Chapter 107 Find an opportunity to let him try out his master's formation
Chapter 107 Find an opportunity to let him try out his master's formation
The ancient battlefield was always shrouded in a hazy mist; the only difference between day and night was that the darkness of night was even more profound.
Hai Yuan led the Qingyun Sect cultivators to walk to the left front of the Lingyun Sect. Half a month passed, and they did not encounter any evil cultivators or remnant souls. They only occasionally picked a few spiritual plants that others had left behind.
The Lingyun Sect cultivators walking at the very back were already numerous, and they hadn't even managed to collect a single spiritual plant.
Gradually, some cultivators from the Lingyun Sect became dissatisfied.
They said the ancient battlefield was full of spiritual plants, but they didn't see a single one.
They said that heretical practitioners were rampant, but they didn't encounter a single one.
They said there were many remnant souls, as well as fragments of magical artifacts and spiritual treasures left over from a great war millions of years ago, but they didn't see a single one.
They're here to gain experience and gather resources; if they just follow behind others, they won't even be able to pick up a single blade of grass.
Chen Zhixiong was also filled with anger.
These lowly cultivators from second-tier sects are really clueless. He's asked them several times what good treasures they've obtained.
They all answered no.
It is said that everyone who passed by before had already picked them all, leaving only a few small, low-grade medicinal herbs that others didn't value.
Isn't this deceiving him?
The ancient battlefield was so vast that many fragments of magical artifacts and spiritual treasures were hidden underground, in the cliffs, and in the messy ravines.
He had reminded them many times, and he simply refused to believe that they hadn't found it.
There are also remnant souls, which wander around everywhere. Defeating a remnant soul can also yield various magical treasures and spiritual artifacts carried by it.
They actually dared to say they hadn't encountered a single remnant soul!
Haiyuan had long known what Chen Zhixiong was planning from his repeated, impatient reminders.
He simply wanted them to hand over some valuable medicinal herbs and treasures to him.
On one occasion, he even clearly understood Chen Zhixiong's hint that if they couldn't obtain any spiritual herbs or treasures, they could take out what they had in their storage rings as tribute, pretending that they had obtained them from an ancient battlefield.
Hai Yuan smiled coldly; he knew Chen Zhixiong well.
In terms of combat strength, Chen Zhixiong is indeed among the top-ranked Nascent Soul stage fighters.
But when it comes to being shrewd and clever, Chen Zhixiong doesn't even rank in the top 100.
They want to send them to their deaths while also coveting their resources? Dream on.
He intended to lead the Qingyun Sect cultivators slowly, setting up camp every time it got darker, resting enough before continuing.
As for how far they could explore, well, they followed Chen Zhixiong's orders and searched every nook and cranny.
Perhaps the other second-tier sects are pursuing the same idea as the Qingyun Sect, all advancing at a leisurely pace.
Moreover, they all shared the same goal: to collect only a few medicinal herbs that were of grade two or three and not old enough.
The Qingyun Sect members really didn't find anything. Perhaps the cultivators who came in earlier were also looking for something like a treasure hunt, searching very carefully and looting everything.
A few days later, some Lingyun Sect disciples couldn't resist and ran to the front, joining the scouting team to explore together.
Of course, they were merely walking among the large group of cultivators, never acting as the vanguard.
The cultivators from the second-level sects had no choice but to slowly move forward, exploring the ditches and gullies more carefully.
Two or three more days passed, and finally the cultivators of the Jade Dragon Sect cheered as they saw a fourth-order spiritual herb seedling.
After feigning refusal, the Lingyun Sect disciple put the item into his storage ring.
After hearing the reports from his disciples over the past few days, Chen Zhixiong believed that the second-level sects had not obtained anything good, but he was even more annoyed by their lack of discernment.
The appearance of a fourth-order spiritual herb seedling stirred the thoughts of the Lingyun Sect disciples who were walking at the rear.
They had a map and knew they were almost at the edge of their map; they all wanted to get ahead and get resources.
