I picked up the scattered attributes

Feng Xia spoke calmly.

Li Sizhu was the real name of Guangling Sanren.

Nowadays, few people know this name, but as Guangling Sanren's disciple and confidant, Bu Shengyan and others should know it.

Bu Shengyan froze in place once again.

Xie Fan, An Xian, and the others who were barely alive behind them widened their eyes in an instant. It was as if the tribulation lightning that had killed the Hun Tian Fruit Tree had also struck them, shattering their last breath.

"The Heavenly Fruit Tree... is it dead?"

"Did the old man already know he was dead?"

"Doesn't that mean we..."

If what the Valley Master of Qianqiu said is true, then there was never any Hun Tian Fruit in the first place. All their scheming and desperate efforts to fight for it will ultimately come to nothing!

but……

"Why? Why would the old man do that?!"

"What good would it do him to do that!"

They simply refused to believe it.

—From beginning to end, they were just living in a wishful dream!

"Don't you yourselves know why you're doing this?"

On the first peak, Yao Wenhua stepped out and shouted sternly, "How did the old master treat you? And how did you repay him?"

How dare you ask such a question!?

His cultivation was naturally far inferior to these people, but his roar, which came from the depths of his soul, was like a thunderclap, making the faces of the group of people turn as pale as gold paper!

No one answered his question.

Xie Fan, barely holding on, groaned, "That old man is too cowardly. Guanglingxuan has come this far. If it didn't rely on a powerful sect, how could it continue to expand? But he, even on his deathbed, wanted Guanglingxuan to remain unscathed!"

Yao Wenhua continued to sneer: "Is this your reason for imprisoning so many beings of various races in the dungeon, and even for feasting on their flesh and blood?"

The group of people changed color again.

Only now did they remember that Yao Wenhua had also been imprisoned in that dungeon.

At that time, they did not think that Yao Wenhua would have a chance to escape, and they did not expect that Yao Wenhua had already seen everything in the secret dungeon!

"That dungeon..."

no doubt.

Once the secrets of the dungeon are exposed, let alone making any further progress, Guanglingxuan will likely become the enemy of the Southern Heaven in an instant, with heroes coming to attack it, and there will be no chance of escaping it!

"What do you know?"

An Xian coughed up a mouthful of blood, a hint of mockery on his face: "With the size and assets of Guanglingxuan, if we don't use such methods to tarnish our reputation and hand it over as leverage, how can those powerful forces accept us?"

Yao Wenhua's face turned ashen with anger: "Nonsense! Utter nonsense! It's utterly deceptive and misleading!"

An Xian didn't care and said indifferently, "That's why you're still just a manager, while we can become the actual power holders. That's the difference in vision and courage."

A simple sentence was enough to leave Yao Wenhua speechless with anger.

Just then, Feng Xia suddenly spoke calmly: "Are these your last words?"

"So what?"

Despite Feng Xia's words, An Xian remained calm and composed: "The Valley Master of Qianqiu is indeed a man of extraordinary cultivation, but I suppose you have no reason to interfere?"

"This is an internal dispute within Guanglingxuan, and at most it may involve two other sects. Your Valley's intervention is neither legitimate nor justified."

"If the Valley Master of Thousand Autumns wants to kill us, what reason can he give?"

Feng Xia smiled faintly: "I am stronger than you, is that reason enough?"

An Xian was instantly speechless with anger: "You..."

Admittedly, Feng Xia is stronger than them, and that reason alone is sufficient.

In fact, if the Misty Divine Sect and the Xuanhuang Holy Mansion were not stronger than Guanglingxuan, there would be no such mess now.

"Even so, the master of Qianqiu Valley has no legitimate reason for interfering in the internal affairs of Guangling Pavilion and acting arbitrarily by relying on his strength. The ten great sects will probably not sit idly by."

An Xian managed to squeeze out a sentence with great difficulty.

He sensed a vague unease. Now that all three sides were exhausted, if Feng Xia insisted on killing them, they would have almost no chance of resisting.

However, the biggest problem for Qianqiu Valley in the whole incident lies in its reputation!

