Chapter 774

Two days later, outside a canyon in the inner hall.

After a flash of golden spiritual light, the figure of a bearded man with a full face of whiskers appeared at the entrance of the canyon.

This man, whose cultivation had already reached the sixth level of Core Formation, was now full of panic. Having just run out of the canyon, he didn't even have time to distinguish the direction before flying away into the distance without looking back, as if something formidable was chasing him from behind.

Not long after the man left, several more streaks of light flew out of the canyon. The leader had a very handsome appearance, and looking at the man fleeing in panic not far ahead, a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Junior Brother Qiu, that guy is about to run away, let's chase him quickly!"

Hearing the reminder from a fellow Core Formation cultivator beside him, Qiu Wuxin shook his head slightly and said: "You don't need to make a move; leave this person to me.

Having been in here for so long, I haven't really stretched my muscles. Before entering the Wind and Thunder Hall, it's time to let these people know that there are some places they shouldn't have entered."

After Qiu Wuxin finished speaking, he took out a high-grade talisman and stuck it on himself, and then his whole person disappeared directly from where he was.

Before the few people beside him could figure out where he had gone, one of the older Core Formation late-stage cultivators with higher cultivation locked his gaze on the man fleeing in the distance.

Following the old man's gaze, those few people discovered that in just a moment, Qiu Wuxin had already caught up to not far behind the bearded man, his flight speed far exceeding the former.

"Could Senior Brother Qiu have just used the third-tier mid-grade Zephyr Speed Talisman? This single talisman must cost at least seven or eight thousand spirit stones. Senior Brother is really willing to take it out."

Seeing Qiu Wuxin chasing his opponent in the distance, an Elder of "Falling Maple Valley" standing on the spot couldn't help but sigh with envy.

Hearing this, another middle-aged man standing in the crowd laughed playfully: "Hehe! Senior Brother Qiu is deeply favored by the Martial Uncle; he is different from us. A third-tier mid-grade talisman is nothing to him.

We can only blame ourselves for not having such good luck. If we could all be highly regarded by the Martial Uncle like Senior Brother Qiu, perhaps we could also get a chance to form a Nascent Soul in the future."

"Why do you two have so much to say? Who the sect will support to condense a Nascent Soul in the future is for the Martial Uncle to decide. Is this something you can recklessly criticize here?

Look at Junior Sister Chen; she never gossips behind anyone's back. It's a waste that you formed your Golden Cores a hundred years earlier than her; you really don't know how to control your mouths at all."

While the two were talking, a man wearing a Daoist robe in front suddenly spoke up to interrupt them and scolded the two of them.

This man in the Daoist robe was named Luo Liangshan, and his cultivation had already reached the peak of Core Formation. He was the one with the highest cultivation among the five Elders of "Falling Maple Valley" present.

Luo Liangshan not only had outstanding cultivation talent but also served as the Sect Master in the sect, and his prestige was the highest after the Supreme Elder Qiu Daoping.

Hearing the scolding from this Sect Master, the two who had just spoken closed their mouths, but a hint of jealousy still appeared in their eyes when they looked at Qiu Wuxin.

On the contrary, a female Elder who had been standing on the spot without speaking the whole time had a very calm expression, as if she had no great interest in what was happening before her eyes.

While the few people here were talking, Qiu Wuxin, who had accelerated his flight speed with the "Zephyr Speed Talisman," finally approached the side of the bearded man after chasing for a distance.

Seeing that the opponent had caught up, the bearded man was also shocked and hurriedly injected more magic power into his feet, wanting to increase his flight speed to shake off his opponent.

However, no matter how the bearded man cast his spells, the distance between him and Qiu Wuxin was getting closer and closer.

Before long, a green long sword had appeared in Qiu Wuxin's hand, which then transformed into a sharp sword light more than ten feet long, quickly stabbing at the bearded man who was fleeing for his life.

Seeing the menacing sword light behind him, the man did not dare to respond easily and hurriedly stopped his figure, took out a black shield magic treasure, and cast a spell to enlarge it dozens of times to block in front of him.

