Lin Yannan ultimately dared not gamble and reluctantly gave fifty spiritual herbs to Tianxin.
Then, he looked at the people from the six major sects and asked, "Shall we continue?"
The people from the six major sects remained silent and turned to leave one after another.
With Tianxin around, there's no need to continue this arena battle; it would only result in a wasted loss of the elixir.
They're not fools; they wouldn't knowingly do something that's impossible.
Lin Yannan smiled wryly. "Junior Sister Tianxin was too powerful; she actually scared them all away!"
"Well, I've won fifty spiritual herbs, so I should be able to secure first place in this trial."
Afterwards, Lin Yannan glanced at Qin Feng and Tian Xin, then called Wu Tiexiong and the other two to leave.
Qin Feng and Tian Xin followed at a leisurely pace.
...
Exit of the secret realm.
Lin Shiyin and the other nine people, including Mo Ran, had been waiting there the whole time and had not left.
Mo Ran glanced around and smiled. "Fellow Daoists, how about we make a bet?"
A young man smiled and asked, "Which sect are you betting on to win this Blood Trial?"
Mo Ran nodded. "Not bad!"
"I bet our Lingxian Sect will be number one this time!"
"If not, I'm willing to share half of the spiritual herbs that the Lingxian Sect obtained this time with you."
The young man curled his lip. "Aren't you a little too confident?"
"Hehe, I'll take your bet. If I lose, half of our sect's spiritual herbs will be yours!"
Everyone else except Lin Qingyin joined Mo Ran's betting game.
Seeing that Lin Qingyin remained unmoved, Mo Ran asked with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Lin, are you afraid of losing?"
Lin Qingyin glanced at Mo Ran and said indifferently, "Your bet is too small; I'm not interested!"
"If you win, you can have half of the spiritual medicines from our nine major sects, while you only have to pay half of your sect's share. How can you even say that? I'm ashamed for you."
Mo Ran smiled slightly. "What you said makes sense; I hadn't considered things carefully enough."
"How about this then? If I lose, I will not only give you all the spiritual herbs I obtained from this trial of the Spirit Immortal Sect, but I will also give you my storage ring to divide among you!"
"If you lose, each of you only needs to give me ten spiritual herbs that are over a thousand years old."
Lin Qingyin raised an eyebrow slightly. "I can bet with you, but I want to raise the stakes."
"If the Spirit Immortal Sect comes in first place, I can do whatever I want with you!"
"But if you are the number one in our Beiming Immortal Sect, then you are at my disposal."
She disliked Mo Ran very much and had long wanted to find an opportunity to teach this guy a lesson.
She certainly wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by.
Mo Ran's gaze sharpened as he stared intently at Lin Qingyin's face for a moment before speaking. "Are you sure?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Lin Qingyin said with a half-smile. "Do you dare to make a bet?"
"What's there to be afraid of?" Mo Ran sneered. "Words are no proof; a blood pact must be signed."
"Sure!" Lin Qingyin readily agreed.
Subsequently, Lin Qingyin and Mo Ran signed a blood pact, stipulating that if either party reneges on the bet, they will suffer the backlash of the blood pact and die.
Half an hour later.
People began to emerge from the secret realm.
Within just a few minutes, people from six sects emerged from the secret realm.
There were no members of the Beiming Immortal Sect or the Lingxian Sect among them.
Mo Ran frowned slightly and looked at one of the sects, asking, "Have you encountered anyone from the Spirit Immortal Sect?"
A round-faced man shook his head. "No!"
Mo Ran then looked at the people from the other sects and asked, "And you?"
The people from those sects all spoke up to answer.
"No!"
"I only encountered him once during the first ten days after entering the secret realm, and haven't run into him since!"
"We don't have any either."
Upon hearing these answers, Mo Ran's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and a very bad premonition arose in her heart.
Besides Mo Ran, the leaders of the other two sects also looked rather grim, asking the other sects if they had seen anyone from their sect.
However, no one actually saw it; it was as if the people from their sect disappeared after entering the secret realm.
Although no one from the Beiming Immortal Sect had appeared yet, Lin Qingyin remained very calm.
With Qin Feng around, the Beiming Immortal Sect would never have been completely wiped out.
She even suspected that the Lingxian Sect and the other two sects had not yet appeared, possibly because they had encountered Qin Feng and been wiped out.
A few minutes later, the group from the Northern Underworld Immortal Sect slowly emerged from the secret realm.
There were five people in total: Qin Feng, Tian Xin, Lin Yannan, Wu Tiexiong, and a young man at the peak of the Golden Core Realm.
Of the other five, Du Lei was killed by Qin Feng, and the other four died.
Although only five people completed the trial, their numbers were still more than those of the six sects that had just completed the trial.
"This Foundation Establishment cultivator actually completed the trial?"
Mo Ran guessed with a surprised expression, "Could it be that she's been hiding ever since she entered the secret realm?"
The disciples of the six major sects rolled their eyes upon hearing this.
Hiding?
This kid is a treacherous scoundrel, at least in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Qin Feng and his group of five walked directly behind Lin Qingyin.
Just as Lin Qingyin was about to speak, Lin Yannan suddenly spoke up to complain. "Holy Maiden, Qin Feng has harmed his fellow disciples. Please, you must handle this matter impartially."
Lin Qingyin was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Who did he kill?"
Lin Yannan replied, "Du Lei!"
Lin Qingyin blinked and pouted. "So it was that guy. Fine, I'll kill him then!"
"He must have provoked Qin Feng first, so it's perfectly normal for Qin Feng to kill him."
"If you're not satisfied, you can complain to the sect leader when you return to the sect!"
Lin Yannan was stunned. He had thought that Lin Qingyin might favor Qin Feng, but he hadn't expected her to be so blatantly biased.
At this moment, Mo Ran suddenly walked over, looked directly at Lin Yannan, and asked, "What did you just say?"
"This Foundation Establishment Realm brat killed people from your sect?"
"If I remember correctly, everyone in your sect except him is at the Golden Core stage. How could he possibly kill them?"
Lin Yannan hesitated for a moment before answering, "Qin Feng is hiding his true cultivation level; he should be at the late or peak of the Nascent Soul realm!"
Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, staring at Qin Feng with a look of surprise and uncertainty. But after looking for a long time, Qin Feng was still only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment.
"What a brilliant secret technique! Even I can't see through it!"
Mo Ran took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Qin Feng's face as he asked, "Boy, did you kill someone from our Lingxian Sect?"
Before Qin Feng could speak, Lin Qingyin interrupted, "Mo Ran, are you crazy?"
"When has a bloody trial ever been without deaths?"
"Which sect did you see investigate this matter?"
"Our Beiming Immortal Sect only had five people alive to complete the strength test this time. Should I investigate who killed the other five?"
Mo Ran frowned slightly, his face grim. "I can't control other sects, but if this brat kills anyone from our Lingxian Sect, I will definitely not let him get away with it."
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