Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

Mahayana period!

Now Su Chen says that such a person is sitting in Qingzhou drinking tea.

Yun Changqing's letter.

It wasn't because Su Chen's words were particularly credible.

It's because this kid has no reason to lie to himself.

If a cultivator who could seal seven Nascent Soul cultivators without blinking were to truly want to die...

Just take action directly; why bother making up a lie that even you can't imagine?

"I...have noted it down."

Yun Changqing bowed again.

Su Chen watched as the streak of light transformed into a line and headed diagonally towards the horizon where the sea met in the southeast.

It's true that I don't dislike Yun Changqing.

But letting this old guy go wasn't just about pleasing his eye.

When Yun Changqing returns, he will surely present these words to Wang Qiushan verbatim.

Wang Qiushan replied.

Yun Changqing doesn't seem like the type to lie regularly.

Moreover, with all seven Nascent Soul cultivators gone in a single night, there's no need for him to fabricate a Mahayana stage to embellish his reputation.

A letter from Wang Qiushan.

If Wang Qiushan delivers this message to Tian Shu Star City, things will be much easier for Master Hong Fu.

Su Chen's next move is to kill Wang Qiushan.

A Grand Elder in the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm can be killed without hesitation. If Master Hongfu wants to cause trouble for me because of this...

To provoke a Mahayana cultivator prematurely for the sake of an incompetent elder from a vassal sect.

not worth.

With her shrewd nature, Master Hongfu would surely remain an observer.

After all, Li Changfeng had yet to make a move against Master Hongfu.

This shows that they had long since given up on interfering with Master Hongfu's ascension to the upper realm.

After all, once Li Changfeng's new physical body solidifies, his strength will increase significantly.

They might even become a powerful figure among the Mahayana cultivators in the Upper Realm.

He will seek revenge on his senior brother at that time.

There's no need to bother Hong Fu anymore.

It's impossible that Master Hongfu didn't notice.

So much time has passed, and the cultivator who suppressed him has yet to appear.

This is enough to show that Li Changfeng has lost interest in her...

This is a great thing for Master Hongfu.

If we can avoid provoking them, we absolutely will.

Besides this, there's something else I can't figure out.

That is, for cultivators at the Void Refinement stage, the Black Mountain Continent is not far from the Xuanhuang Continent.

Bloodthirsty Child of the Black Mountain Continent, and the graceful and peerless Lu Yao.

Are there no old friends from the Xuanhuang Continent?

That doesn't make sense!!!

No matter how Su Chen thought about it, he couldn't be sure that his judgment was correct.

"What is my husband thinking about?"

Bai Luwei got up from the piece of green jade and moved closer.

"Thinking about how to avenge the lady."

Su Chen reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair that had been blown to her cheek by the wind behind her ear.

The plain white gauze curtains of the small pavilion in the middle of the lake swayed in the wind.

Su Chen sat cross-legged on the soft couch, picked up a cup of spiritual tea, blew on it, and then, finding it wasn't too hot, simply downed it in one gulp.

The void rift just now consumed a considerable amount of spiritual energy.

Su Chen picked up a spirit fruit from the dish on the table and popped it into his mouth, only to find it sour and make him wince.

"Madam, are you sure you can eat this fruit?"

Bai Luwei knelt beside the soft couch.

The scene that just happened in front of the mountain gate.

Those broad arms were placed in front of his chest.

As a saintess, she has always been a prodigy, protecting her fellow disciples in the sect.

Su Chen is protecting her like this.

My heart is melting...

Bai Luwei leaned over the edge of the couch.

He kissed her.

Su Chen's face darkened.

"Want more?"

"Of course."

Bai Luwei leaned forward half an inch, and her plain white dress slipped off the edge of the couch.

"My husband protected me so well just now."

"My heart feels so empty."

Su Chen sighed and raised his hand to slap that exquisite curve.

A soft hum escaped from behind the gauze curtain.

"It's settled."

"Su will still not show any pity."