Only hearing a loud "bang," the bearded man was directly knocked flying dozens of feet by the sword light released by Qiu Wuxin.

Before the man could stabilize his figure, Qiu Wuxin, who had already chased behind him, slashed at him again from the air, the momentum of his sword edge being astonishing.

The man desperately urged his magic treasure to resist, but still failed to block this sword from the opponent.

After a scream rang out, the shield magic treasure in front of the man directly split into two halves, and along with it, two of his fingers were cut off by this violent strike from Qiu Wuxin.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, I just entered this place by mistake and had no intention of competing with you for things. Now that you have already obtained the spirit item, there is no need to be so ruthless, right!"

Seeing that his best defensive magic treasure had been destroyed by the opponent just like that, the bearded man, knowing he was no match for this fierce god before him, could only lower his head and beg for mercy toward Qiu Wuxin's position.

However, his act of showing weakness did not bring about any wavering from his opponent. Qiu Wuxin looked at the other party with a hint of mockery, just shook his head slightly, and then the flying sword hovering beside him lit up with dazzling spiritual light again.

"Fellow Daoist, you are bullying people too much. Aren't you afraid that I will fight you to the death!"

Seeing that the other party still refused to let him go, the bearded man's expression suddenly changed. He had a third-tier mid-grade high-grade talisman in his hand and spat out a few threatening words at Qiu Wuxin.

Facing the man's thought of fighting to the death, the look in Qiu Wuxin's eyes toward the other party still did not change.

"This fish of yours will certainly die, but the net will not break!"

After mocking the man, the momentum of Qiu Wuxin's whole person suddenly increased several times, and the flying sword in his hand broke through the air again.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Qiu Wuxin returned to the crowd of "Falling Maple Valley" with a blank expression, with a jade-green cloth bag in his hand.

And the bearded man who had just fought him had already been killed in mid-air, and even his corpse had been burned to ashes.

Qiu Wuxin's cultivation had already reached the ninth level of Core Formation. Highly regarded by the sect's Supreme Elder, he possessed many high-grade magic treasures and talismans, and his fighting ability was such that even Sect Master Luo Liangshan might not be his match.

As for the bearded man who escaped from the canyon, his cultivation was only at the sixth level of Core Formation, and being a rogue cultivator, he didn't even have a single magic treasure of third-tier high-grade quality.

The gap in strength between the two was truly vast; even if he wanted to fight to the death, it was impossible for the opponent to do so.

Seeing Qiu Wuxin solve the battle cleanly and neatly, the people of "Falling Maple Valley" were not surprised by this result at all and hurriedly stepped forward to congratulate him.

Qiu Wuxin was already used to this kind of scene of being complimented by everyone; he just waved his hand lightly and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Sect Master Senior Brother, we have been in here for six days now, and the gate of the Wind and Thunder Hall is about to open. Should we go over there in advance to avoid other sects getting in before us and taking advantage of the situation?"

After congratulating Qiu Wuxin, the people of "Falling Maple Valley" standing on the spot discussed the next itinerary.

Hearing the suggestion from the sect Elder beside him, Luo Liangshan thought for a moment but did not directly express his answer; instead, he looked at Qiu Wuxin on the side with a smile.

"Junior Brother Qiu, the Martial Uncle entrusted you to be in charge of matters in the secret realm before we came in this time. I think you should be the one to make the decision!"

Seeing that Luo Liangshan did not make a decision directly but instead asked for his opinion, Qiu Wuxin revealed a few smiles and nodded:

"The people who should be cleared out in this vicinity have been cleared out, and there is no point in staying here. Since the time for the hall to open is approaching, let's go directly to wait outside the Wind and Thunder Hall! For the next actions, I hope everyone can lend me a hand. As long as the mission can be completed successfully, I will naturally meet the Master to request rewards for everyone after we return."

"Hehe! In that case, we thank Junior Brother Qiu."

