The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 184 Advancement to Core Disciple
The intense heat surged and churned, an aura of destruction emanating from within, interspersed with vibrant, fiery red flames.

At first glance, it looks like beautiful and enchanting fireworks!
Unfortunately, the fireworks that swept across the entire dueling arena carried an extremely terrifying heat, corroding the stone slabs that came into contact with them, creating countless holes.

If it is allowed to run rampant, not only will disciples and elders below the ninth level not survive, but even those at the tenth level are very likely to perish due to serious injuries.

"Soul-Locking Array—!" With a soft shout from the man in the purple-gold crown, dozens of dazzling lights rose slowly from all directions. Before anyone knew it, the elders had dispersed around the dueling arena.

Whether it was the Grand Elder's lineage or the other lineages, everyone was now obeying the orders of the Jade Purity Sect Master. With the combined efforts of dozens of elders, the terrifying aftershocks of the explosion were completely intercepted, preventing them from crossing the line.

The elders all joined forces, creating an extremely spectacular scene!

No one knows how much time passed, until the storm gradually subsided, and everyone slowly got up, still in shock. Their dazed appearance was as if they had just experienced a cataclysmic disaster.

Fortunately, the Jade Purity Sect's higher-ups nipped this catastrophe in the bud. Apart from the square floating stone platform used for combat dissipating into dust, the rest of the dueling arena remained unchanged.

"Even the rarest gemstone, if it loses its energy and luster, is nothing more than a slightly harder piece of scrap iron...!"

Grabbing the remnants of the exploding black stone, the man in the purple-gold crown, his heart stirred, had just landed in a twilight motion...

"Sect Master, you must catch the murderer who killed my disciple and bring him to justice!"

The white-haired old man forced himself to stand up, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then pretended to be very weak. He was helped forward by two inner disciples.

"Elder...you are...you are so great!"

His pale face and haggard appearance were enough to make anyone's heart ache. Many disciples and elders, unaware of the truth, had their eyes well up with tears and were moved to tears.

"What a pleasant surprise!" Long Yuzhong was secretly delighted that his pre-planned actions would bring him even more "benefits."

As long as his prestige within the sect surpasses that of the Jade Purity Sect Master, even if the conditions for implementing his plan are not yet fully prepared, he is still very confident that he can overthrow Feng Tianjue and establish his own rule.

"Elder, what do you intend to do?"

The scene fell eerily quiet, with thousands of breaths clearly audible.

The man in the purple-gold crown, who had been silent for a while, suddenly stared at Long Yuzhong with eyes like lightning, and threw the question back at him verbatim.

"Summon the guardian beast of the sect... and execute dismemberment!"

Feeling vaguely as if he had been seen through, the white-haired old man stared at the man in the purple-gold crown for less than three seconds before quickly lowering his head and looking away.

joke!

Are they trying to use this opportunity to find out the whereabouts of the sacred beast?
Feng Tianjue felt a chill run down his spine. He had already guessed the general idea of ​​the white-haired old man from his evasive expression.

Guardian Beast: Golden Lion. A mysterious and ferocious beast that appeared in the world when the Golden Sect, the predecessor of the Jade Purity Sect, was conquering the world.

Its attacks are brutal and its temperament is violent. If we conservatively estimate its strength based on human cultivation level, it is at least comparable to an epic-level overlord ghost spirit master at the fifteenth level!
However, after the final battle to seize territory, and being injured by a mysterious wanderer, the Golden Lion hid deep within the forbidden area of ​​the Jade Purity Mountains and never came out again.

Year after year, day after day, time is enough to erase all scars...

For decades, no lion's roar has been heard, leading many to doubt whether that terrifying beast still exists.

Clearly, the elder who spreads rumors and secretly wins people over is the one who is most suspicious!
"Hiss!" Everyone gasped, and their gazes toward the white-haired old man changed. This was probably the most cruel and vicious punishment in the Jade Purity Sect!
They had all heard of the Golden Lion, but none of them had ever seen it.

Rumor has it that the Golden Lion has a strange quirk: he enjoys the sounds of tearing apart all kinds of flesh, especially human flesh!

What's puzzling is that the Golden Lion never eats the creatures it tears into pieces in a way that is almost torture.

"Yes, that's right! The Grand Elder is absolutely right. Feng Ling deliberately harmed his fellow disciples, which is a heinous crime and he should be executed by the most severe punishment!"

While everyone was still reeling from the shock, the white-haired old man quickly sent a telepathic message.

