The Devil's Tribulation

Southern Continent, Sacred Flame Island, entrance to the Sacred Flame Realm.

on the square.

Zhi Xin was threatened by He Luyan, and it has to be said that the old monk's composure was quite good; he didn't lose his temper even after that.

Zhixin replied calmly, "Don't you trust this old monk? This old monk prays to Buddha..."

Alright! Stop with your act!

"I'll say it again, the most crucial step in the alliance between the two southwestern continents is the marriage between Nangong Tian and my little disciple!"

After a moment of silence, Zhixin replied, "This old monk knows the importance of this matter."

The Hehuan Sect did not pursue the matter further, but the Xuanji Sect was not happy about it.

Qi Dongqiang transmitted his voice with a gloomy expression: "Uncle, it was because of this Pan Chengfeng that Brother Delong perished!"

Those damned monks actually held back at the crucial moment! We can't let them get away with this!!

Qi Wuwei didn't want to get involved in these matters.

Although their Xuanji Sect also suffered heavy losses, the main loss was the spirit pattern cannons.

Only one of the core disciples died, and that was Qi Delong.

Now that he heard that it was a chance to seize the Demon-Companion Grass, but the monk let it go, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

Just as he was about to question Jin Guang Temple, he caught a glimpse of Shangguan Yun not far away.

Qi Wuwei's heart skipped a beat, and he muttered, "Shangguan Yun hasn't said a word, could it be that something..."

Thinking of this, Qi Wuwei suppressed his anger and replied, "Let's talk about this when we get back. Don't get involved now."

Pan Chengfeng suddenly brought up this matter, one reason being that he wanted to get revenge on the little monk for ruining his plans.

Another reason was to undermine the alliance between the two southwestern continents.

He unleashed the third form of the Thunder Dragon Technique at the entrance to Demon Sparrow Mountain, annihilating over ten thousand cultivators.

Among the tens of thousands of people, at least a hundred are from the southwestern two continents.

Once this matter comes to light, Jinguang Temple will definitely be resented.

Sure enough, after Pan Chengfeng revealed that Huineng had released him, dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators turned their attention to Jin Guang Temple.

However, no matter how others cursed him, the old monk Zhixin didn't utter a word in response or offer any explanation, remaining as steady as an old dog sitting cross-legged.

Only after everyone stopped did he speak: "Although Huineng is a Buddhist disciple of Jin Guang Temple, this old monk will never show favoritism and will certainly give all of you benefactors an explanation."

A simple, casual remark dissolved half of everyone's resentment.

Seeing that he couldn't cause any trouble, Pan Chengfeng helplessly transmitted his voice to Shangguan Yun: "Uncle Yun, that little monk ruined things, what should we do now?"

Shangguan Yun replied, "Forget it, Wu Kuishan lost his chance when he was subdued. Come back."

Pan Chengfeng cupped his hands towards the dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators and said, "Since you seniors are all alright, then this junior must report back and will not keep you company any longer."

After speaking, he led more than 8,000 cultivators from the three sects back to their respective sects.

Pan Chengfeng took the lead, approached Shangguan Yun, bowed, and said, "Disciple Pan Chengfeng greets Sect Master!"

Shangguan Yun offered a slight hand to support him, smiling gently, "Good, good, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back~"

Pan Chengfeng knelt down on one knee with a 'plop' and said sadly, "The disciple has returned, but nearly eight thousand disciples of the sect are still left in the Holy Flame Realm."

"It's my fault for being useless and failing to protect them! I beg the Sect Master to punish me!!"

When Pan Chengfeng spoke of the deaths of eight thousand disciples, his eyes turned red, and he stubbornly held back his tears.

These people are the future pillars of the Thunder Control Sect.

He was the one who was to become the sect leader; in Pan Chengfeng's words, "They're all my people!"

So Pan Chengfeng was truly heartbroken that these people died here.

Shangguan Yun sighed and said, "You have done very well. How could I blame you?"

This matter is actually not Pan Chengfeng's fault.

Although he wasn't always with the main group, he had made all the arrangements.

However, when they were scattered in the early stages, they were defeated one by one by cultivators from the two southwestern continents, resulting in heavy casualties.

In addition to the more than a thousand people killed by Yu Jiancheng...

Pan Chengfeng composed himself and said solemnly, "Sect Master, this disciple has something to report!"

Shangguan Yun knew that he was about to report his findings, and replied calmly, "Speak."

Pan Chengfeng waved his hand, and a large pile of identity tokens fell to the ground with a clatter. Everyone gasped as they scanned them with their divine senses.

Pan Chengfeng loudly reported: "During this trip to the Holy Flame Realm, I led the cultivators of the three sects to kill a total of 2,600 disciples of the Southern Continent Purple Gold Mansion, 4,200 disciples of the Sword Sect, and 9,200 disciples of the Overturning Sea Sect."

In addition, there are 4,500 disciples of the Corpse King Sect in the Western Continent, 2,100 disciples of the Xuanji Sect, and 1,300 disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

The other forces numbered too many to count precisely, and the disciple was too lazy to collect their identity tokens, but the total was approximately 180,000!

