Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Xie Weixing raised his hand and gently brushed his bangs aside with the back of his index finger. His eyes were nonchalant, and his tone was light and airy, yet every word was provocative: "A bunch of idiots, stop trying to scam me, okay? These days, any Tom, Dick, or Harry can call themselves a genius."

He curled his lips into a smile and said, enunciating each word clearly, "In my opinion, they're all useless."

Song Lingyue's face turned deathly pale with anger. Her fingers clenched tightly, her spiritual energy surging, and her fury almost overflowed: "Say that again!"

The others were enraged by these words and immediately began to channel their spiritual energy.

Xie Weixing tilted his head slightly, a hint of a smile in his eyes, showing no fear whatsoever, and slowly said, "I say, you bunch of mediocre people are not worthy to compete with me."

He raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the group behind Song Lingyue. A faint, provocative smile curved his lips, and his voice, sharp as a knife, pierced the heart: "It's not just you. This group of sycophants who follow you around, bullying others, are nothing but worthless scoundrels clinging to empty fame."

Upon hearing this, the crowd behind Song Lingyue erupted in uproar, their faces turning red and then pale, their pent-up anger finally ignited.

They are all the chosen ones of major sects, how can they be insulted like this?

Ren Wenxue rebuked without hesitation: "Insolence! Xie Weixing, you are arrogant!"

The crowd all echoed this sentiment.

"That's right, a mere Golden Core cultivator dares to humiliate us in public!"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

Dozens of sharp spiritual energies instantly locked onto Xie Weixing, their sharpness pressing down on him.

Wei Qiqing's face darkened: "Is this how the Fenghua Sect teaches its disciples? They have absolutely no manners."

"Is that so?" Xie Weixing casually raised his chin, yawned, "You old dog, what kind of dog is the Tianxuan Sect, daring to lecture me."

Seeing his sect humiliated, Nie Shiyun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and coldly shouted, "You're courting death! Today I'll teach you a lesson!"

Before she finished speaking, flames appeared in her palm, and a burst of Southern River Fire shot straight at Xie Weixing's face.

Xie Weixing snapped his fingers: "Bodhi Ice Sprout".

He deliberately advanced instead of retreating, throwing out an ice shard that exploded instantly upon contact with the flames, demonstrating his effortless skill.

"Cold snow and a cold moon".

Xie Weixing didn't give anyone a chance to react. He condensed a wisp of fine ice light in his hand, not attacking anyone, but precisely grazing the surrounding tree branches.

A loud rustling sound filled the air, and countless leaves flew everywhere, instantly obscuring the entire view and completely cutting off sight.

"What's going on!" Ren Wenxue raised her hand to cover her eyes, using water-based spiritual power to block out all the fallen leaves.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone's view was obstructed, Xie Weixing suddenly changed direction, seemingly not wanting to engage in prolonged fighting, and quickly headed south towards the Night Water Abyss.

Song Lingyue, sword in hand, shouted, "He's trying to run! Chase him! We can't let him escape!"

Everyone was furious and anxious, completely enraged by this mockery. They no longer cared about their surroundings and turned around to chase after Xie Weixing's retreating figure with boundless anger.

Without hesitation, Nie Shiyun flicked a communication talisman: "Xie Weixing, appear in the Abyss of Night Water, come quickly."

On the only way to the Sword Tomb, a kilometer away, the members of the Dao Asking Sect were also getting impatient. They had been waiting here in the sun for a whole morning, how could they not be anxious?

The voice transmission talisman suddenly lit up before his eyes, and before it burned out completely, it uttered Nie Shiyun's words.

"Xie Weixing has appeared in the Abyss of Night Water. Come quickly."

Wen Fu's eyes lit up: "They couldn't hide anymore, they really did go to the Abyss of Night Water."

Huo Jiangmei stood up without hesitation: "Let's go!"

*

The group chased Xie Weixing into the Abyss of Night Water, but they could not find him.

"Be careful!" Wei Qiqing frowned. "He's probably lying in ambush somewhere."

The group drew closer, squinting as they carefully surveyed their surroundings.

The Dao Asking Sect members activated their spiritual power and rushed over at top speed, their expressions serious yet tense.

Su Boyu had the lowest spiritual power, and it was Yan Chenxiao who brought her here.

The two groups met and were both taken aback.

"What are you doing?" Yan Chenxiao spoke first, frowning as he asked, "Weren't they supposed to be in the Abyss of Night Water? Where are they?"

Song Lingyue replied, "He ran inside, but we chased after him and couldn't find him. He's probably hiding."

Jiang Yinhuan took out her flute without hesitation: "Forget Worries, Shatter Dreams."

The slender jade flute danced in her hands, producing melodies that rippled outwards.

After a moment, she frowned and shook her head at everyone: "He's not here."

Nie Shiyun suddenly looked up, realizing what had happened, and gritted her teeth: "Damn it! We've been tricked!"

She immediately turned around, her robes fluttering, and used her spiritual power to propel herself forward at full speed towards the Sword Tomb, the wind whistling in her ears: "They're going to the Sword Tomb! We need to go back quickly!"

The group quickly arrived at the Sword Tomb, as if they had traveled a thousand miles, and everyone was panting heavily.

The Sword Tomb was completely quiet, with only the soft rustling of leaves.

Where is there a person?

Nie Shiyun looked around and saw ancient swords lying silent everywhere, with only a few wisps of sword energy flowing slowly. There was no sign of any external spiritual light, nor any trace of Xie Weixing and his group.

She gripped the sword hilt tightly, her heart filled with anxiety and anger, her fingertips turning white: "Their aura has faded... They've slipped away again, where are they hiding?!"

Ren Wenxue's forehead was covered in sweat, her teeth clenched, and a fierce glint flashed in her eyes. She surveyed the surrounding dense forest and scattered sword-shaped rocks, and ordered sharply, "Spread out and search! Thoroughly examine every sword cave and hidden channel. They must be hiding somewhere nearby; they haven't gone far at all!"

The crowd immediately scattered, their footsteps echoing haphazardly on the bluestone ground, as they repeatedly scanned the gaps in the broken sword with their spiritual energy.

Su Boyu's face was pale. His cultivation level was already low, and after running back and forth at an extremely fast speed, he had already lost one-third of his spiritual power.

It was the same woman in white who had remained silent until she finally spoke, stopping this foolish behavior.

"He's only at the Golden Core stage," Yue Jiao said calmly, raising her eyes. "How could he possibly escape unscathed after we joined forces to capture him?"

Wei Qiqing also sensed something was amiss: "What do you mean?"

Yuejiao snorted coldly and turned her head to say, "Have you forgotten that within the Fenghua Sect, there is a Crown Prince with dual spiritual roots of lightning and space?"

Wei Qiqing frowned: "You mean to say..."

Suddenly, a small, emerald-green snake coiled around his dark sword, lurking behind him. It then suddenly opened its mouth and bit down hard on his buttocks.

Wei Qiqing, being a Nascent Soul cultivator, couldn't possibly be without some precautions. He unleashed a spell at lightning speed: "Wind Swallow!"

The small, emerald-green snake was suddenly blasted apart, and a girl who looked extremely familiar to everyone appeared before them.

It was Shen Chunri.

She wore a light blue gauze dress, the hem of which was embroidered with intertwined vines and delicate snake patterns. Her long hair was loosely tied up with a light green hair tie, with a few strands of hair hanging down her temples. Her earrings were small jade snake-shaped pendants.

The girl put her hands behind her back and smiled brightly under the shocked gazes of the crowd: "A bunch of little pigs, guess where we're going?"