Without a legitimate reason, it is easy to attract criticism from all sides.

"But this guy's attitude is unbelievably tough... Hmm, what's he looking at? There seems to be someone on that mountain peak!"

Following Feng Xia's gaze, they saw an old figure standing atop a towering mountain peak, walking towards them step by step.

The group of people were all greatly shocked: "It's the Divine Master Taigongsi!"

"I must kill someone in place of my old friend to clean house. Do you have any last words?"

Taigong Si's face was icy cold.

Feng Xia shook his head and stopped paying attention to that side, turning his gaze to the gate of Qianqiu Valley: "Next, we should prepare to welcome the eight young fellow Daoists."

"Hmm, there should be many other fellow Daoists who have come uninvited."

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Chapter 0870

"These eight people are all reincarnations of powerful beings. Their cultivation in their previous lives was probably above the Myriad Manifestations Realm. To intimidate them, these Great Dao effects alone are not enough."

"In addition, there will be many fellow Daoists who will come uninvited, wanting to follow these eight people and secretly observe the true nature of Qianqiu Valley."

Qianqiu Valley was ultimately a "Cheng Yaojin" who appeared out of nowhere.

If it were just an ordinary event, it wouldn't be so bad. But Feng Xia and Youhun Shuimu have both managed to intimidate the powerful figures, and the eight prodigies have all chosen Qianqiu Valley at the same time. This is bound to attract countless eyes of attention!

When the Eight Prodigies arrive, these people will also come along.

"These eight kids must be quite resentful; they're probably what you'd call troublemakers. Once they arrive, we'll have to give them a good surprise..."

Feng Xia stroked his chin, gazing at the empty mountain gate, and fell into deep thought.

After an unknown amount of time, an old figure approached, his aura weakened and his expression extremely listless: "Valley Master, I accidentally let one of them escape."

Feng Xia was slightly taken aback: "One got away?"

He turned his head back to look at the mountain gate, only to see that Xie Fan, An Xian, and the others were now completely dead, their heads separated from their bodies, their souls scattered.

but……

But Bu Shengyan's figure vanished!

"Did Bu Shengyan run away?" Feng Xia raised his eyebrows.

"Exactly."

After completing this massacre, Taigong Si looked much older. He nodded bitterly: "She was the youngest disciple of the Li family. She has always had a big secret, but he always thought that there was no need to care. After all, everyone has their own secrets."

At this point, he shook his head helplessly again: "There's something wrong with her eye; it seems to contain a terrifying power. For a moment, I even suspected..."

"What do you suspect?"

"A terrifyingly powerful being lurks in that suspicious eye of hers!"

Is there a powerful being hidden in his eyes?

Feng Xia's heart skipped a beat for no reason. She thought to herself, "This statement is a bit strange. There's a powerful figure hidden in her eyes... Wait, they say the eyes are the windows to the soul. Could it be that Bu Shengyan is also...?"

Reincarnated!

Although this speculation is unreliable and lacks any supporting evidence, Feng Xia had just met eight reincarnated individuals, so he wouldn't be too surprised if he encountered one more now.

Ha, isn't it just a reincarnated person?

I've seen almost a dozen of them already. If you're so capable, why don't you put together two football teams?

"Let them go. At this point, they can't really cause any more trouble."

After a moment's hesitation, Feng Xia shook his head slightly: "Fellow Daoist Taigong, I need your assistance to renovate this mountain gate once again."

Taigong bowed and agreed.

Another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, news of alliance recruitment occasionally came, with some geniuses emerging or dark horses appearing out of nowhere, shocking many examiners and attracting fierce competition from major sects.

Gradually, people also noticed that the Eight Prodigies, who were riding high before the recruitment, seemed to have no news at all!

This seems quite strange.

"How strange! If a few of the Eight Prodigies had chosen to keep a low profile and not attract too much attention, that would be understandable. But all eight of them have disappeared without a trace..."

"Could it be that something unexpected happened during this recruitment process?"

Before anyone knew it, all sorts of comments started circulating, and they became increasingly outrageous.