Chapter 458 Nine Dragon Veins, Soaring Sky Sword Technique
Chapter 458 Nine Dragon Veins, Soaring Sky Sword Technique
Xiao Changkong took a deep breath, took the first step forward, and said with a firm gaze: "Since Junior Sister says so, Senior Brother will do his utmost, even if it means death!"
"me too!"
Chen Tianba's eyes burned with fighting spirit.
Ye Xinghe, Lu Haoran, and Xiao Qiushui followed suit, making solemn statements.
Shen Rugo has created unprecedented conditions for them. If they continue to be timid and hesitant, they are not worthy of being her senior brothers.
Looking at the six young people with firm beliefs before them, Xingchen Daoren and Qinghe Daoren were filled with mixed emotions.
After a long silence, Daoist Xingchen finally nodded slowly: "Since you are so determined, then go ahead and do it."
Qinghe Daoist also sighed, his tone complicated, "If you need me to do anything, just say the word."
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Just as the Star Palace was making intensive preparations for the sect competition more than two years later, as well as a more far-reaching revenge plan, other major sects on the Tianyuan Continent also sensed the tense atmosphere of the approaching competition and began their own plans and preparations.
Qing Yuanzong.
The Qingyuan Sect, one of the ten major sects, suffered a severe blow due to the loss of many elite disciples during its expedition to the secret realm.
An atmosphere of grief, indignation, and urgency permeated the entire sect.
The atmosphere inside the main hall was solemn.
Several white-haired, Nascent Soul Grand Elders, their auras vast as the sea, sat at the head of the table, while a few young disciples stood below them. They were the only remaining geniuses of the Qingyuan Sect.
"The sect has suffered this great calamity because of Shen Rugo of the Star Palace and that traitor Wu Xuemei!"
A gaunt-faced elder spoke in a hoarse voice, filled with deep-seated hatred, "This grudge must be avenged! But the most urgent matter is the upcoming sect competition! Our Qingyuan Sect absolutely cannot fall out of the top five!"
Another red-faced elder said in a deep voice, "We have taken out the treasures accumulated in the sect's treasury, such as the ten-thousand-year-old stalactite and the Nine Heavens Star Iron, and are supplying them to Lin Xuan, Zhao Qian, and Liu Ruyan with all our might."
They are the most talented individuals in our sect right now. They must break through to the peak of the Golden Core stage, or even the Nascent Soul stage, within two and a half years!
The disciple named Lin Xuan had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and his aura was sharp; he had already reached the peak of the Golden Core stage.
He bowed and said, "This disciple will certainly live up to the sect's high expectations and will definitely avenge this humiliation in the Grand Competition!"
His eyes burned with a thirst for power and revenge.
The ten major sects, including Misty Peak, Heavenly Mystery Palace, and Profound Heaven Sect, are also actively preparing for war.
Yun Feiyang of Misty Peak, whose talent is second only to Yan Nantian, is a genius with wind spirit root. His movements are as fast as lightning and his swordsmanship is superb. He has been sent to the sect's forbidden area, "Nine Heavens Gale Cave," for training, in order to cultivate the Misty Sword Technique to a higher level.
The Heavenly Mystery Palace is focusing its efforts on cultivating its young master, Mo Chen. This young man is proficient in array formations and deductions, with flawless strategies. It is said that he has already begun to come into contact with the Heavenly Mystery Palace's treasured Zhou Tian Star Chart, and his strength is terrifying, reaching the peak of the Golden Core stage.
A disciple of the Xuantian Sect named "Ba Dao" has suddenly appeared. It is said that he is the reincarnation of an ancient sword cultivator. His heavy Xuan Iron sword is invincible. He has been nurtured by the sect with unlimited resources, and his goal is to become the top of the combat power ranking in the Grand Competition.
The cultivation world of Tianyuan Continent is in turmoil, with geniuses from all sides preparing for the grand competition to see who can prevail!
Lingxiao Pavilion.
As the undisputed overlord of the Tianyuan Continent, Lingxiao Pavilion's preparations for war appear more relaxed, yet also more unfathomable.
Inside the Lingxiao Palace, Sect Leader Lingxiaozi sat high in the main seat, with dozens of powerful elders below him. The weakest among them was at the late Nascent Soul stage, and there were more than a dozen elders at the Divine Transformation stage!
