The Great Ruler wanted to lie down but was thrown into the Spirit Road.

Yun Mo and Wen Qingxuan had been walking towards the protected area for some time.

There are approximately three guardian sites, which divide the Spirit Path into four sections. Passing through these sections marks the end of the Spirit Path trial and signifies the qualification for spiritual energy infusion.

"If you pass the Spiritual Path Trial, which academy will you go to?" Wen Qingxuan asked calmly without turning around.

"Uh... I probably won't join the Five Great Academies, right?" Yun Mo said, voicing his own doubts. Judging from Qing Yilun's actions, he figured he wouldn't even bother coming here to pick him up.

He was determined to send himself out for the trial.

Wen Qingxuan frowned slightly. "You seem rather resistant to the Five Great Academies?"

"No, that's not true. The elders of the academy told me that some of the five academies have the backing of many top forces on the continent and control a huge amount of resources." Yun Mo shook his head. He was not against the idea of ​​the five academies.

"Oh? You know these things, so your background must not be so ordinary either?" Wen Qingxuan asked, her eyes flashing.

"Me? I'm just a lucky one. If my old man hadn't taken me in, I probably would have died inside the monster's belly long ago."

Yun Mo smiled, feeling a pang of emotion as she recalled how Qing Yilun had taken her back to the academy when she was just a baby.

Although he kept calling them "old man," he had already come to regard Qing Yilun and the others as his own family.

Wen Qingxuan turned her head, her eyes showing a more scrutinizing look. "I didn't know you were an orphan."

"...Orphans are quite normal, aren't there many orphans in this world? Speaking of which, it sounds like we're hearing fighting ahead. Should we just walk over there? Is that alright?" Yun Mo didn't pay attention to these things and focused his gaze on the group of people facing off not far away.

"Naturally, we should just walk over and make them hand over all the tokens they have." Wen Qingxuan withdrew her phoenix eyes, and a long spear appeared in her hand.

Yun Mo watched Wen Qingxuan walk away, touched his nose, and followed her.

"Gentlemen, you are no match for me. Give me your tokens, and I will spare your lives," Wu Ling said, twirling his jet-black battle staff.

At this moment, a hint of seriousness appeared on his handsome face. He sensed a faint aura approaching from not far away, and he needed to deal with these people as soon as possible.

"Hmph, Wu Ling, although you are strong, you're dreaming if you expect us to hand over all our tokens. Let's fight to the bitter end and see if you can emerge unscathed." Lu Dong clutched his left shoulder, which had been hit by a club, and pointed his long sword at Wu Ling, speaking with hatred.

The three of them had been lying in ambush here, trying to steal the tokens of those going to the protected area, but they hadn't expected to run into a tough opponent. After a fight, the three of them were exhausted.

Now, having failed to seize the token, they themselves have found themselves in danger.

Wu Ling narrowed his eyes, sneered, and swung his battle staff, creating a gust of wind. "Then I'll have no choice but to make you withdraw from the Spirit Path."

With a swift movement, he swept out his battle staff, which seemed to transform into an invincible force, emitting a chilling whistling sound in the air, showing no mercy.

The three men's expressions changed drastically. Looking at the martial spirit whose aura was as vast as mountains and seas, they could only swing their longswords with all their might to try to defend themselves, but there was a clear difference in strength between the two sides.

"when!"

The battle staff slammed into the three long swords with a loud bang, instantly suppressing the three men and plunging them into a precarious situation.

Another blow came down, without any fancy moves, but with just that force, the three men were forced to retreat, and in the end, they were sent flying.

"snort!"

Wu Ling's fighting spirit was palpable, his eyes flashing with a ferocity he had never shown before. With a single step, he seemed to break through all limits, displaying boundless power.

This filled the three with fear, causing them to retreat step by step; they knew they couldn't withstand this martial spirit.

"Wait, we'll give you the token!" Lu Dong gritted his teeth. Despite his resentment, he had no choice but to take out the token from his pocket and throw it out in order to save his life.

If you lose your token, you can steal someone else's, but if you lose your life, you really lose everything.

But just as the tokens were flying towards Wu Ling from the sky, a slender hand appeared and brazenly caught them all.

This scene stunned Wu Ling, who then became wary. He hadn't expected this person to arrive so quickly.

"Who are you! Give the token back!" Wu Ling shouted. He had been entangled with these three for a while, but the token was snatched away at the last moment. How could he not be angry?

Even though the aura she subtly exuded put immense pressure on him, and even though she was excessively beautiful, this was the Spirit Path. How could he improve his strength without a fight?

At this moment, Wen Qingxuan was dressed in a black robe that covered her graceful figure. A gentle breeze blew her black hair, giving her a different kind of temperament. But when she looked at Wu Ling with her phoenix eyes, that arrogant pride that looked down on everything once again spread from her.

"Come!"

