Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

In the following days, Lin Dong never saw the girl in white again, and even when he tried to find her, he returned empty-handed.

It was as if Miss Mu was deliberately avoiding him.

With his whereabouts elusive, Lin Dong's mind gradually calmed down. He focused on fighting various demonic beasts every day, acquiring their essence and blood while honing his combat awareness.

With Lin Dong's current physical strength, he can easily crush ordinary Yuan Dan realm demonic beasts. Only some demonic beasts with powerful racial talents and notorious reputations even at the Great Perfection level can pose a threat to Lin Dong.

The formidable opponents made it difficult for Lin Dong to hold back his strength, and the final battles often had to be fought to the death. Such perilous trials were worlds apart from his other "gentle and peaceful" travels, and the training of his combat skills and willpower was incomparable.

Perhaps due to bad luck, sometimes Lin Dong encountered monsters so powerful that they terrified him, forcing him to temporarily avoid their attacks.

Fortunately, thanks to Xiao Diao's tricks, they always escaped unscathed.

As he cultivated, time slowly passed. Lin Dong, who fought life-and-death battles with ferocious beasts every day, began to exude an astonishing murderous aura and a wild, untamed aura. His appearance gradually showed signs of developing in a rough and unrefined direction.

When Lin Dong was just one step away from collecting the thirty-six kinds of essence blood needed for the baptism, Mu Zi finally took the initiative to appear. Dressed in white, she was as aloof and elegant as ever, as if she had never shown any shyness.

The fairy's gaze swept over Lin Dong's masculine figure, and before he could speak, her cool tone went straight to the point.

"I'm going out for a while. Deep within the Tianyan Mountains, I'll find the things you need for your baptism."

Mu Zi stood in mid-air, her gaze seemingly piercing through vast distances, looking towards the core area of ​​the thousand-mile-long mountain range. There, a powerful figure could be faintly seen, its might overwhelming all directions, like a tyrant.

Hearing Mu Zi's calm tone, Lin Dong's gaze sharpened slightly as he looked into her eyes and said, "Don't worry too much about me. If it will put you in danger, then forget it."

"Danger?"

Mu Zi's tone seemed somewhat surprised. When did she become a frail woman in Lin Dong's eyes? What right did a mere Tianyan Mountain Range have to make her feel threatened?

Even so, facing Lin Dong's concerned gaze, Mu Zi gently brushed a strand of hair that had fallen from her cheek behind her back, giving him a calm and composed look.

"I will be careful."

After speaking, Mu Zi withdrew her gaze, her jade-like feet in white shoes lightly touched the air, and her figure quickly transformed into a graceful shadow in front of Lin Dong, disappearing from his sight in the blink of an eye.

Lin Dong stood there, gazing in the direction the girl had left, a hint of worry rising in his heart. In the past, he wouldn't have needed to worry about Miss Mu's strength, but after the incident a few days ago, Lin Dong couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by concern.

"I hope nothing bad will happen."

Thinking too much was pointless, so Lin Dong suppressed his thoughts. All he could do now was to become stronger as soon as possible to meet Mu Zi's expectations.

"Little Mink, where was that aura you sensed just now?"

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Not long after Mu Zi left, a group of energetic young figures stepped into the outer perimeter of the Tianyan Mountain Range.

Although those people were not old, each of them possessed a powerful aura, far surpassing the younger generation in Yan City. Even compared to the renowned older generation of experts, they were no weaker than them.

What is striking is that, without exception, all those figures were dressed in an extremely rugged style, with large areas of bronze-colored muscles exposed, and each one of them was a burly, imposing man.

Even the one or two young women among them possessed a formidable aura and sculpted, perfectly proportioned figures, rivaling even the men in their group.

Such a unified and powerful style suggests that most of these people are from the same school and have considerable expertise in body cultivation.

"Senior Brother Manshan, is there really any treasure in this desolate wilderness that could interest the Sect Master?"

A pretty woman in yellow looked around the primeval forest with some curiosity. The environment here was far inferior to the cultivation secret realm of the Barbarian King Sect. The sect leader's strength was among the best in the entire Great Yan Dynasty. It was unclear what was so special about the things that could interest him.

Leading the group was an exceptionally muscular man with bare arms, his muscles crisscrossing like angry dragons. His body was covered in scars, and strangely, these scars seemed to vaguely resemble the shapes of beasts, giving him a somewhat creepy appearance.

Hearing the woman in yellow's question, the burly man at the head of the group did not stop walking and replied without turning his head:

"Junior Sister, you didn't see the strange phenomenon that day when you were cultivating in the secret realm. Purple energy filled the sky throughout the entire Tiandu County and the surrounding tens of thousands of miles. According to Master, if it is indeed a phenomenon caused by the birth of a treasure, it may not be weaker than the one a hundred years ago. At that time, even Nirvana Realm experts may have to participate."

A burly man named Manshan's loud voice echoed through the mountains and forests, startling some birds and beasts.

"Although our Barbarian King Sect is one of the three major sects, our master's strength is still a little inferior to those old monsters from the four major clans and the royal family. If a true Nirvana Realm expert were to make a move, all the treasures would fall into their hands!"

Seeing how dire the situation was described by Man Shan, the woman in yellow also showed a hint of urgency.

"Then what are we waiting for, senior brother? Why don't we split up and perhaps we can find out some information?"

Upon hearing this, not only the woman in yellow, but also the other young disciples of the Barbarian King Sect became somewhat restless, rubbing their hands together as if they wanted to make a big splash.

To everyone's surprise, the team leader, Man Shan, didn't seem to feel any urgency, and spoke in a calm and unhurried tone:

"What's the panic? We're not even sure if there's any treasure. Besides, the sect only sent us juniors out to scout things out. It's probably just an excuse for training, just like the last few times, so that the old guys in the sect won't get impatient with us."

"That's true."

The woman in yellow and the others seemed to lack their own opinions, and did whatever Senior Brother Manshan said. After all, he was the number one genius of the Manwang Sect and the sect leader's personal disciple, so if anything happened, Senior Brother would take the blame.

Seeing this, Man Shan shook his head inwardly. These guys spend all day training their bodies in the sect, and they've probably turned their muscles into brains. It seems that this trip out for training is very necessary. It's always good to come into contact with more people and things in the outside world. Maybe this trip can even bring back a few good seedlings for body training for the sect.