Chapter 65

"Have the guts to come over!"

When Fang Ling said this, his voice was not loud, but many of those present instantly felt the meaning behind the young man's words.

This was not directed at Duliang Lengzhan, but at all those who had ulterior motives.

"Have the guts to come over, I'll wait for you!"

When Fang Ling said this, he thought he could remain calm, but after he finished speaking, he felt a surge of excitement!

This time, although Fang Ling appeared very calm about the rumors, a flame had been burning inside him all along.

A flame that wanted to ignite!

He knew very well that even if he said he did not obtain the treasures from the Golden Core True Person's cave, it would be in vain.

Since that was the case, why waste words!

Whoever harbors greed, I will kill with one sword!

"Have the guts to come over!"

Under Fang Ling's gaze, Lengzhan's heart trembled, and for a moment, he felt a sense of fear towards this young man.

This feeling made Lengzhan very uncomfortable.

Over the years, besides cultivation, he had been honing himself through killing. It was not just to improve his cultivation, but also to strengthen his will.

Now, to tremble at the words of a young man was an unforgivable mistake.

He looked at Fang Ling and said coldly, "Wait, in the Path of Immortality, I will definitely cut off your head!"

As he spoke, Lengzhan provocatively licked his lips at Fang Ling.

Fang Ling did not speak, he looked forward, no longer engaging in pointless arguments.

"Good one, have the guts to come over!" A rough middle-aged man in his forties laughed heartily, "This kid is full of spirit, very much to my liking. If he can pass the Path of Immortality, we Qingyuan Sect will take him in!"

The big man stood on a platform a thousand feet above Fang Ling and the others. In front of the platform, a large stone wall glowed with green light, and every move of Fang Ling and the others was displayed on the platform.

"A headstrong person, only your Qingyuan Sect would want him. Our Jiulian Sect would not take someone who knows he has been framed but still insists on going down a blind alley," a thin man nearby said with disdain.

The fierce big man from Qingyuan Sect's face immediately changed, and he said coldly, "Jin Wu Lu, I heard you recently refined a top-tier magical weapon, the Taiyin Sword. Why don't you let me see its wonders!"

"Li Gui, I also want to see if your Shapao Sword Technique has made any new progress," Jin Wu Lu coldly snorted, not backing down.

Such a fiery conversation naturally drew the attention of the other three people. As the only woman among the five, a thirty-year-old woman from Chunyu Valley smiled at everything, as if she were enjoying two men showing off their muscles.

The other two, middle-aged men in Daoist robes with only early Foundation Establishment cultivation, merely glanced up and then focused on a map in their hands, as if it contained endless secrets.

Finally, the fifty-year-old man in charge spoke calmly, "Brothers Dao, the sect has entrusted us five with the responsibility of overseeing this Path of Immortality. This is a sign of trust from the sect's True Persons!"

"Now, everything should focus on the Path of Immortality. If you want to spar, there will be plenty of time later."

A hint of coldness flashed in Jin Wu Lu's eyes, but he then laughed heartily, "Senior Brother Mu is right, I will follow Senior Brother Mu's arrangements!"

Although Li Gui appeared rough, he was not rash. Seeing Jin Wu Lu's words, he also said solemnly, "Then after this Path of Immortality is over, I will learn from Brother Jin's Taiyin Sword."

The woman from Chunyu Valley saw the storm pass so quickly and felt a bit disappointed. But she still smiled at Senior Brother Mu, "Senior Brother Mu, it's been years since we met, and your cultivation has already reached the peak of Foundation Establishment. Perhaps next time we meet, we will have to call you Senior Uncle Mu!"

The woman's words made the faces of those present change. Although they had already noticed Senior Brother Mu's cultivation when they arrived, noticing was one thing, and saying it was another.

Even the middle-aged man from Zhen Dao Sect, who had been looking at the map, now looked up from it.

Their expressions varied, but the only constant in their eyes was envy.

Envy for Senior Brother Mu.

Senior Brother Mu's face did not show any pride, but he sighed, "The path to the Golden Core, one in a hundred. Although I have taken a step ahead, I might be stuck for a lifetime and unable to advance."

"Rather, Fairy Feng has extraordinary talent and has a greater chance of advancing than us."

Fairy Feng, who did not expect Senior Brother Mu to shift the focus to her, said coyly, "Senior Brother Mu, you are too kind. Compared to you, I am far behind."

As she spoke, her plump body trembled, and although the male cultivators had already achieved some mastery in mental cultivation, they still felt their minds waver.

