I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

At the summit of the Broken Cloud Mountains, a fierce wind howled.

The terrain here is extremely high, and clouds and mist are often at your feet.

At this moment, more than ten people have gathered on a flat, giant rock platform at the top of the mountain.

The leader was naturally Liu Yuan.

Standing next to him was a burly man with a rugged face.

With a deep and concentrated aura, and a faint flow of thunder and fire, he was none other than his junior brother, today's protagonist—Qin Sheng.

A body cultivator who has cultivated diligently for hundreds of years and finally touched the threshold of the third level of tribulation.

Besides them and their fellow disciples, there were seven or eight other powerful cultivators sitting or standing around them, all of whom were at the late or peak stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Furthermore, there were two others whose auras were as deep and boundless as the ocean; these were two Tribulation Transcending stage helpers that Liu Yuan had secretly contacted.

A gaunt old Taoist priest at the second level of the Tribulation Transcending stage, and a beautiful woman at the first level of the Tribulation Transcending stage.

This lineup, if placed anywhere in Zhongzhou, would be enough to terrify a major power and even cause regional turmoil.

Liu Yuan was able to bring these people together, partly due to the connections he had cultivated over the years and the price he had paid.

On the other hand, an even more important reason is that Dao Yi has too many enemies in the lower realm, and his actions of hunting down those who climb the ladder have already incurred the wrath of the masses.

In the past, he was elusive, powerful, and skilled at divination and avoiding trouble, so no one dared to provoke him easily, nor could they find a suitable opportunity.

Now, with a "master from the upper realm" taking the lead, and others willing to act as bait, a generous share of the spoils has been promised.

These old monsters, who usually live in seclusion, are the ones who are willing to risk gathering here.

Liu Yuan took a deep breath, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, the time is approaching, so I won't say anything more. I'll just remind you that Dao is cunning and ruthless. Don't underestimate him just because we have the advantage in numbers. Proceed according to plan."

Before the words were even finished, a crack silently appeared in the space in front of them.

Two figures, one in black and one in white, stepped out leisurely.

It was Ning Qian and Fang Xuan.

Even the fierce winds on the mountaintop seemed to pause.

All eyes immediately focused on her, especially on Ning Qian.

Her aura was ethereal, as if she were one with the surrounding space, yet she also exuded a chilling sharpness.

The handsome young man beside her, holding a dark longsword and with a calm expression, was excessively young, but his cultivation at the Nascent Soul stage was undeniable.

What's even more unsettling is his calm, unwavering eyes, as if these people who could shake the Central Plains were no different from the roadside grass and stones.

Liu Yuan quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Senior, you've arrived."

Seeing this, the others' impatience from waiting subsided considerably.

To command such respect from that old fox Liu Yuan, and to open and close the space as casually as a portal... this woman's strength is unfathomable!

The young man, who could stand shoulder to shoulder with this woman with such composure, was probably no ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

Most likely, he is from a reclusive ancient sect, or even a young master from the upper realm!

Ning Qian's gaze swept lightly over everyone present, lingering briefly on the two cultivators undergoing tribulation before moving away.

She said nothing, but casually raised her left hand, pointed her fingers like a sword, and lightly slashed at the empty space in front of her.

At the same time, her usually aloof eyes turned a dark red.

Just by being swept by that gaze, the Nascent Soul cultivators present felt a stinging pain in their souls, and the two Tribulation Transcending old monsters also felt a jolt in their hearts and subconsciously avoided the gaze.

Absolute control, and a chilling killing intent that disregards everything.

"Make your own decision," Ning Qian finally spoke, her voice cold and indifferent.

"At that time, I will personally suppress and kill Dao Yi."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stopped looking at everyone's reactions and stepped into the spatial rift.

Fang Xuan, holding his sword, calmly stepped into the crevice.

The crack immediately closed, as if it had never existed.

.......

After several breaths, the withered old Taoist priest, who was at the second level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, slowly exhaled and whispered, "Wandering Immortal... It is definitely a Wandering Immortal technique, and it is by no means an ordinary Wandering Immortal technique."

The beautiful woman was still shaken, the color draining from her face: "Dean Liu, you've certainly found a formidable backer this time, but this senior's temper..."

Liu Yuan could only laugh awkwardly and say, "Senior's actions are unfathomable. We only need to follow the plan and do our duty as bait."

He was actually quite apprehensive, but now there was no turning back.

He could only pray that this "senior" could truly, as she had said, suppress Dao Yi...

........

At the foot of the mountain, deep in the dense forest.

The space rippled slightly, and Ning Qian and Fang Xuan's figures appeared.