Several loud voices of agreement rang out. Upon closer inspection, the three elders who spoke, though outwardly appearing righteous and stern, were actually trembling slightly with apprehension.

"An unforeseen accident occurred during this competition, resulting in Xue Wu's death. We are all deeply saddened and regretful about this..."

However, we cannot indiscriminately kill innocent people or wrongly accuse good people. Feng Ling is also a victim and an innocent person!

Besides, how could we possibly go to the trouble of disturbing the sacred beast over such a trivial matter? This matter… is not to be discussed any further!

The man in the purple-gold crown had a complicated expression. After he uttered those words, which caused a ripple effect, everyone was speechless.

In Feng Tianjue's memory, he began to change from the day the Grand Elder publicly questioned the Golden Lion and received his ambiguous answer.

They've become scheming!

"What are you two standing there for?! Quickly help the Grand Elder down... to recover from his injuries!"

Before the white-haired old man could refute, a hurried, light shout came from the kind-faced elder.

"Sect Master...!" The intermittent shouts were weak and feeble. Two inner disciples immediately nodded in understanding and helped the "seriously injured" old man away quickly...

"Uh...!" This dramatic scene stunned everyone. Although they knew perfectly well why the kind-faced old man had done this, no one dared to continue the previous topic.

Anyone could tell that Feng Tianjue's previous tone carried an undeniable air of authority.

Most of the elders had met Feng Ling, and had just suffered a lot recently. Now, even the white-haired old man who was in charge had been "taken away," so naturally no one was willing to make a sacrifice for the Grand Elder.

As for the inner and outer disciples, apart from one lean man whose expression flickered, the rest were all trembling with fear and would certainly not take the initiative to speak up and become the first to act.

Outside the dueling arena...

"Get out of here...!"

The white-haired old man was being helped out of the Silver Gate when, with a soft "thud," two unfortunate inner disciples coughed up blood and fell to the ground.

"Elder...!" Before they fell into a coma from serious injuries, the two pale-faced people saw a figure angrily leaving in their eyes.

At the last core disciple award ceremony, Feng Ling made his first appearance before the elders. Feng Tianjue's performance was different from before, and he was given the same level of attention as a core disciple. At that time, the Grand Elder became somewhat wary and even sent people to secretly observe Feng Ling's movements! Originally, the Grand Elder planned to pretend to be enraged and kill Feng Ling directly before Feng Tianjue made a decision.

That way, people won't be able to find fault with you, and even if Feng Tianjue is dissatisfied, he can't do anything to you openly.

The idea was good, but when he finally got his hands free, he found that the person was already gone!
How could Long Yuzhong not be furious...?!

"Feng Ling...?! Just who are you?!"

The white-haired old man rose into the air, frowning as he headed straight back towards the west bank of Yuqing. Long Yuzhong didn't believe that the man in blue would be foolish enough to return to his residence and wait for him to kill him after escaping from the dueling arena!

After the white-haired elder leaped away on the black dragon scepter, the people in the dueling arena naturally had no idea that the seriously injured elder was still "lively and energetic"!
"Sect Master, according to my observation just now, Feng Ling has already reached the eighth level of cultivation. Is it really a good idea to let him continue to participate in the inner disciple competition?"

The old man, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground recovering from his injuries, suddenly opened his eyes, slowly got up, and loudly clasped his hands in greeting to the purple-gold crowned man who was surrounded by a group of elders not far away.

Judging from his still slightly pale complexion, the injury has probably only been temporarily suppressed. It will take another two or three days before he is fully healed.

"Hiss~! Eighth level? That guy is an eighth level...?!"

"How is that possible...?! Doesn't that mean..."

"A core disciple! Our inner sect has produced another core disciple...!"

The dueling arena erupted in chaos, filled with clamor and discussion. The withered old man looked around and saw thousands of disciples with varying expressions.

Among the inner disciples, those who had previously looked down on Feng Ling undoubtedly had the most varied expressions.

"Old Ling, what do you think?!"

The old man's annoying tone was just like Elder Luo Bin's. Feng Tianjue's expression changed, but he was secretly amused. He was just worried that no one would bring up this matter.

With Xue Wu dead, there are no more evil spirit masters among the inner disciples. So it doesn't matter whether they participate in the inner sect competition or not. It's just that Zhu Bupang and his companion will have to deal with that trouble personally!
"It's no longer important; let the sect leader decide!"