The middle-aged man who had not spoken before said bitterly, "Seeking the Dao is harder than ascending to the blue sky!"

When he said this, the faces of the other four showed not only agreement but also a hint of something else.

This hint was a mix of sympathy and anticipation.

Finally, Li Gui from Qingyuan Sect said loudly, "Senior Brother Tong, although your Zhen Dao Sect's cultivation is difficult, once you advance, you are unmatched among peers!"

Senior Brother Tong shook his head, a bit gloomily, "A Nine Palace Map, I have spent a hundred years and only refined half of it. Without sufficient spiritual energy, sigh, it's not worth mentioning!"

His words made the atmosphere among the five a bit gloomy, and for a moment, no one spoke.

Just then, the woman suddenly said, "The person who spoke just now seemed to be called Fang Ling. In that case, it might not be possible for Senior Brother Li to take him in."

"His name is Fang Ling?" Li Gui's face also changed.

The expressions of the other three also changed, and finally, Senior Brother Mu said, "Yes, that young man is called Fang Ling."

"Ha ha ha, so he is Fang Ling. I wonder what he will look like when he finds out we won't take him in after he passes the Path of Immortality!" Jin Wu Lu seemed to regain some face, his words filled with schadenfreude.

Li Gui glared fiercely at Jin Wu Lu, then looked at Senior Brother Mu, "Senior Brother Mu, when I came, I didn't understand why the seniors gave such instructions."

Senior Brother Mu shook his head and said solemnly, "I don't understand either, but this is the sect's decision, and we must follow it!"

"I have heard a bit about the reason," Jin Wu Lu chuckled, "The reason Fang Ling cannot be taken into the sect is simple: a powerful figure does not want Fang Ling to cultivate successfully."

"Who is this powerful figure?" Li Gui asked urgently.

"A figure that even the five major sects of our Lu Kingdom cannot afford to offend!" Jin Wu Lu glanced at Li Gui, "I said this here, I hope all of you can keep it confidential."

"Senior Brother Jin, just say it, we promise not to spread it," Fairy Feng giggled, with infinite sincerity.

Jin Wu Lu said in a low voice, "I heard from a senior that this matter involves a powerful figure from the Zhenhuan Palace."

The mention of Zhenhuan Palace immediately changed the expressions of the other four.

Especially the man surnamed Tong from Zhen Dao Sect, whose face became even more gloomy.

Senior Brother Mu smiled, "Thank you, Senior Jin, for enlightening us. I think we should talk less about this matter."

"Clang"

A light chime sounded, and the green-glowing jade wall became blurry, making it impossible to see any figures.

After the five people's gazes lingered on the green-glowing jade wall for a while, Fairy Feng said first, "The great array set up by Zhen Dao Sect is truly a marvel of craftsmanship!"

The man surnamed Tong's face changed, and he finally sighed.

This sigh seemed to carry infinite meaning, but the eyes of the others were more filled with schadenfreude.

"Everyone, the five days will pass in a blink. Let's wait patiently!" As Senior Brother Mu spoke, he landed on a green stone, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

After exchanging glances, the others also each occupied a green stone, closed their eyes, and remained silent.

The platform was completely quiet!

At this moment, Fang Ling naturally did not know what those people on the platform, who decided his fate, were saying.

The platform he was on was once again shrouded in mist. In this mist, Fang Ling found that there was no one around him.

Just as he was about to focus and look carefully into the mist, he suddenly found everything brightening, and he appeared in a green and lush landscape.

"Fang Ling, are you thirsty? Have some water!" A fashionable, cute woman gently handed him a bottle of mineral water.

The woman looked very familiar to Fang Ling.

"Click!"

"Fang Director, Liu Director, I won't disturb you two. I'll just take a photo and leave!" A man with a camera quickly left, laughing.

This was a scenic area, and he was leading a tour group...

For a moment, Fang Ling's mind wavered, and the woman beside him, who had given him water, said with a smile, "You haven't eaten all morning. Are you hungry? If you are, I'll get you something to eat."

When did Liu Qian become so nice to me? Fang Ling had always had a good impression of Liu Qian at the travel agency, but she had always been distant.

"Xiao Ling, you said you would always love me. After we go back, you will come home with me, and then we will get married. What do you think?"

As Liu Qian said this, she gently leaned into Fang Ling's arms.

At this moment, Fang Ling even smelled the faint fragrance that filled his arms.

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