After Luo Liangshan and a few others bowed to Qiu Wuxin to thank him, the few people quickly transformed into several streaks of light and flew into the high sky, disappearing into the horizon soon after. —— Beside a huge water pool hundreds of miles away from the crowd of "Falling Maple Valley," six Core Formation cultivators surrounded two white giant crocodiles that were emitting cold air, constantly casting spells to attack the opponent.

Although the two giant crocodiles had already reached the late stage of Core Formation, facing the siege of six Core Formation cultivators with no weak strength, they still fell into a disadvantageous position and were trapped in a situation where they could only be passively beaten.

And on top of a blue stone not far from the battlefield, a green-clothed man with thick eyebrows and sword-like eyes was holding a thick book and reading it slowly.

The green-clothed man's way of reading was very focused, and from time to time, a smile would appear at the corner of his mouth. He had no reaction to the intense battlefield close at hand, as if he didn't see it at all.

This green-clothed man and the six people who had just besieged the demon beast were actually cultivators of the same sect; they were the Qingyang Sect, the number one sect in the "Tianhai Cultivation World."

As time passed slowly, one of the giant crocodiles, whose strength was slightly weaker, finally could not withstand the siege of the "Qingyang Sect" crowd and fell to the battlefield with a "thump."

And the other giant crocodile, seeing this, also had no courage to resist anymore. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on its fallen companion, it suddenly spat out its natal Golden Core and released several streaks of white light.

Although this white light was not very lethal, it was also a very good diversion.

After forcing back a Core Formation mid-stage cultivator in front of it with the power of the white light, the remaining giant crocodile finally broke through the siege of the crowd and ran quickly toward the direction of the water pool.

"Not good! This guy is going to run, stop him quickly, otherwise it won't be so easy to force it out once it escapes into the water."

Seeing this scene, one of the "Qingyang Sect" Core Formation late-stage cultivators with higher cultivation hurriedly shouted, then picked up his flying sword and chased in the direction where the giant crocodile was fleeing.

However, although his speed was fast, the remaining white giant crocodile was not running slowly either. In just a moment, it had already reached the shore, only one step away from the water pool.

Seeing that the white giant crocodile was about to escape into the bottomless water pool, a hint of disappointment appeared on the faces of the crowd chasing from behind.

But just at this moment, a five-colored spiritual light suddenly appeared in front of the white giant crocodile, blocking it and directly knocking it back more than ten feet away. Immediately after, a green figure holding a book scroll walked out from the five-colored spiritual light; it was the green-clothed man who was still reading a book hundreds of feet away from the battlefield just now, Xiao Haoran, a Core Formation peak-stage cultivator of the "Qingyang Sect."

"Fighting so well, why are you in such a hurry to go back!"

Just as Xiao Haoran finished speaking, the white giant crocodile that had been knocked back far away had already stabilized its figure, then kicked its legs hard on the ground and flew directly toward another direction, delusional about re-entering the water pool.

However, this time, when it was still one step away from the water pool, that five-colored spiritual light that appeared out of thin air suddenly appeared in front of the giant crocodile again, followed by the same outcome: the white giant crocodile was knocked flying more than ten feet away again.

This time, Xiao Haoran's movement was slightly slower, so that the few people who arrived from behind also clearly saw his action just now.

He actually didn't use any magic treasure, but directly knocked back this fierce Core Formation late-stage demon beast with his physical body alone.

Just seeing this somewhat astonishing scene, there was not much change on the faces of the six people; it was obvious that they had long expected Xiao Haoran's supernatural powers, which was why they were so calm in facing it.

"We still have to rush to the Wind and Thunder Hall in a while, you guys hurry up and solve him."

Seeing that the white giant crocodile not far away had been surrounded again by the six people of the "Qingyang Sect" who had arrived, Xiao Haoran gave an instruction and then sat down on the spot to continue reading the book in his hand, without any intention of joining the battlefield to help.