He politely asked a question via telepathy, and seeing that the withered old man shared the same idea, the Jade Purity Sect Master secretly responded again: "Good!"

Immediately afterwards, a strong gust of wind suddenly arose.

Dozens of streaks of light danced in the air...

"Elder Chen's words are reasonable. Then I, the sect master, hereby formally announce in public today: Inner disciple Feng Ling, because his cultivation has reached the eighth level, is disqualified from participating in the Inner Sect Grand Competition and is ordered to immediately leave the Inner Sect Disciple Academy!"

A solemn and cold Daoist voice resounded throughout every corner of the dueling arena. Many people were delighted to see the man in the purple-gold crown, who led a group of elders and leaped back to the VIP seats.

Before he could utter a sarcastic remark, Feng Tianjue raised an eyebrow and changed the subject:

"Congratulations, Feng Ling, on your promotion to core disciple! You will be relocated to Qiaojian Peak from a selected date and will be granted a core disciple identity token! Elder Ling Weiyun will personally deliver the token afterwards!"

As the man in the purple-gold crown was speaking, a beam of light shot into the withered old man's hand. Ling Weiyun's clone raised an eyebrow and looked down, then looked on in surprise and uncertainty.

What landed in his hand was a token emitting a faint red light, and the sword engraved on one side seemed familiar to him!
"Damn it! How could this happen...?!" Hearing the outcome, which had turned from bad to good, Xu Peng's face darkened. "No wonder! I was wondering why Zhu Bupang and the other two's cultivation had improved so quickly. It turns out they received guidance from a master!"

The man in blue was an eighth-level advanced ghost spirit master. Considering that the fat and thin disciples usually called him "boss," Xu Peng suddenly felt that everything made sense.

But after thinking it through, a strong sense of crisis inexplicably rose in his heart, and the scene of Xue Wu being killed by the Ghost Stone kept flashing through his mind.

"Damn it! We're in trouble...?!" Xu Peng suddenly realized something and felt a chill run down his spine. The other party could have easily killed Xue Wu, so why would they go to such great lengths, sacrificing a Ghost Stone as a loss?

"Haha~, I knew I hadn't misjudged you!" The lean man's eyes were filled with excitement. He then clenched his fist and muttered to himself, "Judging by the time, I should be breaking through after this competition!"

Kuang Tu was still quite shocked to learn that Feng Ling was an eighth-level expert.

Kuang Tu once thought that with his peak seventh-level cultivation, he would be alert if an eighth-level expert approached him.

He hadn't realized until now that there was an "eighth-level" expert beside him, and he realized just how huge the difference was!

"The competition continues. Please postpone the matches of the two disciples, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou. The rest of you, please call your opponents to the stage!"

After experiencing a terrifying ordeal, everyone was not only vaguely uneasy, but even the competition that was originally considered "exciting" had become quite "boring".

Realizing that everyone had lost interest in watching, Elder Liu Yidao immediately revised the event schedule.

"It's better to end it sooner!" The Jade Purity Sect Master not only did not blame the kind-faced old man for taking the initiative, but also nodded approvingly at him.

"Sect Master, I am unwell and will take my leave now!"

"Take care, Elder Chen! Please accept this Lesser Rejuvenation Pill!"

With Liu Yidao personally presiding over the competition, Elder Chen immediately took his leave, as he was no longer of any use there, and besides, he urgently needed time to heal his injuries.

Before leaving, the Jade Purity Sect Master placed a pale golden pill, contained in a transparent porcelain bottle, into his hand.

"This...?! Thank you, Sect Master!" This action caused Elder Chen's expression to change three times in a row. Finally, under the envious gazes of the other elders, he nodded meaningfully at the man in the purple-gold crown before leaving.

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"Thank you, Elder Ling, for such a brilliant plan!" Feng Tian exclaimed in despair as the sounds of fighting resumed at the stone platform. Only by going to great lengths could one lure the wolf in. This explosion at the Ghost Stone was a deliberately staged "accident."

"Sect Master, you're too kind. It's my duty to combat evil forces!"

The person who created it was naturally a withered old man with white hair, who had been authorized by Feng Tianjue, a high-ranking official figure of the Yuqing Sect.

"Elder Ling, what a great ambition!" Having successfully probed the Grand Elder's approximate cultivation level at the cost of consuming a Ghost Stone, Yuqing Sect felt quite pleased, believing that the deal had been worthwhile!

As for killing Xue Wu, that was just a side benefit of collecting some interest; his life was far from worth that huge price!
Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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