Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

"so!
Please don't make things too difficult for your cousins!
To avoid putting too much pressure on them and causing them to underperform, which would look bad.

As Cheng Benhai spoke, he deliberately dragged out his words, glancing sideways at Cheng Xiang and the others with his "I understand, I understand everything" little adult-like demeanor, which was both infuriating and amusing.

"Xiao Hai is absolutely right!"

Cheng Qing'er immediately jumped out to support her, hands on her hips, looking utterly disappointed.
"They have eaten spiritual rice for many more years than us, cultivated for many more years, and have the supernatural powers personally passed down by their ancestor. Dealing with three demonic beasts of the same level is a piece of cake for them."

"You're dawdling now, I think it's because you haven't been practicing diligently enough!"

"That's it!"

The other children joined in the commotion, their innocent words piercing the heart.

"Sister Qing'er is right!"
"If I had their cultivation level, I wouldn't be afraid of five, let alone three!"

"I think it's because the Ancestor was too kind to them usually!"

"They might not even be as brave as us!"

The chattering discussions were like tiny needles pricking the hearts of the young cultivators.

Especially Cheng Fayan, who was always impatient and hot-tempered, felt a surge of hot blood rush to his head, his face turned red, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

He could no longer contain himself; his eyes widened, and he was about to stride out, readily agreeing.

However, as soon as she took a step, her sleeve was gently pulled by a soft yet firm invisible force.

Looking to the side, he saw Cheng Huixiang, who was usually calm and intelligent, giving him urgent instructions with her eyes, her brows furrowed, her head slightly shaking, and her lips moving silently, clearly saying, "Be careful, don't act rashly."

Cheng Fayan naturally knew that Cheng Huixiang was worried that he would suffer a loss due to recklessness.

But his ears were filled with the unrestrained "childish words" of the younger generation, and before him was the patriarch's ambiguous smile. At this moment, his dignity and courage as an elder brother and as a cultivator were completely ignited.

He jerked away, breaking free from the invisible barrier, and bowed deeply towards Cheng Buzheng and Cheng Ping'an, his voice exceptionally loud with emotion:
"Ancestor! Clan Chief! We are willing to accept the test!"

I would never dare to dishonor the Cheng family's reputation, and I will certainly set a good example for my younger siblings!

With this remark,
Like a stone thrown into water, ripples spread.

Cheng Xiang, Cheng Huiyuan, and the others sighed inwardly, knowing that the arrow was on the bowstring and they had no choice but to release it.

The other young cultivators had no choice but to suppress their last hesitation, bow, and respond in unison:
"We are willing to be tested!"

"Good! That's more like it!"

Cheng Buzheng clapped his hands and laughed, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"If that's the case, then who is willing to be the vanguard and the first to go down?"
"So that my younger siblings can see the demeanor of their older brothers?"

The scene fell silent again.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment. The first to go on stage had no precedent to follow and faced the greatest pressure, especially against three unknown monsters of the same level. No one dared to say they were fully confident.

For a moment, no one responded.

Just then, a barely audible sigh rang out.

Standing a little behind the crowd, Cheng Huixiang, with her gentle demeanor and handsome features, slowly walked out.

His steps were not fast, but unusually steady, as if each step was firmly planted on solid ground.

He first nodded slightly to his elder brothers, Cheng Xiang and Cheng Fayan, then turned and bowed again solemnly to Cheng Buzheng and Cheng Ping'an, his voice calm and composed:

“Ancestor, clan leader, my brothers still need to consider a plan, so let Huixiang go ahead and scout the way.”

Upon seeing that it was Cheng Huixiang who stepped forward, the group of children waiting to watch the excitement from a distance became even more excited.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, especially Cheng Benhai, who had "stumbled" three days ago. He almost cheered, then quickly covered his mouth, his face turning bright red.

But his eyes gleamed with the excitement of "getting revenge."

"The Great Yin Man!"
"The 'Big Yin Man' was the first to go!"

Cheng Benhai lowered his voice and excitedly tugged at Cheng Qing'er's sleeve beside him.

"Hahaha!

The 'Great Yin Man' is going to fight three-headed monsters all by himself!
Let's see how he pretends now!
They're definitely going to get beaten to a pulp, screaming and crying!

A chubby-faced little boy rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Yeah!

We need to watch carefully, see which move he missed, which hit hurt him, and then we'll have a serious talk with him when we get back!

Cheng Qing'er's face lit up with excitement, and she chirped in agreement.

"Talking is no fun!"
It would be best to record his disheveled appearance with a photo recorder!
If he dares to cheat us again, we'll release him and let everyone judge!

"It's a tall, thin boy who's always full of tricks," suggested, a sly glint in his eyes.

"good idea!

Who brought the photo-taking stone? Hand it over now!