However, the other people of the "Qingyang Sect" who were fighting with the demon beast, hearing Xiao Haoran's urging, immediately cheered up and used their respective supernatural powers to intensify the attack, leaving the demon beast in front of them with no chance to escape.

A quarter of an hour later, the second white giant crocodile, facing the constant siege of the "Qingyang Sect" crowd, finally could not withstand it anymore and soon fell to the ground, dying.

After the few people handled the corpses of the two demon beasts, they dived into the water pool nearby and found several white flowers emitting spiritual light, picked them, and then returned to Xiao Haoran's side not far away.

"Senior Brother Xiao, just as you expected, the quality of the mature Ice Wind Snow Lotuses at the bottom of the pool has reached above the third tier, and two of them have even reached the third-tier high-grade."

"This time we not only killed two Core Formation late-stage demon beasts but also obtained so many high-grade spiritual medicines; we can really say we found good things."

The few people of the "Qingyang Sect" brought the spirit items in their hands in front of Xiao Haoran and introduced the spoils of this time with happy faces. Everyone was very excited about the results of this time.

You must know that these high-grade spirit items, when placed outside, are not things that can be bought with spirit stones by ordinary people; they are enough to make any Core Formation cultivator instantly rich.

However, hearing the respectful flattery of his companions on the side, Xiao Haoran, as the leader of the crowd, did not have much change on his face; he just nodded slightly in response, his gaze still on the book scroll in his hand.

It seemed that he had no great interest in these high-grade spirit items in the hands of the few people, which were extremely valuable outside; instead, the inconspicuous book in his hand was more attractive to him.

Seeing this situation, the few people of the "Qingyang Sect" did not seem too surprised. After reporting the results of the battle, they hurriedly put away these spirit items in their hands.

Xiao Haoran, the recognized number one genius Core Formation cultivator in the "Tianhai Cultivation World," besides cultivation, was almost uninterested in anything else, only loving to study some classical books that could be seen everywhere on the market.

And whenever he was focused, Xiao Haoran would be like he was now, ignoring things around him and completely immersed in the sea of books.

Seeing this, the crowd of the "Qingyang Sect" did not dare to say much and could only stand on the spot and wait.

It was not until more than an hour later that Xiao Haoran, who had finished reading the whole book, put away the book in his hand, stood up, and stretched his hands and feet.

Seeing this situation, an old man with a long beard standing on the side hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Senior Brother Xiao, now there is only half a day left before the Wind and Thunder Hall opens. Should we hurry over there first, to avoid being preempted by people from other sects?"

"Hmm! Why is there only half a day left? You guys didn't say so earlier. If the Ancestor knows that we entered later than others, it might be another scolding after we go back."

"This."

Hearing Xiao Haoran's scolding, the crowd of the "Qingyang Sect" on the side also showed a look of helplessness on their faces.

Throughout the entire "Qingyang Sect," everyone knew that Xiao Haoran disliked others disturbing his reading the most. Even if everyone had the intention to remind him, they were unwilling to spoil his fun at this time.

Xiao Haoran's cultivation had now reached the ninth level of Core Formation, and he was almost the person with the most hope of advancing to the Nascent Soul realm in the entire "Tianhai Cultivation World." Perhaps he would become a high and mighty Nascent Soul cultivator before long.

Although there were many Elders of the "Qingyang Sect" present, everyone knew in their hearts that no one wanted to offend this future Nascent Soul Ancestor of the sect for some trivial matter.

Fortunately, Xiao Haoran only questioned them a few times and didn't really want to blame them. Soon, he led the crowd to leave the spot together.

In a cave full of flames, five female cultivators dressed in colorful clothes joined forces to use an array to trap a giant python emitting flames all over its body in the middle.

This fire python had a powerful momentum. Facing the third-tier high-grade array driven by five Core Formation cultivators, it still performed very fiercely, constantly spitting out incomparably powerful flames to attack the array that trapped it.

And the various magic treasures controlled by these five female cultivators, hitting the fire python, could only splash a burst of sparks and could not cause any damage to it at all.

