Primordial Treasure Mirror

From this perspective...

Su Yang could see that the feud between Qingyang Sect and Tianhe Sect was now irreconcilable.

If it weren't for the Tai Xuan Mansion suppressing them, the two sects would probably have immediately broken out into a great war, possibly even a life-or-death battle.

of course.

This is just Su Yang's perspective, or rather, the thought of a lower-level cultivator in the Qingyang Sect.

As for what the upper echelons of the sect and the Golden Core cultivators thought, Su Yang had no idea.

After all, so far, there has been no news of any major conflict between the Qingyang Sect and the Tianhe Sect at the Golden Core level.

If the two Golden Core cultivators believe that the hatred of their subordinates is insignificant, the two sects will not fight.

The Golden Core cultivator is the true leader of the sect; other cultivators are merely branches attached to the Golden Core cultivator's tree and have no decision-making power whatsoever.

Su Yang looked at He Baiyang, who had an indignant expression, and suddenly asked:

"Senior Brother He, if you were now at the peak of Qi Refining, would you participate in this situation?"

He Baiyang was taken aback upon hearing this, and after a moment of silence, he smiled wryly:

"To participate, that's for Foundation Establishment Pills, who would be willing to give that up?"

"Isn't this what we Qi Refining cultivators strive for our whole lives? To put it bluntly, dying in a sect battle is better than being stuck at the Qi Refining Perfection stage for the rest of our lives."

"Although I am timid, I know how to weigh the pros and cons. If I don't seize the opportunity when it's right in front of me, I'm afraid I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

At this point, he shook his head:

"However, what you said is just a hypothetical scenario. I don't have that opportunity. It would be quite good if I could cultivate to the point of perfect Qi Refining in this lifetime."

Su Yang nodded slightly and said nothing more.

He Baiyang's words were exactly what he had expected.

The Foundation Establishment Pill is so attractive to Qi Refining cultivators that it would drive most of them to risk their lives.

Even Su Yang, who dislikes fighting, would not hesitate to participate if the only way to obtain Foundation Establishment Pills was through sect battles.

He simply doesn't need to take that risk right now.

Su Yang is still young, has plenty of time, and countless paths to take, so there's no need for him to take any risks.

The two talked for a while longer.

They then went about their own business.

Several days later.

The sect battle is about to begin.

The Qingyang Sect disciples who were going to participate in the battle were about to depart on flying boats.

The sect rivalry between Qingyang Sect and Tianhe Sect was not a direct confrontation.

Instead, the disciples of both sects will be thrown into a secluded, uninhabited realm, where they will fight for a period of time, and the winner will be determined based on their gains.

The last time the sects fought, it was in the secret realm of the Qingyang Sect. This time, it will naturally be in the secret realm of the Tianhe Sect.

However, no matter which sect's secret realm it is in, there is no home-field advantage.

After all, the person presiding over the sect duel was not from either of the two sects, but a Golden Core cultivator sent by the Tai Xuan Mansion.

The sect duel is a grand event, a battle for the honor of the sect, so many disciples from both the inner and outer sects went to see it off.

Su Yang hadn't originally planned to go.

But He Baiyang insisted on dragging him along to see it, and since he was free anyway, he didn't refuse.

Outside the mountain gate.

A gigantic flying boat blotted out the sky and hovered above the mountain gate.

When Su Yang and He Baiyang arrived, the area was already surrounded by thousands of people.

Both inner and outer disciples serve as servants or miscellaneous tasks.

They all looked down at the group of cultivators about to depart from below the flying boat.

At the very front stood dozens of disciples who had reached the Qi Refining stage.

Most of them had serious faces and resolute eyes, looking as if they would die trying if they didn't succeed.

A small group of them looked quite relaxed. They were all top-notch disciples who had reached the Qi Refining stage and were very confident that they would obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill in this sect competition.

Su Yang recognized two familiar faces among them: Min Yue and Li Yunxiu.

Neither of them looked relaxed, especially Li Yunxiu, whose expression was serious and whose brow was slightly furrowed, clearly indicating that she was not very confident.

Min Yue was better off; her expression remained as aloof as ever, making it difficult for others to discern her inner emotions from her face.

Both of them had some familiar disciples around them.

They occasionally exchanged a few words, presumably discussing the sect's magical duel.

Su Yang glanced at them a few times before turning his gaze to the others who had set off together.

Aside from the Qi Refining Perfection disciples who are required to participate in sect battles.

The team that Qingyang Sect sent this time was quite impressive.

Among them were more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators, and even two renowned Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators.

From the discussions among the surrounding disciples, Su Yang learned the general situation of the personnel who would be going into battle.

The main force of the troops sent out this time was naturally the ten inner disciples.

Each of them was exceptionally strong among Qi Refining Perfection cultivators, possessing at least two of the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit at perfection.

Not to mention that most of them possess powerful secret techniques, as well as top-grade magical artifacts or top-tier talismans.

Ordinary Qi Refining Perfection cultivators are like clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of them, utterly vulnerable.

Only disciples of the same level as those from the Tianhe Sect can deal with them.

Disciples of the same level as the ten inner disciples of the Tianhe Sect and the Qingyang Sect are called the Seven Beauties of Tianhe.

Although there are only seven of them, their overall strength is no weaker than that of the top ten inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect.

"The last time we fought in the secret realm, we became mortal enemies. This time, we're bound to fight until the world turns upside down. No one will be able to stop, and we don't know which side will ultimately prevail."

"But even if we win, we'll likely suffer heavy losses."

Su Yang thought to himself silently.

He Baiyang watched the people below the flying boat with a hint of envy in his eyes, but even more so with anticipation:

"I hope they can win. After all, sect battles are related to the allocation of many cultivation resources. If they can win, many cultivation resources in the sect will be much cheaper in the future."

As everyone watched them leave.

The people below boarded the flying boat one by one.

The figures of the numerous disciples entered the flying boat and could no longer be seen.

Su Yang stood in the crowd, watching the huge flying ship that blotted out the sun slowly rise. Once it reached the top of the clouds, it transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the Tianhe Gate before finally disappearing from sight.

After the flying boat departed.

The crowd around the mountain gate gradually dispersed.

Many acquaintances expressed their feelings with emotion or sighs.

Some even vowed to participate in the next sect competition.

Su Yang and He Baiyang did not linger here and went straight back to Xiangyun Peak.

The next few days.

Su Yang continued his cultivation and alchemy practice at his own pace.

It wasn't until half a month later.

The departing spaceship has returned.

The sky-covering flying ship slowly descended.

Even from Xiangyun Peak, Su Yang could vaguely see the outline of the flying boat.

The other disciples naturally saw it as well.

After seeing the flying boat.

Countless disciples rushed over eagerly, wanting to get the firsthand news.

A dense crowd thronged around the airship.

Su Yang was not in a hurry.

He knew He Baiyang would definitely go and find out what was going on.

Now all we need to do is wait for He Baiyang to return, and we'll know the outcome.

And it was just as he had predicted.

One hour later.

He Baiyang came to find him with the spiritual tea, and the first thing he said to him was:

"Junior brother, our Qingyang Sect has won this time!"