he was closer, he realized that there was a layer of miasma rising from above.
Liu Jinghong could feel the miasma getting closer and closer. At this rate, in a few hours after sunset, the entire forest would be under the influence of the miasma.
We need to find a place to stay first.
Liu Jinghong thought to herself.
He casually did some calculations with his hand, and each of the four calculations yielded a different result, so he picked a direction that looked pleasing to the eye and started walking forward. As he walked, Liu Jinghong's hand, which was waving a folding fan, stopped. Something was wrong; this forest was far too quiet. There wasn't a single unintelligent bird or beast, let alone any demonic beasts.
That shouldn't be the case. The forest has a spirit.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Liu Jinghong finally felt that it was getting a little brighter. Looking closely, she saw shimmering water seeping out from between the trees. It turned out that there was a lake ahead.
Liu Jinghong paused, adjusted his direction, and chose to walk around the lake at a distance that was neither too close nor too far. While surveying the terrain, he would occasionally throw a spirit stone into the mud with his foot, as if marking the way.
Outside the secret realm, the spirit mirror was playing Liu Jinghong's every move. As the first-place winner of the first competition, everyone was clearly looking forward to his performance this time.
"Young Master Liu, what is this...?" The elder leading the Sword Pavilion asked with a frown.
"Perhaps they are marking it?" Penglai Island Master Lezheng Chang'an replied with a smile, then cupped his hands to the Grand Elder of Tianji Pavilion who was leading the team, "Your sect is indeed profound."
Ordinary people would simply leave two marks on a tree to mark their territory, but the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion would just throw away perfectly good high-grade spirit stones without a second thought, which made people exclaim how audacious they were.
Upon hearing this, the elder leading the Blade Sect burst into laughter, pointing his finger at the Sword Pavilion elder and scolding, "What's wrong! You old man, are you just jealous of the rich? The Sword Pavilion has been poor for more than a hundred or two hundred years, what's the rush!"
The Sword Pavilion elder's beard twitched violently, but he didn't say anything. Don't ask, the answer is simply that he couldn't win.
The man before him was the previous leader of the Blade Sect, over seven hundred years old, at the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm. He was far beyond the reach of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like himself. So he merely glared fiercely at the Blade Sect elder, which only made the other man burst into laughter.
Chu Hongluan crossed her arms and leaned against a tree to watch the commotion.
Her face looked paler than usual, her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with only one side tucked behind her ear, revealing her snow-white neck. Three horrifying, deep wounds, visible to the bone, were faintly visible in her dark hair, extending straight into the back of her neck, still oozing blood from time to time, but she seemed oblivious to them.
Inside the secret realm, Liu Jinghong had almost circled the lake once, but had not yet left the forest.
During this time, the people who had been placed nearby had gathered in twos and threes by the lake, following the light. There were also disciples of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, but Liu Jinghong had no intention of showing himself. He hid in the shadows of the trees, listening to the people's discussions.
"How strange! There are no fish in the lake. Is there not a single living thing in this ghost forest besides trees and grass?!"
"Who said that? We're still here, aren't we?"
"Stop joking! What I mean is, we haven't seen a single monster along the way, how are we going to get points?"
"That's true. Look at the rankings on the jade tablet. Senior Brother Ke Tinghe of the Blade Sect has already reached 650 points! And this is only the first day! That's terrifying!"
"Look at Sword Pavilion! Senior Brother Mo Yu from Sword Pavilion has already reached 800 points!"
Upon hearing this, the elder of the Sword Pavilion outside could not hide his smugness. He glanced at Liu Jinghong, who was still hiding in the shadows and had not yet shown himself, and spoke again, "This young master Liu is far too arrogant. Even with the Void Causal Eye by his side, it is not right for him to hunt demonic beasts with the power of the seventh level of Qi Refining."
The Grand Elder of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion stroked his long beard, remaining silent, though secretly hoping he would say a few more words.
The Grand Elder, Liu Youcai's father, considered Liu Jinghong a cripple, believing only his own precious son was worthy of the position of Young Pavilion Master. Moreover, while he outwardly smiled at the Pavilion Master's slumber and his wife's control, he inwardly cursed. If it weren't for his fear of Liu Qingfeng, who could awaken at any moment, how could he have allowed the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion's millennia-old foundation to fall into the hands of a mere woman!
Before the Grand Elder could answer, the Blade Sect Elder interrupted, unable to tolerate the sword cultivator's pretentious air of superiority: "Is your Sword Pavilion out of talent? Why are you so concerned about the disciples of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion!"
"You have the leisure to mess with me! Look at what your only disciple from the Sword Sect is doing!"
The elder of the Sword Sect subconsciously turned to look at his spiritual realm: "What else could they be doing? Hunting, of course—"
The words came to an abrupt halt.
Not long ago, Ke Tinghe single-handedly killed a wild boar at the Golden Core stage, butchered it into eight pieces, roasted it over a fire, and fed it to his stomach.
But in the short moment that the elder of the Sword Sect wasn't paying attention, a group of Buddhist cultivators from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect happened to pass by. This brazen fellow, carrying his large chunk of meat, followed beside the Buddhist cultivators, eating with grease dripping from his mouth while mumbling indistinctly, "Oh my~ It smells so good! Master, would you like a bite? Master, would you like a bite!"
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