Chapter 87

After returning to his cave, Qin Fengming's heart had yet to calm down. (www..com)

He took out the magical artifact bestowed by the sect, a three-inch-long golden rope appeared in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, he infused it with spiritual energy.

In an instant, the rope suddenly extended to over ten feet long. With a point of his finger, a boulder in front of him was instantly bound. Seeing this, Qin Fengming immediately became extremely excited. This high-quality magical artifact would be an excellent weapon for ambushing and trapping enemies.

If he could catch the enemy off guard and secretly deploy it to bind the opponent, he could do as he pleased. Pleased, he put the rope away and fully immersed himself in cultivation.

The ore deposit battle was approaching, and he needed to use this limited time to consolidate his realm.

Before he knew it, several months had passed. One day, Qin Fengming suddenly received a voice message, instructing him to prepare all his tools and gather at the main hall of Yunque Peak the morning after tomorrow.

Qin Fengming knew that the day to set out for the ore deposit battle had finally arrived.

Soon after the forty disciples gathered in the main hall, Wang Zongzhu and over a dozen hall masters and enforcers accompanied two middle-aged men appeared at the entrance of the hall.

One of them had a sharp mouth and a monkey-like face, with no trace of a smile. Qin Fengming recognized him as the Western Gate Uncle. The other middle-aged man walked in the middle, seemingly even more prestigious than the Western Gate Uncle, but he did not know who he was.

The moment these two appeared, an invisible pressure enveloped everyone, causing them to be greatly startled.

After listening to Wang Zongzhu's introduction, they learned that the middle-aged man was actually a mid-stage Core Formation elder, and he was the direct senior of Sister Zeng, whom Qin Fengming knew.

He had also heard from Brother Wang that Sister Zeng had a senior who was a Core Formation elder of the Luoxia Sect. He never thought he would meet him now. He glanced at Sister Zeng, seeing her beautiful face devoid of any expression, not knowing what she was thinking.

Wang Zongzhu did not say much this time, only informing them: "Today, we will set out for the Blood Refining Sect to participate in the once-every-thirty-years spiritual ore battle. I hope everyone works together and achieves good results."

Uncle Zeng and Uncle Western Gate also did not say much, only warning everyone to follow orders and not act alone. Then everyone left the main hall.

Outside the main hall, Uncle Zeng waved his hand, and a green and red double-colored giant fan, about fifty feet in size, appeared in the sky. Uncle Western Gate simultaneously deployed a silk-like magical artifact, which expanded to several dozen feet in the wind. The two magical artifacts released a stunning spiritual pressure, making everyone feel a deep respect.

The disciples looked at the two magical artifacts in the sky, all showing shock. Core Formation seniors were indeed extraordinary, able to easily control such large magical artifacts to fly. If it were them, they might not even be able to activate the magical artifacts properly.

For the current Qin Fengming, controlling a magical artifact to fly was no longer a problem, but for long-term flight, he still preferred to use the Air Control Technique or talismans, as controlling a magical artifact consumed too much spiritual energy.

Seeing the two uncles control such large magical artifacts and carry dozens of people, one could imagine how profound their spiritual energy was.

At Uncle Western Gate's command, everyone split into two groups and boarded the two magical artifacts. Under the influence of spiritual energy, the two magical artifacts flashed with spiritual light, emitted a hum, and shot into the sky, quickly turning into a black dot and disappearing in the distance.

Standing behind the disciples, Qin Fengming had never experienced such speed in controlling a magical artifact to fly. His original Air Control Technique was less than one-fifth of the current speed.

Thinking about the huge gap between himself and the two uncles, Qin Fengming felt a surge of excitement. Looking at the uncle controlling the magical artifact in front of him, he secretly resolved to reach such a realm and obtain such great spiritual energy in the future.

The two uncles used concealment spells to hide everyone's figures, so even if they flew during the day, ordinary people could not discover them.

Even at such high speed, their group flew for five days.

Of course, the two uncles did not fly continuously. Due to the ample time, they would choose a location to land each day, allowing the disciples to rest.

The Blood Refining Sect's headquarters were located in the Blood-colored Mountains in the eastern part of the Daliang Kingdom. The entire mountain range was covered with reddish-brown rocks, and the plants in the mountains were mainly red cedars. The mountain range was rich in spiritual energy, comparable to the Haoyue Mountains.

From a high vantage point, it looked like an endless sea of blood, causing the disciples to be greatly astonished.

When the group arrived at the entrance of the Blood Refining Sect's protective array, several dozen Blood Refining Sect disciples were already there to welcome them.

Seeing the Luoxia Sect group, a man in his thirties flew forward, bowed, and said, "I am Hu Ming, a disciple of the Blood Refining Sect, welcoming the seniors of the Luoxia Sect. Please wait a moment, seniors and fellow daoists, while I inform our seniors."

As he spoke, one of the disciples threw a voice message into the air.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, two streaks of light shot from a distant peak. A spiritual pressure approached, and in an instant, they stopped in front of everyone, the pressure dissipating. One of them laughed and said,

"I wondered who was leading the group, it turns out to be Brother Zeng. It's been decades, I wonder if your Green Clarity Technique has become more powerful. Fellow Daoist Ximen still looks as spirited as ever, your spiritual energy has improved a lot, you must be close to a breakthrough, right?"

Seeing the newcomers, Uncle Zeng smiled slightly and said, "Old Monster Zhang, it's been decades, you haven't aged either. You must have wasted a lot of top-grade elixirs from your sect. This fellow daoist looks unfamiliar, is he a new addition to your sect?"

The two seemed very familiar, and their responses were very appropriate and concise, exchanging greetings in just a few words.

Uncle Ximen quickly bowed to the old man and said, "Brother Zhang, you flatter me. I am still far from a breakthrough."

The middle-aged man who came with Old Monster Zhang also quickly bowed. Just as he was about to speak, Old Monster Zhang laughed and said, "Brother Zeng has good eyesight. This is Brother Li Siquing, who broke through to the Core Formation stage ten years ago. I hope Brother Zeng will give him more guidance in the future."

Qin Fengming listened, realizing that this senior with unfathomable spiritual energy was an old acquaintance of Uncle Zeng. From his words, it seemed they might have competed before, but it was unclear who had the upper hand, suggesting they were evenly matched.

"This time, your Luoxia Sect is the first to arrive. The other sects have not yet arrived. The disciples of the Luoxia Sect will be arranged in the West Garden of Duguang Peak. The two of you can stay in the VIP Pavilion. What do you think?" Old Monster Zhang continued.

The two uncles nodded, saying nothing. Everyone followed Hu Ming into the Blood Refining Sect's protective array. The two uncles went with Old Monster Zhang.

The West Garden was located on the west side of a mountain peak that soared into the clouds. There were dozens of pavilions, one for each disciple, with several still vacant. This peak must be Duguang Peak.

The other three sides also had similar buildings to accommodate the other three sects. It seemed the Blood Refining Sect treated the four sects equally and was very hospitable.

After settling everyone, Hu Ming left five disciples behind, telling everyone that if they needed anything, they could inform these five. Any request would be fulfilled. He also informed them that there was a sparring ground at the top of Duguang Peak, which could be used for practice, but no one should be killed. Fighting in other areas was strictly prohibited, and violators would be expelled from the Blood Refining Sect.