This foundation is enough to make any sect feel despair.
"Gentlemen, the sect competition is just around the corner. Although it is a routine matter for our Lingxiao Pavilion, we cannot be negligent."
This competition concerns the allocation of resources for the next century, and even more so, the reputation of my Lingxiao Pavilion.
Ling Xiaozhi's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.
An elder spoke up: "Sect Leader, rest assured, all the disciples are ready. Shi Potian has reached the peak of the Golden Core stage and has one foot in the Nascent Soul stage. His combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary early Nascent Soul cultivator."
The other disciples, such as Zhao Chaoyang and Wang Meng, are also progressing rapidly and are about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. At that time, they will undoubtedly sweep the top spots.
Another elder frowned slightly: "It's just a pity for my junior sister Shangguan Ling'er. If she hadn't been harmed by villains, with her top-grade ice spiritual root and ice phoenix physique, who could compete with her in the competition?"
Mentioning Shangguan Ling'er caused a slight somber mood in the hall. A fleeting shadow of gloom crossed Ling Xiaozhi's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure: "Heaven is jealous of talent, what can be done? However, the cycle of heaven is cyclical; what is lost in one area is gained in another. Wu Xuemei's talent and temperament are both of the highest caliber, no less than Ling'er's."
When Wu Xuemei was mentioned, many elders nodded slightly.
This woman seems to possess a special physique, exhibiting an extraordinary affinity for the Lingxiao Pavilion's core technique, the Lingxiao Sword Control Technique.
At this moment, deep within the Lingxiao Pavilion, in a secret realm shrouded by numerous restrictions and where the spiritual energy is so dense it's almost liquefied.
Wu Xuemei sat cross-legged at the confluence of nine jade dragon-like spiritual veins, with spiritual energy forming a huge vortex around her body and surging wildly into her body.
Her aura was already at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and it was still steadily increasing!
This is the greatest foundation of Lingxiao Pavilion, the source and hub of the spiritual veins of the entire Tianyuan Continent's cultivation world, where spiritual power is inexhaustible!
If one did not see it with their own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that such a sacred place for cultivation existed in the world.
"Hahaha! Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Wu Xuemei laughed inwardly, feeling the rapidly increasing power within her body and the complete control she had over the surrounding spiritual energy. She was so excited she almost trembled.
"Lingxiao Pavilion is indeed my blessed place!"
"That fool Shangguan Ling'er, possessing a treasure trove without realizing it, deserves her downfall! These resources should rightfully be used by me, Wu Xuemei!"
Suddenly, the image of Shen Rugo appeared in her mind, and a bone-deep hatred and jealousy surged into her heart: "Shen Rugo! You wait! You only got some lucky opportunities in the secret realm, how can you compare to me, the true chosen one of destiny?"
Once my strength advances by leaps and bounds, reaching the Nascent Soul stage and I master the "Soaring Sky Sword Technique," I will combine it with various demonic supernatural abilities...
"At the sect competition, I will trample you under my feet in front of the whole world, and let you taste the bitterness of falling from the clouds to the mud!"
Just as Wu Xuemei was filled with resentment, Ling Xiaozhi's figure quietly appeared at the edge of the secret realm. Looking at Wu Xuemei in the center of the spiritual energy vortex, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.
He flicked his finger, and a pill the size of a longan, emitting a misty purple aura, flew towards Wu Xuemei.
"Xuemei, this is the Purple Mansion Nascent Soul Pill, which can help you increase the success rate of condensing your Nascent Soul by 30% and solidify the foundation of your Nascent Soul. I'm giving it to you first so that you can feel at ease."
Remember, cultivate diligently and do not disappoint your master.
Wu Xuemei accepted the pill, feeling its immense medicinal power. Overjoyed, she showed a face full of gratitude: "Thank you so much for your generous gift, Master! I will certainly work hard and never let you and the sect down!"
Ling Xiaozi nodded, and his figure slowly disappeared.
He didn't notice the fleeting greed and coldness that crossed Wu Xuemei's eyes the moment he turned around.
Wu Xuemei frantically circulated her cultivation technique, absorbing the power of the spiritual eye and the medicinal properties of the pills.
Her body seemed like a bottomless pit, and her cultivation level rose at a visible speed.
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