Chapter 82

Su Shier was already in a good mood, and upon hearing these words, he became even more excited, his heart pounding fiercely.

As for Jiang Feixue's last remark, he didn't pay much attention to it.

This was because he happened to know the whereabouts of a piece of琉璃金 (liuli jin, a type of golden glass). The female cultivator surnamed Chu, who had sold him the talismans, had used a piece of golden glass to lure and kill other cultivators during the trial.

"Hmm! I'll try to keep an eye out for it. Since this evil pit can produce such a pure yang spirit fire, the probability of a Golden Holy Spring existing here is quite high."

"Let's hurry. With this pseudo-spiritual weapon, even if there's danger, we can still handle it to some extent."

Su Shier smiled and nodded, speaking hurriedly.

After leaving the cave, the two of them didn't waste any time and continued along the route marked on the map, heading towards the location of the Golden Holy Spring.

The terrain of this evil pit was uneven, and the two of them had to climb over mountains and hills, expending a great deal of effort before they finally reached a mountain hollow.

Their position was the highest point.

Looking down, the mountain hollow was filled with boulders. Nearly a thousand figures were gathered in groups of three or five.

In the middle of the crowd, three cultivators at the ninth level of the Qi Condensation stage were engaged in a magical duel: a tall and sturdy man with a resolute face, who was the leader of the group of twenty they had encountered when they first entered the evil pit; a fifty-year-old Taoist wearing a deep blue robe and holding a duster as a magical weapon; and a woman in her forties, dressed simply but with a beautiful face.

The three of them exchanged attacks, their figures intertwining, and bursts of astonishing energy waves continuously erupted. The other cultivators, seeing this, quickly retreated to a distance, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire.

Next to the three, a giant stone about the height of a person stood. At the top of the stone, a depression the size of a head was filled with a golden liquid.

A dense aura of pure yang spirit energy was emanating from this liquid!

"That's the Golden Holy Spring?!" Su Shier's gaze fell, and his heart began to race.

"It can't be wrong! It looks exactly like the legends! However... with so many people eyeing it, it won't be easy to take the Golden Holy Spring away!"

Jiang Feixue was also excited, but as she spoke, she propped her chin in her hand, deep in thought.

"Let's not rush. Let's observe the situation first. If it's not possible, we'll have to give up." Su Shier shook his head and pulled Jiang Feixue to crouch down in a high place.

"I didn't expect even Qingyang Zhenren Lin Qingyang and Lashou Xiangu Tao Ting to be here!"

"They are notorious figures within a hundred miles. It seems there's no hope now!"

"It's all that damned old man's fault, trying to have his cake and eat it too, infuriating!" Jiang Feixue thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a good plan.

In her view, even if she and Su Shier combined their cultivation, they wouldn't stand a chance.

This made her very frustrated, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself, harboring resentment towards the old man.

Su Shier shook his head with a bitter smile, watching the situation in the mountain hollow, not holding out much hope.

With so many cultivators, including experts at the ninth level of the Qi Condensation stage, he had no chance of success with his current strength.

For him, taking risks was fine, but courting death was out of the question!

The three were fighting intensely, various dazzling spells and attacks flying through the air. They seemed powerful, but each was holding back to some extent.

"Boom!"

With a loud explosion, the three separated.

The tall and sturdy middle-aged man, with a cold face, suddenly suggested, "Lin Qingyang, Tao Ting, you two are also famous Qi Condensation experts. Continuing this fight will benefit none of us."

"Why don't we divide the Golden Holy Spring into three parts, and each take one?"

"I have no objections!"

The Taoist in the deep blue robe draped his duster over his forearm and turned to look at the nearby beautiful woman. "I wonder what Lashou Xiangu Tao Daoist thinks?"

"Hmph! Since you two agree, why ask me!" Tao Ting narrowed her eyes and pouted, speaking in a bad temper.

As she spoke, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, and her gaze quickly swept over the Taoist named Lin Qingyang.

"Alright! Let's go together and each take a portion." The middle-aged man, not noticing the woman's unusual behavior, nodded and continued.

With that, the three walked towards the giant stone in the middle.

Seeing their actions, the other cultivators around them shook their heads in disappointment, no longer holding out any hope.

With three ninth-level Qi Condensation experts in agreement, they had no chance at all.

On the high slope beside the mountain hollow, Su Shier watched the scene, narrowing his eyes and saying calmly, "That man is in trouble!"

"Who?" Jiang Feixue was taken aback.

"The middle-aged man in white! The Taoist and the woman are clearly a team!" Su Shier said calmly.

"How is that possible! Daoist Qingyang and Lashou Xiangu are notorious for not getting along in this area. They fight whenever they meet, hoping to kill each other!"

Jiang Feixue immediately spoke, her first reaction being disbelief.

These two were very famous around the Thousand Mountains Market, and as someone who was well-informed, she knew the most about such information.

Su Shier smiled faintly, not explaining much, and continued to watch the scene with narrowed eyes.

If these three, the strongest in the area, were to fight and weaken each other, it would be a good thing for him.

Could it be... these two really have a problem?

Jiang Feixue turned to glance at Su Shier's side face, hesitated for a moment, and then placed her hand on her waist, gently shaking a small bell.

The bell shook, but made no sound at all.

In the mountain hollow, the man in white paused in his steps, then pretended nothing was wrong and walked to the giant stone with the other two.

Just as the three reached out to take the Golden Holy Spring, a sudden change occurred.

"Kill!"

Daoist Qingyang and Lashou Xiangu's eyes turned cold, and two powerful streams of true essence energy surged out. One activated the duster in his hand, while the other spat out a pink pearl.

The two attacks rushed towards the man in white at lightning speed.

"Hmph! Seeking death!"

The man in white was enraged, grunting as a red circular canopy flew out of his hand.

The canopy emitted a brilliant red light, protecting him.

Then, the duster transformed into thousands of long threads, and the pink pearl struck the canopy together.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion.

The man in white staggered, retreating over ten steps.

Even though he was prepared, facing two cultivators of similar strength, he still struggled to hold his ground.

"Master!"

Not far away, the more than twenty people who had come with the man in white changed color, each drawing out their magical weapons and aiming at Daoist Qingyang and Lashou Xiangu.

The man in white steadied himself and quickly drew a black broadsword.

"Lin Qingyang! Tao Ting! I didn't expect you to be a team."

"Are you sure you can bear the consequences of daring to oppose our Divine Casting Manor?!"