"Senior Sister Yu, this fire python is too powerful. I'm afraid we can't hold on for long. Should we notify Senior Sister to withdraw first?"

"No, Senior Sister is still breaking the array below. If we retreat at this time, she will run into the fire python when she comes out, and it will be difficult for her to retreat unscathed. Let's hold on a bit longer... Huh!"

Just as the two Core Formation female cultivators in mid-air were talking, the aura on the fire python in the array suddenly weakened rapidly, and its figure also shrank several times from the size of more than ten feet just now, no longer able to pose any threat to the array that trapped it outside.

"Huh! Senior Sister, this fire python seems to be failing."

"Could it be that Senior Sister has already broken the array over there?"

Before the few people could confirm what was going on, a crimson streak of light flew back from the depths of the cave and landed beside the crowd, transforming into a young woman wearing red clothes.

"Senior Sister!"

Seeing this woman appear, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on the faces of the few people present, and they bowed to her.

After the red-clothed woman waved her hand, she looked at the fire python struggling in front, turned to face the crowd, and said softly: "I have just broken the restriction inside, and this guy can no longer pose a threat to us.

You guys open the array, and I will kill it!"

Hearing the red-clothed woman's words, the other five women on the side immediately nodded, and then cast a spell to let her into the array.

Half a stick of incense later, with the sound of an explosion, the fire python, which had already been beaten to a pulp, was directly pinned to the ground by the flying sword thrown by the red-clothed woman. Before long, it completely lost its breath and dissipated into the world as spiritual light.

After the fire python disappeared, a palm-sized round ball emitting red light remained on the spot. Seeing this item, the red-clothed woman was immediately happy and stepped forward to pick it up.

"Congratulations, Senior Sister. This Golden Flame Pearl is finally in hand. After working for so long, it's good that the effort wasn't wasted this time."

The other few people saw the round ball in the red-clothed woman's hand, all with happy faces, and stepped forward to congratulate her.

"Being able to successfully obtain this item is not my credit alone. After we go back, I will naturally meet the Ancestor to request rewards for everyone."

"Thank you, Senior Sister!" Hearing the red-clothed woman's verbal promise, the few people were all very happy in their hearts and stepped forward to bow and thank her again.

After the few people were reserved on the spot, one of the women took out a scroll magic treasure and looked at it, and suddenly her expression became a bit anxious:

"Senior Sister, we spent too much time dealing with the fire python just now. Now there are less than two hours left before the Wind and Thunder Hall opens. If we don't set off quickly, we might not be able to catch up with the people of other sects."

The red-clothed woman heard this, nodded slightly, and said: "Hmm! But there's no need to be too anxious. Even if they go in first, it's not that easy to compete for spirit items.

Everyone, hurry up and search to see if there are any missed places nearby. We will gather here in a while, and then we will set off together."

A quarter of an hour later, five or six streaks of spiritual light flew out from the cave just now, and then quickly crossed the horizon and disappeared into the sky on the other side.

At the same time, in other places in the inner hall, there were still many cultivators who had reached the Core Formation stage, like them, who were rushing for their lives.

Although some of these people were traveling alone and some were in groups of three or five, the direction and destination of everyone's progress were basically the same.

On a high mountain in the northeast corner of the inner hall, several streaks of light suddenly flew from the distant sky, and after quickly crossing the top of the mountain, they soon disappeared on the other side of the high mountain.

After the streaks of light disappeared, a golden butterfly that had been staying on a tree trunk on the top of the mountain suddenly got up and flew, and then entered a very hidden cave nearby.

A man wearing green clothes was hiding in the cave at this time, in seclusion and meditating, quickly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the surroundings.

After the golden butterfly flew into the cave, it soon landed on the green-clothed man's hand. Before long, the man opened his eyes directly and stood up.

"Three more Core Formation cultivators have come. The Wind and Thunder Hall should be opening soon. It seems it's time for me to leave too!"