"I do not have it……"

"I don't have any either. That thing is quite expensive, and my dad didn't buy it for me."

After a brief moment of disappointment, a little girl with a soft voice and pigtails spoke timidly.

She pointed to Cheng Benchu, who had been standing quietly at the edge of the crowd, seemingly unaffected by the commotion:
“Um… I seem to remember… Brother Benchu… he had a recording stone… it was a gift from Grandfather Ping’an, specifically used to record magical practice and correct mistakes…”

brush!
All the children's eyes instantly turned to the quiet, almost unnoticeable figure—Cheng Benchu.

Cheng Benchu ​​remained expressionless, merely glancing briefly at the young girl who had spoken before calmly looking away.
It was as if what they were discussing had nothing to do with them.

"Brother Benchu?"

Cheng Qing'er tried calling out, her tone slightly ingratiating.

Cheng Benchu ​​did not respond.

"Brother Benchu, can we borrow your photo stone for a little while? We'll return it to you after we finish recording 'The Big Yin Man'!"

The chubby-faced boy also came over.

Cheng Benchu ​​lowered his eyelids slightly and remained silent.

"We can trade you pills!"
"Qi Gathering Pills! I saved two!"

"It's a chubby boy from a wealthy family," he said, enduring the pain.

"I have three too!"

"I have a bottle of medicinal powder to aid in body tempering!"

The little ones started using "bribes".

Cheng Benchu ​​finally raised his eyes, his gaze calmly sweeping over the faces—some eager, some expectant, some cunning.
Finally, his gaze swept past the crowd and landed on the light screen in the distance, where the spiritual light was becoming increasingly solid and the aura increasingly dangerous.
And the handsome figure standing alone in front of the light screen, preparing to step into it.

He remained silent for a moment, just as the little ones thought they were about to run into a wall again...
He slowly reached out and took out a palm-sized, smooth, mirror-like blue stone with simple cloud patterns engraved on its edges from an inconspicuous old storage bag at his waist.

It is a photo-taking stone.

He didn't hand it to anyone, but simply held it in his hand, his gaze returning to the direction of the light screen, his tone calm and utterly unmoving:
"If you want to see, find a place to stand."

"Don't block my way."

The children were taken aback at first, then overjoyed, and didn't care about Cheng Benchu's indifferent attitude.

next moment.

They immediately scattered, each searching for the best "viewing" spot, their eyes fixed intently on the barrier screen, afraid of missing any detail.

Cheng Benhai clenched his small fists nervously, his eyes fixed on the ground, silently repeating to himself:

fall!
Make sure you fall hard!

In front of the barrier, Cheng Huixiang seemed oblivious to the "little actions" of the younger generation behind her.

He closed his eyes slightly, adjusted his breathing, and his aura became increasingly calm and focused.

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes, which were clear and calm, without any hesitation or apprehension, only a focus as deep as an ancient well.

He nodded to Cheng Buzheng and Cheng Ping'an one last time, then turned around and, with steady steps, stepped into the protective barrier that was filled with spiritual light and whose aura was becoming increasingly ferocious.

As Cheng Huixiang stepped onto the screen...

The barrier light curtain, which had developed a crack, healed itself and became completely sealed.

next moment.

Three fierce and violent auras suddenly erupted from three directions within the light screen without warning, stirring up clouds of dust.

"Roar--!"

"Ow—!"

"hiss--!"

Three distinct yet equally awe-inspiring roars erupted almost simultaneously.

Once the dust has settled...

Three different-looking demonic beasts, each exuding terrifying demonic aura of the second-tier high-grade (equivalent to the late stage of Foundation Establishment), surrounded Cheng Hui in a triangular formation.

On the left is a "Flame Armored Tyrant Lizard" with barbs on its back and a fiery red body. It stands on all fours, and with each breath, it spews out scorching sparks from its nostrils, quickly scorching and cracking the ground beneath its feet.

On the right, a lithe, blue-furred "Lightning Cloud Leopard" lay silently, its body coiled with fine blue electric snakes that crackled softly. Its vertical pupils were fixed on Cheng Huixiang, moving so fast that only a blur remained.

The most terrifying sight is directly ahead.

It was a "two-headed rock python," with two ferocious snake heads raised high, one spewing poisonous mist and the other conjuring rock spikes. Its massive body rolled across the ground, leaving deep ravines, and its earthy yellow demonic power was as heavy as a wall, making it hard to breathe.

Any one of these three demonic beasts, taken out individually, would be enough to make cultivators of the same level take them seriously.

At this moment, the three heads emerged simultaneously, their demonic auras intertwined, subtly forming an encirclement, their ferocity overwhelming.

Outside the light screen, there was an instant silence.

The little ones who were just moments ago chattering excitedly, discussing how they wanted to see the "big groin man" make a fool of himself...
At this moment, their eyes widened, their faces turning pale.

