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The gong on the arena rang out loudly, and the inner sect's gauntlet battle officially began.

The first to step onto the stage was the senior disciple of the Qingyun Sect's inner sect. He was dressed in a green robe, his spiritual energy surging, and a whistling wind rose around him.

He immediately unleashed the sect's ultimate technique, the Azure Cloud Slash, its sharp blade aimed straight at Luo Niannian's face.

It was clear that he intended to force her into a hasty defense and waste her spiritual energy through a strong attack from the very beginning.

The stands fell silent instantly, with countless eyes fixed on the ring.

Several elders of the Tianyuan Sect stroked their beards and talked in hushed tones, their eyes full of calculation.

They were just waiting for Luo Niannian to exhaust her spiritual energy after a series of battles. At that time, whether she lost in the arena or was surrounded after the match, they would have the initiative firmly in their hands.

Xiao Niannian landed steadily in the center of the arena. Facing the sharp blade light rushing towards her, she showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, she deftly turned to the side, a wisp of chaotic golden light flowing freely from her fingertips.

"The moves are too rigid."

As the clear, childlike voice fell, golden light suddenly burst forth. The seemingly light palm strike actually struck precisely at the weak point of the opponent's blade.

With a crisp crack, the blade of light, which had gathered seventy to eighty percent of its spiritual power, shattered on the spot.

The senior disciple of Qingyun Sect was shaken to his core. His arms went numb and his spiritual energy reversed. He staggered back several steps and almost fell off the arena.

Before he could regain his footing, Xiao Nian Nian was already close by.

With a swift chop to the shoulder, he instantly sealed off most of the channel through which spiritual energy could circulate.

"You're too kind."

With just three simple words, the senior disciple of Qingyun Sect turned pale, had no choice but to concede defeat, and walked off the stage dejectedly.

The second challenger followed closely behind, leaping onto the stage. He was a poison cultivator who excelled at prolonged and exhausting combat.

Surrounded by a faint gray mist of poison, he didn't rush into a strong attack, but instead tried to constantly dodge and maneuver, gradually wearing down Luo Niannian's patience and spiritual energy reserves.

But Nian Nian saw through his little scheme after only three moves.

The chaotic golden light has the miraculous effect of purifying all things, and when it surrounds the body, it directly isolates it from all poisonous fog.

Xiao Niannian flipped her wrist, revealing the rudiments of the Starry Sky Sword Technique. Starlight intertwined to form a fine sword net, tightening the encirclement layer by layer.

Within a dozen or so breaths, the poison cultivator was forced to the brink of defeat and had no choice but to admit defeat in a sorry state.

One, two, three...

More than a dozen elite inner disciples from various sects took turns taking to the stage, some launching strong attacks, some engaging in close combat, and some employing underhanded tactics to launch sneak attacks.

They tried every means to wear down Xiao Niannian, but in the end, without exception, they all failed after only a few dozen rounds.

Xiao Niannian maintained a steady breathing throughout, with very little sweat on her forehead.

He appeared to be handling everything with ease, but in reality, while fighting, he was also subtly observing the expressions of the various sects on the high platform.

She had already silently memorized those sect leaders and elders who frequently exchanged glances and secret glances.

Unsurprisingly, these people are the main force planning to ambush and seize the secret realm map after the match.

In a corner of the stands, Xiao Jin, arms crossed, clicked his tongue and chatted idly with the two people beside him while munching on a spiritual fruit he carried with him.

"These guys are really calculating; it's obvious they're going to use this as a group to wear each other down."

Unfortunately, they chose the wrong opponent. The primordial chaos energy we so desperately rely on for sustaining our power is something these ordinary sect disciples can't even imagine.

Qianqian's fox ears twitched slightly as she continued to probe the streets and alleys surrounding the arena, her tone calm:

"Several hidden auras have been detected, distributed around the various entrances and exits of the arena."

They're all people sent by established sects, just waiting to follow us after the competition ends.

Xiao Xiao nodded slightly, toying with a spare concealment talisman between her fingertips:

"I have prepared an escape formation and hallucinogenic smoke bombs. If the other side rashly surrounds us, it will be enough to buy us time to escape."

However, a prolonged battle is not advisable; we must strictly adhere to the original plan and wait until the Holy Son's competition concludes before setting off.

On the arena, yet another top inner disciple suffered a crushing defeat.

The referee loudly announced Luo Niannian's nineteenth consecutive victory, causing an uproar throughout the arena.

At the center of the high platform, the Tianyuan Sect Master's expression grew increasingly gloomy as he secretly transmitted his voice to his trusted elder beside him:

"It seems that ordinary inner disciples are no match for this little girl. Tomorrow, during the Holy Son duel, we will arrange for the sect's Holy Son to personally take action."

We must cripple her at all costs. Even if we can't capture her on the spot, we must severely damage her foundation and cut off her ability to infiltrate the secret realm.

The trusted elder bowed and accepted the order, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

As the sun slowly dipped westward, today's intense battle at the inner gate finally came to an end.

Luo Niannian unsurprisingly secured first place on the inner sect points leaderboard, earning her a spot in the upcoming personal disciple holy son arena battle.

The group walked out of the arena with the flow of people, followed by seemingly casual passersby, vendors, and coachmen.

In reality, most of them were spies sent by various sects, following them from afar like a persistent infection, and every move they made was reported back.

Upon returning to the residence, Qianqian immediately reinforced the outer perimeter security array to keep out any spying attempts that might be following her.

The group gathered around the stone table again, spreading out a complete map of the ancient secret realm.

"The real highlight is tomorrow's Holy Son Arena."

Xiao Niannian pointed her finger at the hidden canyon at the entrance to the secret realm on the map, her eyes full of schemes.

"With the holy sons of all the major sects gathering on the arena, everyone's attention will be focused on the arena."

Their main force will mostly stay in the stands to watch the battle; the people lying in ambush on the perimeter will only be a bunch of weaklings.

Kiki held her round little paws, her Qilin bloodline stirring slightly:

"So, shall we sneak away after our match tomorrow?"

"No rush."

Niannian shook her head, a sly smile playing on her lips.

"After the Holy Son Competition concludes the day after tomorrow, the sect leaders and elders of the various sects will be busy reviewing the arena and discussing the layout of the secret realm."

Everyone thought we would rest for one night before setting off, but we deliberately set off in the dead of night, bypassing all the ambushes and checkpoints, and sneaking into the secret realm through the desolate passages.

Xiao Jin's eyes lit up:

"Brilliant! We've caught them off guard!"

By the time those old foxes realized what was happening, we'd already been inside the secret realm, looting for treasure!

With a little care, he marked several high-risk ambush areas on the map:

"There are many natural treacherous spots along the way in the wilderness, which are suitable for shaking off pursuers. Even if someone manages to catch up, we can deal with them calmly by taking advantage of the terrain."

As night deepened, undercurrents surged through the streets and alleys of Hecheng.

Countless sects mobilized overnight to block the main roads out of the city and set up ambushes along the way.

Everyone was sharpening their knives, waiting to ambush the few little guys who possessed the complete map of the secret realm.

No one expected that the group, seemingly surrounded and facing numerous dangers, would turn out to be...

They had already planned a perfect escape route, waiting for a grand Holy Son Arena to serve as cover as they headed to an ancient secret realm filled with treasures.