"You're going to be punished severely."

"Um..."

The soft couch began to sway.

Each of his Daoist partners was an unparalleled beauty.

It might arouse Su Chen's desire to conquer.

This woman in front of me is truly the first of her kind!

The delicate figure rose and fell behind the gauze curtain.

...

The water of the boundless sea is gray at this moment.

The two Void Refinement Grandmasters have been fighting for six days.

The waves were towering within a radius of two hundred miles.

Of the twelve main peaks on the island of the Starry Sky Dao Sect, only four and a half remain at this moment.

Two hundred miles away, tens of thousands of streaks of light hung densely above the clouds.

The rogue cultivators from the Boundless Sea, the small sects from nearby islands, and even a few old monsters from the Black Mountain Continent all rushed over via the teleportation array.

These cultivators at the Void Refinement stage are engaged in a battle of magic.

This is a once-in-a-millennium event.

Even the cultivation world, just like the mortal realm, has come to join in the fun.

"Another one."

The voice of a Nascent Soul cultivator had long since become hoarse.

"That's Wang Qiushan's Seven Star Cold Blade, a mid-grade spiritual treasure that's famous in ancient books."

"It's broken."

Half of the sword flew out of the gray mist, tumbled a few times, and crashed into the sea.

"I'm counting them."

The old cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage next to him stretched out his fingers, counted them, and then dejectedly withdrew them.

"Today alone, the two magical artifacts have broken thirty-seven times."

These monks all turned green with envy.

The foundation of this Void Refinement cultivator is indeed unimaginable.

The magical artifacts damaged in the recent battle between the two.

Any one of them is a treasure so precious that Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation cultivators would fight to the death for it.

After all, which of these onlookers wasn't just like that Wang Mang?

They were all struggling financially.

There are no spirit stones to buy any good magic weapons.

Not to mention those priceless treasures.

Li Ziran was already showing signs of fatigue.

After all, the old geezer on the other side was indeed more powerful than him.

And there are so many treasures!

Wang Qiushan is also having a hard time.

Logically speaking, there should be a significant gap between the mid-stage and early-stage Void Refinement realms.

After enduring three days of this, Li Ziran should have been so overwhelmed that he couldn't lift his head.

But over the course of six days, the two were evenly matched.

Wang Qiushan became increasingly panicked as the fight progressed.

"Li Zhiran".

Wang Qiushan wiped away the half-beard, leaving a handful of blood and ash.

"I underestimated you."

"Luoyan City has kept its true strength hidden for a long time."

"In terms of the number of magical treasures, you can actually match me."

Li Ziran swatted out the sparks on his sleeve and didn't say anything.

"but."

Something slipped out of Wang Qiushan's sleeve.

"My next item is a supreme treasure that reaches the heavens."

"With this treasure revealed, no matter what other tricks you have up your sleeve, you will perish on this sea today."

Li Ziran finally looked up, a hint of impatience in her eyes.

"Do you think you're the only one with this treasure?"

Wang Qiushan stopped talking nonsense.

The object in the sleeve was lifted into the air.

A large, purple-gold umbrella.

As soon as the umbrella appeared, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of two hundred miles poured into its surface, causing the sea to sag.

Countless cultivators gazed into the distance...

"Nine Heavens Divine Jade as Bone".

"The fabric is woven from the silk of a silkworm that has existed for ten thousand years."

An old cultivator from the Black Mountain Continent stroked his beard.

Mortals in the mundane world love nothing more than those legends, whether true or false.

Meanwhile, cultivators in the immortal cultivation world also have the same kind of childlike tales and legends as mortals.

Those are some ancient events recorded in the Xuanhuang Continent.

Most of them concern ancient cultivators and the spirit world.

Among these are rumors of ten secret treasures.

"Taiyi Taixu Divine Umbrella!"

"Isn't this one of the ten secret treasures recorded in ancient books?!"

"Does such a thing really exist?"

A Nascent Soul cultivator asked a question in a daze.

...