Chapter 178: Yanyue Sect

Han Li was also quite moved. He knew very well that on the path of cultivation, if one had a wise teacher to give some pointers, one could absolutely avoid many detours and greatly benefit one's cultivation.

But at the same time, this Ancestor Li was not a person who could be easily fooled. He had many secrets, and if he were in contact with him for a long time, he was afraid that he would be discovered. If he were to be questioned, he would absolutely be seeking his own death.

And listening to his "loyal advice" from before, this person was definitely not someone who would talk about the feelings between master and disciple. Most likely, he would perform the same survival of the fittest between master and disciple, carrying out treasure-snatching and silencing.

After thinking about it carefully, Han Li's moved heart immediately calmed down.

The other Huang Feng Valley disciples did not have these burdens, each and every one of them rubbing their fists and wiping their palms, their morale high. Now they were not only fighting for survival, but also fighting for their own future.

Han Li subconsciously looked at Junior Sister Chen and found her cheeks flushed, her delicate fists clenched, and a strange light flashing in her eyes, looking as if she had made up her mind.

Sighing inwardly, Han Li didn't want to pay attention to the others in Huang Feng Valley anymore and simply looked toward the Profound Heaven Sect opposite.

The Daoist was spitting as he said something to the group under his sect. From time to time, he made an excited expression, drawing bursts of cheers from the young Daoist priests, each and every one of them looking high-spirited; it seemed they had all been successfully brainwashed. Of course, there were also some older Daoist priests whose expressions remained calm and unmoved.

Han Li felt it was very interesting and was watching with relish when suddenly someone shouted.

"Look, the people from the Yanyue Sect are here, that is the Heavenly Moon God Boat!"

Han Li was startled upon hearing this and looked toward the sky.

A white light spot lit up on the horizon and gradually approached.

Its speed was extremely fast. Not long after, it arrived above the barren mountain. It was actually a huge ship carved from green jade. The outer wall of the ship was painted with dragons and phoenixes with gold foil, extremely luxurious, and there was a huge white light shield wrapping the ship inside.

On the ship stood a large group of men and women in white clothes. In the lead was a charming woman dressed as a young lady, whose every move was full of charm, extremely moving to the soul.

This woman, after landing the jade boat and withdrawing the light shield, slightly opened her apricot lips and said: "Two Senior Brothers, Senior Qiong, Nishang pays her respects!"

Ancestor Li and the Daoist did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly returned the salute. But that Senior Qiong grinned, suddenly his figure blurred, and he disappeared into the air again, leaving only a sentence and a proud, strange laugh.

"Seven days later, I will come to this place again, prepare the wager in advance! I will definitely win this time!"

The Daoist and Ancestor Li looked at each other, not knowing why this old man was so confident! They had just sized up the disciples of the Yanyue Sect; although they were much stronger than the disciples of their two sects, it shouldn't be enough for him to boast like this!

The young lady moved her beautiful eyes and inquired curiously. When she heard the content of their bet clearly, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, her laughter shaking like flowers, hooking the soul.

That kind of young lady's charm made many young male disciples of the three sects stare straight, almost drooling.

But Ancestor Li and the other could not care about the beautiful scenery before them. Seeing this lady's appearance, their hearts sank, and they both felt they had been greatly deceived, their faces turning bitter.

Could it be that the Yanyue Sect really had some trump card this time that could suppress their two sects at the same time?

The two of them held their status, so although they were full of depression, they were still embarrassed to ask the beautiful young lady—Immortal Nishang—about the reason, and the beautiful young lady naturally preferred to pretend not to know, chatting with them about other interesting things.

Han Li and the other male disciples of Huang Feng Valley had long since cast their eyes on the large group of new female disciples.

They had long heard that the Yanyue Sect advocated the art of dual cultivation, and at least half of the disciples recruited had to be female, and those whose appearance was not top-notch would never be recruited.

Now that they saw it, it was indeed well-deserved. These women were all charming and beautiful. It made them drool and have wild thoughts.