Wen Qingxuan put away the token, her spear flashing with golden light, pointing at the Martial Spirit, and a powerful battle intent suddenly appeared, sweeping around.

Wu Ling's expression was solemn as he slowly spun his battle staff. Alarm bells rang in his mind, but he did not back down. He took a heavy step, raising dust, and charged fiercely towards Wen Qingxuan.

Wen Qingxuan raised her eyebrows slightly and raised her spear to meet the attack. The person in front of her was the only one besides Yun Mo who had piqued her interest in fighting.

boom!

The two collided with a deafening sound. Then, the spear and the battle staff continued to overlap, and the violent collision produced a series of explosions.

The two were filled with fighting spirit. Wen Qingxuan was light and graceful, her steps were like the wind. The spear in her hands was like a living thing. Sometimes she thrust straight, sometimes she swept horizontally. Every move was full of fierce momentum.

Wu Ling wielded his battle staff, the staff flashing with power and each strike was like a thunderbolt, the wind whistling as if it would tear the air apart.

"this……"

Lu Dong was horrified. The two people fighting in front of him had actually created an aftershock in the spiritual path, which was devoid of spiritual energy, by relying solely on their physical strength. This aftershock was spreading and was about to engulf them.

Their strength was insufficient, so they could only retreat again and again.

Someone swallowed hard, their eyes filled with fear. "What kind of monsters are these two! Can't they really use spiritual energy?"

"Big brother, should we hide first? Or should we just leave?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Dong gave a wry smile. He had finally witnessed the gap between them and the top figures.

"We've already thrown out our tokens. Even if they want to kill us, it's not worth it. Let's just watch from here. Maybe we can gain some experience along the way."

It seems that the focus should be on improving their strength first. Their current physical strength is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary mortals. Without spiritual energy, there is almost no difference between the two.

Lu Dong turned his gaze back to the two who were fighting fiercely, shook his head and sighed: "We've taken the wrong path, but fortunately it's still early and we can still correct it."

It's just that I don't know who will win between these two.

Wu Ling roared again, his battle staff already whipping around in a whirlwind, but he couldn't break through the girl's spear shadow in front of him.

What made it even harder for him to bear was that he was slightly weaker than the girl in terms of strength, which meant that the scales of victory were tipping in her favor.

However, just when he thought this was the limit for the two of them, Wen Qingxuan waved her hand, and her strength rose to another level, making the spear in her hand even more fierce.

"What! How is that possible!"

Everyone's faces were shocked, and Wu Ling gritted his teeth. He hadn't expected that this girl could improve. This physical strength had made him feel like a lone boat on the sea, at risk of capsizing at any moment.

Gradually, Wu Ling's arm began to tremble. Wen Qingxuan noticed this and intensified her attack, unleashing her full power and concentrating it on the tip of the golden spear.

Wu Ling was locked onto by the battle intent, and had no choice but to unleash his full power as well, meeting the attack head-on with his battle staff.

"break!"

As the sound appeared, the spear tip transformed into a golden dragon, striking the battle staff and shattering its force, then blasting Wu Ling away.

"puff!"

Blood spilled from Wu Ling's mouth; this attack had caused him great pain.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, a hand braced against his back, relieving his force.

He couldn't help but turn around to express his gratitude, only to find a soft sword already placed against his neck.

"Wu Ling? Hand over the token you're carrying." A chilling voice rang out, causing Wu Ling's face to stiffen.

Although he was no match for the girl, she would have no way to escape if he wanted to. However, to his surprise, someone was hiding in the shadows, just waiting for this situation to happen.

With a bitter laugh, Wu Ling realized that he had truly failed this time.

He casually tossed his battle staff to the ground, pulled out his token, and said, "How could two people like you join forces?"

Yun Mo shrugged and took his token in his hand. "We're just ordinary people who banded together for mutual support, specifically to deal with privileged people like you."

He never expected that while walking on the path of the protected land, he would encounter a king-level figure from the spiritual path.

Every king-level figure on the Spiritual Path deserves the title of Gu King. This martial spirit joined the Martial Spirit Academy after the Spiritual Path and made a name for himself in the Spiritual Academy Tournament. Although he lost to Xue Tianhe, he still achieved good results.

Wu Ling's face darkened, but the lack of killing intent emanating from Yun Mo relieved him somewhat.

"Are you going to protect this land? Let's go together. You owe us a life, and you have to repay it."

Yun Mo sheathed his soft sword, patted him on the shoulder, and thought he had a pretty good impression of the character; he was a competent fighter in the Spirit Road.

Linglu still has limitations in terms of power. Although he and Wen Qingxuan are quite strong, in the later stages, if they encounter a group of dozens of people who have improved their physical bodies and band together, they may eventually be unable to compete.

If you befriend some people with good character and great strength, wouldn't it be more interesting to raise your voice and beat anyone who dares to challenge you, seize any opportunity you want, and sweep across the entire spiritual path?