I involuntarily held my breath.

Even the most carefree Cheng Benhai instinctively covered his mouth, his dark eyes filled with horror.

Cheng Qing'er gripped the sleeves of her younger siblings tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Only Cheng Benchu ​​remained calm.

However, his clear eyes were fixed on the three-headed demonic beast within the light screen, more focused and bright than usual.

The young cultivators were deeply shaken, their palms sweating.

They had initially thought the test would involve ordinary second-tier demonic beasts...

Unexpectedly, the patriarch's move was of such caliber that it was considered one of the best among those of the same level.

Even the most ferocious species that seem to know how to cooperate!
Cheng Fayan's face also stiffened. He had just taken the lead in agreeing, but now he realized how much pressure Cheng Huixiang was under.
Cheng Huiyuan sighed softly, her eyes filled with even more worry.

Cheng Buzheng's smile remained unchanged as he quietly gazed at the light screen before him.

Cheng Ping'an, who was standing not far to his side, nodded slightly.

He seemed quite satisfied with the "quality" of the three demonic beasts.

Inside the light curtain...

Despite being surrounded by three demonic beasts, Cheng Huixiang showed little panic on her face.

He took a deep breath, his eyes instantly turning sharp as knives, and his aura abruptly changed, completely losing its usual gentle and reserved quality.

Instead, it is a calm and steady fighting spirit that also contains a sharp edge.

Instead of rushing to make the first move, he moved his feet lightly, his figure like a willow catkin in the wind, subtly adjusting his position under the lock-on aura of the three demonic beasts, trying to break the newly formed encirclement.

The fastest of them all, the Lightning Cloud Leopard, was the first to launch an attack!

A flash of blue lightning appeared, leaving only an afterimage in its original position. Its true form appeared like a ghost to Cheng Huixiang's left, a sharp claw wrapped in violent lightning aimed straight at Cheng Huixiang's back!
The speed is so fast that it is almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

However, as if she had eyes in the back of her head, Cheng Huixiang twisted her body strangely just before the claws reached her, narrowly avoiding them.

At the same time, he joined his right fingers like a sword and gave a low shout:
"town!"

hum!
An invisible, heavy force suddenly spread out from him—[Ten Directions Devouring Void Domain]!
Having entered the late stage of Foundation Establishment, his mastery of this divine ability clearly far surpasses that of those younger fellows.

The power it displayed was far beyond what those little guys could compare to!

And at this very moment...

Within a radius of ten zhang, the space seemed to be filled with an invisible swamp.

The Lightning Cloud Leopard's terrifying speed suddenly plummeted, and the eerie blue lightning became sluggish and dim.
A hint of anthropomorphic astonishment and rage flashed in its eyes.

The fire pillars spewed by the Flame Armored Lizard lost much of their power upon entering this area, and their flames weakened.

Even the poisonous mist spewed by the two-headed rock python and the rock spikes shot out were noticeably suppressed in speed and power.

But these three demonic beasts were ferocious after all. After a brief pause, they pounced on the enemy even more fiercely.

Despite the pressure from the domain, the Fiery Armored Lizard, its crimson armor gleaming brightly, charged straight at the attacker.
Like a burning chariot.

The two-headed rock python, with its two heads positioned on the left and right, was enveloped in venomous mist and its rock spikes shot out in perfect coordination.

Cheng Huixiang's expression was calm, and with the support of the spatial projection, her figure moved even more nimbly.

He didn't engage the demonic beasts in direct combat, but instead moved like a butterfly flitting among flowers, weaving through the gaps in the three demonic beasts' frenzied attacks.

Sometimes, he would use exquisite magic or sword energy to strike the vital points of the monsters, forcing them to retreat and disrupting their offensive rhythm.

He was looking for an opportunity, a chance to break the deadlock and create a decisive chance.

Facing a three-headed monster, attacking in a scattered manner will only put you in a more dangerous situation; you must defeat it one by one!

quickly!

He targeted the Flame Armored Lizard as his first target, as it posed the greatest threat to him and was also the most aggressive.

Through a clever maneuver, the pillar of fire spewed by the Flame Armored Lizard nearly collided with the rock spikes shot by the Two-Headed Rock Python.
Cheng Huixiang used her movement skills to guide the Lightning Cloud Leopard, whose speed was limited, and slightly blocked the view of one of the two-headed rock python's heads.

This is the moment!

Cheng Huixiang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and another supernatural power that she had been holding back suddenly activated—[Ancestral Mark]!
A terrifying phantom rose up from behind him.

The phantom figure raised its hand...
A point of light, as dazzling as a star and imbued with an ancient and vast aura, instantly shone from the fingertip and burst forth!

...(End of this chapter)