Han Li was a little better. Although he was dazzled for a moment, he finally relied on his extraordinary perseverance to quickly calm his mind.

Only then did he discover that the female disciples of the Yanyue Sect seemed accustomed to being watched by so many people at the same time, and still talked and laughed freely, and some even threw a few flirtatious glances at the people watching them, making those people's legs go soft and their bones go numb, not knowing what to do.

But the male disciples' performance was the opposite. They glared angrily one by one. Especially toward the young girl on their own side, they wished they could glare back at every person watching.

Han Li smiled slightly. He could understand it by seeing the men and women standing together in pairs; these men and women, even if they were not truly lovers, were definitely arranged as a pair in their cultivation. That was why the male disciples were so angry! They probably had long since regarded the person beside them as their private property, even if those female disciples didn't think so.

Han Li noticed that the people the male disciples were glaring back at were not only the Huang Feng Valley side, but even the Profound Heaven Sect side had a share.

Out of curiosity, he turned his face to look, and sure enough, those hot-blooded little Daoist priests were stealing glances at the young girls from time to time, and then hurriedly withdrew their gazes, for fear of being seen by others, looking extremely sneaky.

Han Li tried hard to hold back the amusement in his heart, for fear of laughing out loud!

He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but Han Li always felt that the female disciples of the Yanyue Sect's flirtatious actions toward the little Daoist priests were actually more frequent than toward the Huang Feng Valley side.

This left him speechless for a long time.

But thinking about it, Han Li's heart trembled. These disciples came here not to flirt, but to engage in a life-and-death battle in the Forbidden Area. If the young disciples of each sect encountered the female disciples of the Yanyue Sect, they would probably lose three points before even fighting. After all, it was not something an ordinary person could do to directly strike hard at these charming women.

What made Han Li even more puzzled was why the disciples of the Yanyue Sect this time were all so young, regardless of gender, and there wasn't even one who was older. This was really not in line with common sense. To say that these people were all old monsters with successful appearance-fixing, Han Li absolutely did not believe it. Looking at their frivolous actions and behavior, they were at most twenty-something, not looking mature at all.

But this Blood-Colored Trial was a famous journey to death; it was impossible for so many young people to take the initiative to die. Even if there were, it was impossible for them all to be in pairs, their feelings so deep that they would face life and death together. Han Li absolutely did not believe this.

Huang Feng Valley and Profound Heaven Sect both had some old people appearing in their lineup.

Because their deadline was approaching, even if they didn't participate in this Forbidden Area trip, they wouldn't live long, so they tried to fight for the last time. If they could really exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill and luckily enter the Foundation Establishment stage, they would turn over. Although they had no hope of cultivating into the Core Formation stage, being able to live for another hundred years was also a gain.

Although there were not many old people who participated in the Blood-Colored Trial with this idea, the two sects added up to seven or eight, but the Yanyue Sect didn't have a single one, which was indeed a bit strange in Han Li's eyes.

Ancestor Li and the Daoist also seemed to have noticed something wrong. Their expressions became even gloomier, and although they were still talking to Immortal Nishang of the Yanyue Sect, anyone could see their absent-minded expression.

Not long after, the other four sects arrived one after another. What left the deepest impression on Han Li were the people from the Giant Sword Sect and the Spirit Beast Mountain.

The Giant Sword Sect was all men, each and every one in black clothes, with a huge sword without a sheath on their backs, their expressions extremely cold, and each and every one of them full of evil spirits.

And the people of the Spirit Beast Mountain were dressed in colorful, extremely flashy clothes, and they had a large pile of various leather bags and pockets on their bodies, and there were vaguely living things squirming inside, making the disciples of other sects feel hairy after seeing it.

The people of the Blade-Casting Dock and Heaven's Gate, except for their different costumes, were finally normal people in Han Li's eyes, just like the disciples of Huang Feng Valley, with many whispering and nervous expressions.

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