Ning Qian then took out a small jade pot and two cups, poured a cup of fragrant and refreshing spirit wine, and handed one to Fang Xuan.

He held another cup, sat on an ancient tree, and gazed leisurely toward the misty mountain peak.

Fang Xuan took the wine glass, took a sip, and found it to be quite good.

He imitated Ning Qian, relaxing his body and sitting down next to her.

"Senior sister, we won't be discovered here, will we?"

"No." Ning Qian took a sip of wine.

She paused, then added, "We'll go after Dao Yi beats them all to death."

"Pfft—cough cough!" Fang Xuan almost choked on his drink.

For some reason, when he heard his senior sister say something like "wait for them to be beaten to death" in such a cold and indifferent tone, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

My apologies, my apologies...

.......

On the mountaintop, the atmosphere gradually became heavy as time passed.

Qin Sheng had adjusted to his best state, with faint lightning and booming blood energy emanating from his body.

He looked up at the sky.

Today, with the protection of a mysterious immortal senior and the support of many fellow cultivators, Qin Sheng is determined to climb the Heavenly Ladder!

"The time has come," Liu Yuan said in a deep voice.

Qin Sheng roared and stopped suppressing his cultivation. His aura as a third-level Tribulation Transcending cultivator erupted and soared into the sky.

In an instant, the weather changed dramatically.

The once clear sky was quickly covered by rolling dark clouds, and silver lightning bolts darted wildly within the clouds, causing the entire Broken Cloud Mountain Range to tremble slightly.

The mighty power of Heaven enveloped the entire land.

"It's starting." At the foot of the mountain, Ning Qian put down her wine glass and looked up at the mountain peak.

Fang Xuan also suppressed his smile and stared intently.

This was the first time he had ever witnessed the ladder to heaven, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

Qin Sheng stood in mid-air, facing the sky full of thunderclouds, showing no fear whatsoever. Instead, he let out a long roar that shook the heavens:

"Today, I, Qin Sheng, will surely tread upon the heavens! Hahaha!"

Before the laughter subsided, the first bolt of silver lightning tore through the clouds and crashed down with destructive force.

"BOOM!!!"

Qin Sheng was struck and fell directly from mid-air, crashing heavily onto a boulder on the mountaintop, raising clouds of dust.

As the smoke and dust cleared, he got up, covered in soot, shook his somewhat dazed head, and spat out a puff of black smoke.

The other spectators on the mountaintop were also completely focused on the ceremony.

The gaunt old Taoist stroked his beard, his eyes scanning the surrounding void with a sinister look, and whispered, "Everyone be alert. Dao Yi, that old dog, is best at stealthy attacks. Don't let him find an opening."

The beautiful woman giggled and said, "Don't worry, Daoist Master. With so many of us here today, and that senior secretly backing us up, we'll make sure that old dog doesn't come back alive."

"Hmph, now that old dog Dao Yi is dead, his Heavenly Mystery Pavilion's treasures, and all the riches he plundered, will have to be divided up properly."

"That makes sense," another sect elder at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage chimed in, a glint of greed in his eyes.

"Distribute according to the amount of effort put in, and no one should try to take more than their share! My sect is currently lacking a few rare spiritual materials for refining weapons, and I'm sure the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion's treasury has enough."

"I only want the Heavenly Mystery Disc, the ancient treasure passed down from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion!" someone immediately made the request.

"Nonsense! The Heavenly Mystery Compass is a supreme treasure for divination; how could you possibly covet it? I think distributing it according to cultivation level is the fairest approach. I'm at the second level of Tribulation Transcending, so I naturally contributed the most and should receive a larger share!"

"So what if you have high cultivation? Without us restraining you, could you possibly deal with Dao Yi all by yourself?"

The argument gradually rose, and although the voices were kept low, it still sounded somewhat noisy against the backdrop of increasingly intense thunder.

Only Liu Yuan stood at the edge of the crowd, his eyes fixed on Qin Sheng, who was enduring the third bolt of heavenly lightning and whose body was charred black.

He frowned and remained silent.

Listening to the increasingly absurd arguments behind me, I felt a chill in my heart, and even wanted to laugh a little.

A bunch of idiots...

Do you really think that wandering immortals are so easy to kill? Do you really think that Senior Ning came to do charity and help them distribute treasures?

They had no idea that, in the eyes of true immortals, they might not even be considered pawns.

Are we arguing about dividing the spoils now? We'll see when Dao Yizhen appears and reveals the true power of the wandering immortals.

They knew what despair was.

They won't even know how they died...