The powerful figures of the various factions glared angrily upon hearing the figures reported by Pan Chengfeng.

Shangguan Yun scanned the pile of identity tokens with his divine sense, a slight smile appearing on his lips. "Good! As expected of my sect's direct disciple!"

Upon hearing that Pan Chengfeng had killed so many cultivators from the two southwestern continents, Liu Qian and Ge Xun finally felt a sense of relief.

Liu Qian laughed and said, "Good, as expected of my Beast Taming Sect's prospective son-in-law. Those bastards from the Southwest Continents deserve to be taught a lesson. Chengfeng did a good job!"

This was the first time Liu Qian had publicly acknowledged Pan Chengfeng and Xin'er's marriage, and it was in front of so many people.

Pan Chengfeng was very pleased and bowed to Liu Qian, saying, "Master, you flatter me. This is what I should do."

Liu Qian chuckled and said, "I heard you had a great haul this time, why don't you tell us quickly?"

Pan Chengfeng scratched his head and said, "This disciple is reporting the gains of the Thunder Control Sect. As for the Beast Control Sect's gains, they're all with Xin'er~"

"It's alright, you go ahead and tell me, I want to hear it~"

Pan Chengfeng cleared his throat and said, "Then this disciple will report first."

Shangguan Yun nodded slightly in agreement.

With a whoosh, Pan Chengfeng took out dozens of storage rings and said, "During this trip to the Holy Flame Realm, I have obtained one Heavenly Rhyme Divine Mushroom, one Apricot Fairy Orchid Heart Grass, one apricot fruit, and five Dragon Soul Grasses."

There are 350,000 medicinal plants of various kinds that are ten thousand years old, and 3.2 million medicinal plants that are over five hundred years old.

Six hundred catties of red crystal ore, one hundred and twenty catties of dragon scale ore, eighty-eight catties of tough gold crystal, sixteen thousand catties of various high-grade ores, and more than six million catties of various miscellaneous ores.

Additionally, I slew one Rank 8 magical beast, obtained one Rank 8 magical core, three Rank 7 demonic plants, one Rank 7 peak demon lord, as well as some mid-grade spirit stones and miscellaneous items, which I won't report in detail here.

"He actually claimed to have killed an eighth-tier magical beast?!"

"This little bastard is just bragging, isn't he?!"

"You brat, do you know that spouting nonsense here could lead to your soul being extracted and your spirit refined?!"

"Nonsense! No one has ever killed an eighth-tier magical beast in the Continental Genius Competition!! How could anyone possibly kill an eighth-tier magical beast?!"

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Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, but no one believed Pan Chengfeng's words.

Ying Chengxu didn't believe what Pan Chengfeng said either. Just as he was about to question him, the voice of Emperor Yan echoed in his mind.

After receiving Emperor Yan's words, Ying Chengxu coughed lightly and said, "Quiet down!"

The noise gradually subsided, and Ying Chengxu said with displeasure, "Have you all wasted your cultivation time? You're arguing over such a small matter, what kind of behavior is this!"

Guang Demao stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Palace Master Ying, that little beast not only reported the resources he had stolen from everyone, but he also dared to lie about them."

According to the rules of the competition, lying about battle results is punishable by having one's soul extracted and refined! We implore the Palace Master to uphold justice!

After saying this, Guang Demao bowed to Ying Chengxu.

Ying Chengxu frowned and asked, "How can Elder Guang be so sure that he is lying?"

Guang Demao said loudly, "As we all know, the pressure of an eighth-order magical beast is something that even many Nascent Soul cultivators present may not be able to withstand."

Besides, he's just a mere Nascent Soul cultivator; if he's not making this up, is it really true?!

Pan Chengfeng snorted coldly and said, "Elder Guang, would you dare to make a bet with this junior?!"

"What is there to be afraid of?!"

Pan Chengfeng chuckled and bowed to Ying Chengxu, saying, "Please, Palace Master Ying, bear witness for this junior."

Ying Chengxu nodded slightly.

Then Pan Chengfeng looked at Guang Demao and said, "If I lied, I am willing to accept the punishment and will present this 'Heavenly Rhyme Divine Mushroom' with both hands!"

If Elder Guang is wrong, this junior is not greedy. I would like to ask Elder Guang to provide five million high-grade spirit stones as compensation for my emotional distress.

Guang Demao had spoken carelessly earlier, but now, hearing Pan Chengfeng so calmly agree to a bet with him, and on such a large scale, he began to have doubts. He thought to himself, "Could this little beast have really hunted down an eighth-tier magical beast?!"

No, no, no, absolutely not!

"An eighth-tier magical beast? Let alone this kid, even I, and even the Ancestor, aren't sure. He's definitely talking nonsense!!"

With this thought in mind, Guang Demao felt much more at ease!

He led the Sword Sect disciples to participate in the competition as their team leader, but unexpectedly, the entire team was wiped out.

If he could obtain the 'Heavenly Rhyme Divine Mushroom' from Pan Chengfeng and present it to the sect, he would have a chance to retain his position as elder!

Upon realizing this, Guang Demao shouted, "Let's gamble! I ask Palace Master Ying and everyone else to witness this!"