Ye Yuanzun discussed with Chen Zhixiong: "Senior Brother Chen, this way of going isn't working. We won't get any resources. If you ask me, why don't we disperse all the disciples and organize them into second-level sects? That way, they'll be the ones fighting the crippled soul evil cultivators, and all the spiritual herbs and minerals will be ours."
Chen Zhixiong was somewhat tempted.
He had been walking around this dimly lit ancient battlefield for over twenty days and was getting really tired of it. The spiritual energy here was also quite violent, and he had to circulate it several times each time he tried to absorb it.
It is said that the deeper one goes, the more violent the spiritual energy becomes. When fighting evil cultivators and remnant souls, one cannot replenish one's spiritual energy and can only consume spiritual replenishment pills.
He couldn't bear to waste his Spirit-Replenishing Pill.
Ye Yuanzun's proposal was approved by most of the Lingyun Sect disciples.
Responding to public opinion, Chen Zhixiong distributed 1,200 Lingyun Sect disciples among them. Each secondary sect was assigned 300 disciples.
The Qingyun Sect originally had five hundred Foundation Establishment disciples and fifty Golden Core disciples.
In addition to these three hundred people.
The entire team has grown much larger.
Ye Yuanzun led three hundred disciples of Lingyun Sect to Qingyun Sect.
As soon as he arrived, he specifically requested Zhong Lingxin to serve him personally.
Hai Yuan and Wang Lingyi Xiuyuan wanted to stop it.
Zhong Lingxin shook her head, stopping them.
She couldn't escape the trouble. As far as she knew, this Ye Yuanzun was a member of the Feng family, and he was the Feng family's nephew.
On this day, the cultivators of the Qingyun Sect were scouting ahead, and it should have been Zhong Lingxin's turn.
However, because Ye Yuanzun specifically requested Zhong Lingxin to serve him personally, Zhong Lingxin could only stay by Ye Yuanzun's side.
Along the way, Ye Yuanzun verbally abused Zhong Lingxin in various ways, but Zhong Lingxin ignored him, thinking that she would find an opportunity to make him try out her master's formation.
As night fell, Ye Yuanzun retreated into his magical treasure hut and ordered Zhong Lingxin, "You lowly servant, come and serve me!"
The cultivators of the Qingyun Sect all stood up angrily and surrounded Ye Yuanzun.
The three hundred cultivators of Lingyun Sect all surrounded Ye Yuanzun, summoned their magical treasures, pointed them at the Qingyun Sect members, and angrily shouted, "What, do you want to rebel?"
Zhong Lingxin sighed, her face filled with sorrow, and said with a bitter smile, "Thank you, fellow senior brothers and uncles, but it's not worth it. You may all leave now."
At the same time, she went straight into Ye Yuanzun's magic treasure hut without looking back, giving the Qingyun Sect members no time to stop her.
The Qingyun Sect disciples were both angry and anxious, their eyes turning red, and they summoned their magical treasures to attack the Lingyun Sect cultivators.
Suddenly, Zhong Lingxin's voice rang out in Hai Yuan's sea of consciousness: "Uncle Hai Yuan, I will be fine. Tell all the disciples of our Qingyun Sect to step down."
Hai Yuan felt somewhat relieved. He knew how powerful Qingyang Venerable Saint was, and he figured Zhong Lingxin must have some powerful magic treasures with her.
Under his strict control, the Qingyun Sect disciples had no choice but to step down.
Because of Feng Haixi's affair, all the cultivators of Lingyun Sect hated Zhong Lingxin to the core.
Ye Yuanzun stood at the door of the magic treasure hut, grinning as he watched Zhong Lingxin walk towards him.
He planned that as soon as Zhong Lingxin came into his possession, he would capture her in front of all the Qingyun Sect disciples and drag her into his magic treasure hut.
Zhong Lingxin walked slowly and firmly towards Ye Yuanzun's magic treasure hut, and said softly not far from the door of the hut, "Uncle Ye, I'm here."
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