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Inside the cave...

After returning to his room, Ye Chen couldn't wait to examine his spoils...

He opened Meng Fan's storage bag and dumped everything inside...

"Splash!"

A pile of spirit stones and pills appeared out of thin air, along with a sword and several ordinary magical artifacts...

Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and a smile flashed across his face...

"This trip was worthwhile..."

"That beast really did nothing good. With so many spirit stones and pills, he must have robbed quite a few people..."

As fellow outer disciples, we all have the same cultivation resources.

Jiang Qingyao and her group couldn't even gather fifty pills, yet Meng Fan had so many spirit stones and pills; clearly, he had also plundered the cultivation resources of other disciples...

"Now...it all belongs to me!"

Ye Chen chuckled as he put the spirit stones and magical artifacts in front of him into his storage bag, his gaze then falling on the bottles and jars of pills...

He examined each bottle one by one, categorizing the pills...

Suddenly, a pungent, fishy smell wafted over...

"This is..."

Ye Chen looked down at the crimson pill in his hand, a strange light flashing in his eyes...

"Bloodlust Pill!"

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"This beast even had one on him..."

He had seen Meng Fan take this pill before, and he also learned about the effects of the Bloodthirsty Pill from Jiang Qingyao...

If Meng Fan disregards the backlash and swallows another Bloodthirsty Pill, Ye Chen might not be able to hold on until the end.

However, if Meng Fan were to actually do that, he would certainly die...

Ye Chen glanced at it a few times, then put away the Bloodthirsty Pill in his hand.

Although this elixir has severe side effects, its efficacy is also extremely high, enough to save a life in a critical moment...

Having such a pill on your person is like having an extra means of survival.

After sorting through the items, Ye Chen extracted one hundred Grade 2 Spirit Replenishing Pills.

This number of pills is quite considerable; other disciples wouldn't even be able to gather that many...

Ye Chen put the rest of the body-strengthening pills into his storage bag, saving them for when his body was exhausted.

He flipped his hand and took out the purple-gold gourd...

"I wonder how that old man is doing..."

Ye Chen then recalled the dragon Xingyu that had been devoured into the Purple Gold Gourd, and sent a wisp of his consciousness into it...

The gourd was quiet; Long Xingyu was no longer there, only pure spiritual liquid remained.

"Such speed..."

"The Nascent Soul stage cultivator was just refined away like that?"

Ye Chen was somewhat surprised.

Long Xingyu cultivated for two hundred years, yet he couldn't even last two days inside the Purple Gold Gourd; not even his remains were left...

Surprised, he grinned as he looked at the pool of spiritual liquid inside the gourd...

"If only we had more Nascent Soul stage cultivators..."

He couldn't wait to pour the spiritual liquid onto the second-grade spirit-replenishing pill...

Prepare the pills according to the same method, using a ratio of six drops of spiritual liquid for each pill.

Soon, his face was piled high with sixth-grade pills shrouded in spiritual energy, their rich aroma filling the entire room...

Just inhaling a breath of medicinal fragrance feels like breathing in spiritual energy, bringing comfort to both body and mind.

Ye Chen looked down at the one hundred Rank 6 Spirit Replenishing Pills in front of him, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes...

"Hopefully, I can break through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage this time!"

After his previous bottomless frenzy of absorbing energy, he no longer dared to hope that he could rely on these one hundred Rank 6 Spirit Replenishing Pills to reach the Golden Core stage. He would be content if he could just break through to the next minor realm...

After all, with the foundation laid by absorbing three hundred Rank 6 Spirit Replenishing Pills, he was already very close to the threshold of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage...

Ye Chen immediately sat cross-legged, picked up a sixth-grade spirit-replenishing pill, swallowed it, and then began to circulate the Supreme Sensing Technique...

Completely immersed in cultivation...

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On Haoran Peak, one of the thirteen peaks of the Qingyun Sect's inner sect...

A middle-aged man with a pale, clean-shaven face stared at the disciple reporting ahead, his brows furrowing in displeasure, a powerful aura emanating from him...

"What did you say?!"

"Meng Fan lost an arm?"

"He took a bloodthirsty pill and still lost to his opponent?"

Jiang Changyi said coldly, his expression authoritative without being angry...

The disciple in front of him shivered, lowered his head, and dared not look at Jiang Changyi's face. He quickly asked to confirm.

"Reporting to the Peak Master, that is indeed the case..."

"This matter has already spread throughout the outer sect."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Changyi's expression turned even more unpleasant...

"You bastard!"

"Who is so bold as to dare to lay a hand on Meng Fan?"

"Don't you know he's a disciple I value? How dare you cripple one of his arms..."

"I will tear him to pieces..."

He shouted angrily in a deep voice.

A powerful aura erupted from his body...

"Thump!"

The disciple before him buckled at the knees and knelt on the ground, nearly killed on the spot by the oppressive force...

"Peak Master..."

He cried out urgently, his whole body trembling...

Seeing this, Jiang Changyi gradually calmed down and then withdrew his oppressive aura.

"call..."

The disciple was panting heavily, his body drenched in cold sweat...

For a brief moment, he felt like he was going to die.

He couldn't help but wonder, why was the peak master so furious about just an outer disciple?

After all, he had valued many disciples, but he had never cared for them as much as he had for Meng Fan...

"Peak Master... the other party's name is Xu Xiao, and he's also an outer disciple..."

"It is said that he was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, but he possessed a celestial-grade magic artifact gifted by Elder Xu Changqing, which enabled him to defeat Meng Fan..."

"Xu Xiao crippled Meng Fan's arm during the competition. According to the rules of the sect's competitions, as long as it doesn't result in death, then..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an angry Jiang Changyi...

"What are the rules?"

"My rules are my rules!"

"Since he crippled Meng Fan's arm, that's a blatant disrespect to me..."

"Such a ruthless disciple doesn't deserve to stay in the Qingyun Sect!"

Jiang Changyi shouted in a deep voice, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, already having made up his mind...

"You just said... Xu Changqing gave him a celestial-grade magical artifact?"

He looked astonished, almost thinking he had misheard...

Even he didn't have a celestial-grade magic weapon, yet Xu Changqing actually gave one to an outer disciple...

What exactly is the relationship between the two of them?

The disciple before him said with a confident expression.

"Absolutely true..."

"This matter has already spread throughout the outer sect..."

"It is said that Elder Xu, while lecturing in the outer sect, recognized Xu Xiao's talent and skill in swordsmanship, and thus gifted him the immortal sword..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Changyi narrowed his eyes, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes...

"So that's how it is..."

"That's such a...treasure..."