Chapter 65

Soon, the hall doors opened, and everyone walked in.

In the spacious hall, the sect master Zhuo Bufan sat in the center, with a few grand elders sitting beside him.

Chen Feng and the others entered and respectfully bowed.

"You ten are the outstanding ones in our outer sect's grand competition. You are the greatest hope and the strongest new force of the sect!"

"Therefore, you have the qualifications to enter the inner sect, receive more resources, and cultivate in the blessed land!"

Zhuo Bufan said solemnly to everyone.

"You should all know that in our Danyang County, there are ten primary sects, all located near the Qinglin Mountain Range. The Qinglin Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles, and it is filled with countless spiritual treasures."

"Among them, the three major sects located on the western side of the Qinglin Mountain Range are: Qianyuan Sect, Qingmu Gate, and Jinguang Gate!"

"Just a month ago, we discovered a small world deep in the western part of the Qinglin Mountain Range! It is called: Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land."

"The Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land spans eight hundred miles and has grown for eight thousand years!"

"The three sects discovered it almost simultaneously and competed for it, unable to reach a decision. In the end, they agreed to select elite experts, ten from each sect, to compete in the Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land! The final victor will own this small world!"

"To avoid damaging the foundation of each sect, the strength is limited to the Postnatal Realm! For our Qianyuan Sect, you ten will represent us!"

Everyone was shocked!

Including the elders, who were also hearing this news for the first time.

Zhuo Bufan smiled slightly and continued:

"The Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land has grown for eight thousand years and has never been touched by anyone. It contains countless rare treasures. According to the rules, any rare treasures obtained from inside belong to the individual."

This time, the elders were in an uproar, looking at the ten disciples with envy, even the grand elders were no exception.

A small world, containing the essence of heaven and earth, naturally produces heavenly treasures. Moreover, the Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land has not been touched for eight thousand years. How many good things must be inside?

Countless!

Chen Feng and the others were also extremely excited. They could imagine that after this trip to the Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land, their strength would definitely increase greatly!

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Qianyuan Sect has been established for a thousand years, and such a good thing has only happened once."

Zhuo Bufan said solemnly: "If we win in the end, the sect will offer extremely generous rewards! Everyone, you must do your utmost and work together for Qianyuan Sect, and fight this battle!"

His gaze was cold as he scanned the faces of the ten disciples: "If anyone is found to harm fellow disciples in the Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land and does not unite against outsiders, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Everyone was solemn and quickly lowered their heads in agreement.

"Alright, the Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land battle will begin in a month. Go back and cultivate well! Don't let the sect down!"

Chen Feng and Han Cong left the hall.

On the square in front of the hall, Qin Moling and Ran Changling stood side by side, staring at Chen Feng's departing back.

Ran Changling gritted his teeth: "I want him dead!"

"Killing him is not difficult!"

Qin Moling smiled slightly: "Killing him now would leave obvious traces, but making him die in an accident during the Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land training is enough."

"Good, then the task of killing him is yours!" Ran Changling said decisively.

"Ran Shao, you promised me that thing..."

"Don't worry!" Ran Changling said impatiently: "As long as you kill Chen Feng, I will take care of that thing for you. My aunt is Ran Yuxue, who in the inner sect would dare not give her face?"

"Then I am relieved!"

Qin Moling smiled coldly: "Ran Shao, rest assured, Chen Feng will definitely die!"

...

There was still a month before the Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land battle.

For Chen Feng, a month was enough time to do many things.

He first went to the Task Hall to accept tasks.

After several days of cultivation, he was now penniless, having used up all his spirit stones. He had to find a way to earn more spirit stones.

His cultivation speed was indeed very fast, but it also consumed a lot of spirit stones.

The sect would issue many tasks for the disciples to complete, mostly involving hunting certain beasts or gathering medicinal herbs, with rewards mostly in spirit stones.

Accepting tasks, earning spirit stones, and gaining experience while also obtaining some good things, it was a win-win situation, why not do it?

The Task Hall was located in the middle of Broken Arrow Peak, bustling with people coming and going to accept and complete tasks.

The hall was crowded with people.

When Chen Feng arrived, someone shouted: "Chen Feng, Senior Brother Chen, is here!"

Suddenly, the hall fell silent, and everyone stopped talking, turning their eyes to Chen Feng.

A path automatically opened in the crowd, allowing Chen Feng to pass.

Many disciples looked at Chen Feng with admiration, looking up to him!

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "This is the kind of life I like."

In Qianyuan Sect, strength was openly respected, and junior disciples called those with higher strength "Senior Brother" or "Senior Sister."

At this moment, most people in the Task Hall were older than Chen Feng, but they still had to call him "Senior Brother"!