Chapter 7

The vast sky was shrouded in clouds and mist.

The distance to the Xuanjian Sect was a staggering 108,000 li.

Even with the cultivation of Ye Qianchan and her companions, they had to use their utmost strength and still spent an entire day to reach their destination.

It wasn't until nightfall that their figures finally appeared at the foot of the mountain.

"Stop! Outsiders are not allowed to enter the Xuanjian Sect."

"It's me, Senior Brother Liu."

Ye Qianchan smiled and shook her head, stepping forward to greet the Xuanjian Sect disciple with a bow.

"Y-Y-Ye... Ghost! It's a ghost!!"

However, what no one expected was that upon seeing Ye Qianchan's face clearly, the two mountain guards immediately activated the spirit talismans in their hands and fled in a panic.

"Buzz!"

In the sky, a golden glow suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire Xuanjian Mountain as bright as daylight.

Before Ye Qianchan and the others could react, powerful auras surged from the mountain peak, rushing toward them.

The scene was as if a demon sect was attacking the mountain, drawing out all the Xuanjian Sect's strong cultivators.

Especially the few leading figures, whose cultivation was terrifying, though not on par with Yue Qiuci, they were still considered the pinnacle of the Northern Wasteland.

"Father? Ancestor? What is this...?"

Ye Qianchan took light steps forward, hurriedly greeting them, fearing that they might rashly attack and offend the young master.

"Q-Q-Qianchan? No, who are you really!"

Among them, a middle-aged man in white, with a stern appearance, frowned and his lips trembled, clearly in disbelief.

Previously, Chu Yang had returned to the sect and reported that he encountered a powerful demon sect cultivator outside the secret realm, who had slaughtered everyone.

He had assumed that Ye Qianchan, not being at the agreed location, must have returned to the Xuanjian Sect.

But when he rushed back to the sect, he found no trace of Ye Qianchan, causing him to panic.

Given Yue Qiuci's methods and character, she would not leave any survivors.

And the reason Chu Yang did not object was that the major sects of the Northern Wasteland had been secretly targeting the Xuanjian Sect for years, and they truly deserved their fate.

But he never dreamed that his junior sister Qianchan would also fall victim.

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Look!! That young man is holding... Yue Qiuci!"

"What? Yue Qiuci?!"

A cry of shock suddenly echoed through the crowd.

Immediately, countless gasps resounded, and all the Xuanjian Sect disciples' faces were filled with intense shock and fear.

Especially at that moment, the demon sect's female emperor, who looked down on all living beings, was now being held by the black-clothed youth like a dead... dog, which was truly unbelievable.

"Q-Q-Qianchan? You're really not dead?!"

Seeing this, Ye Liuyun's eyes narrowed sharply, equally filled with shock and fear.

"If you're being coerced, blink your eyes."

Demon sect cultivators were always full of tricks, and even at this moment, Ye Liuyun did not let down his guard.

Chu Yang, as a Xuanjian Sect disciple and his personal disciple, would never lie.

And in the entire Northern Wasteland, who could reduce Yue Qiuci to such a half-dead state?

When something unusual happens, there must be a reason!

Could it be a feigned move by the demon sect?

But looking at Yue Qiuci's swollen face and shattered... dantian, Ye Liuyun was puzzled.

Was this performance too realistic?

"Hmph!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao's face immediately turned cold.

Then, a soul pressure that could ascend to immortality surged through the heavens, sweeping across the sky.

The vigilance on Ye Liuyun and others' faces instantly froze.

I... giao!

What kind of aura is this?

A young man actually possesses such vast and terrifying aura?

Suddenly, Ye Liuyun seemed to understand something, and seeing Yue Qiuci's miserable state, he no longer found it surprising.

"Q-Q-Qianchan! Why don't you introduce this young master to us

?"

Ye Liuyun bowed, with a thick, sincere smile.

"Father, this is Young Master Ling, from..."

"I understand! I understand! Young Master Ling's visit to the Xuanjian Sect is a great honor. Quick... prepare a banquet, we'll feast tonight!!"

Ye Liuyun descended from the sky, his expression extremely humble, "Young Master, please come in!"

"Hmm."

Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, his face showing no significant emotion.

To be honest, people of this level were not even worthy of being his servants, let alone anything else.

But!

Just as he was about to step toward the mountain peak, a white-clothed young man suddenly walked out from the crowd and bowed deeply to Ling Xiao.

"Young Master, dealing with a demon sect villain like Yue Qiuci would only dirty your hands. I, Xiao Ge, am willing to take care of it for you."

"Hmm?"

Ling Xiao's eyebrows slightly raised, a smile hidden at the corner of his mouth, and he casually tossed a pill to the young man.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Brother Xiao."

"Young Master..."

Xiao Ge caught the pill, the scent of the medicine filling his nose, causing his body to tremble and his bones to feel numb.

The spirit pill itself was not important!

What mattered was that this mysterious young master actually called him Brother Xiao!

Brother Xiao!!

A supreme genius who had surpassed the sect master, ancestors, and numerous elders, called him Brother Xiao!!

The happiness of a sycophant can sometimes be so simple and unadorned.

"This is... a third-grade spirit pill?!"

Around the mountain peak, cries of shock immediately echoed.

In the Northern Wasteland, a third-grade spirit pill was absolutely a top-tier treasure.

And this young master casually gave one to Xiao Ge.

The manner in which he did it was as if he was discarding a common object.

"Thank you, Young Master! Your generosity leaves me in awe."

Xiao Ge's face showed a look of being overwhelmed by favor, but the joy in his eyes was genuine.

Even many of the surrounding disciples' eyes flashed with envy.

If they had known that a little flattery could earn them a third-grade spirit pill, they would have knelt down and kowtowed to the young master right away.

Brothers, is it too late to kowtow now?

Xiao Ge hesitated for a moment, but ultimately, under the envious gazes of the crowd, he put the pill in his mouth.

"Buzz."

Next, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst forth from Xiao Ge's body!

In a short moment, his aura directly broke through from the peak of the Spirit Void Realm to the Spirit Awakening Realm!!

"Swallow."

The entire mountain instantly fell silent!

Everyone looked at the black-clothed young master in the crowd, their eyes filled with deep longing.

What do cultivators care about?

Spirit treasures and cultivation!

But these were all external things!!

Only by having a strong cultivation realm could one survive in this world.

Since they were on this path, everyone was striving to cultivate and improve their realm, but a single pill casually bestowed by this young master could help someone break through their realm?!

At this moment, no one cared about Yue Qiuci's slaughter of the Northern Wasteland's geniuses anymore.

Everyone was thinking about how to get along well with this mysterious Young Master Ling.

Even Ye Liuyun's eyes flashed with a hint of greed.

With his discernment, how could he not see through Ling Xiao's background?

If the Xuanjian Sect could seize this opportunity to become the young master's dog, who in the Northern Wasteland, or even the entire Four Wastelands, would dare to challenge them?

It was said that in the Northern Wasteland, an ancient clan had an ancestor who ascended to the Holy State eight generations ago, and they were still boasting about it.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiao casually waved his hand, ignoring the longing in everyone's eyes, and stepped toward the mountain peak.

As the saying goes, at home, one relies on parents, but outside, one relies on the treasures of one's parents.