Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

The rising sun was as red as a ripe orange. Occasionally blocked by clouds, it was divided into multiple colors. Without the help of the sun, Wang Qiye was less lazy than usual.

After breakfast, Wang Qiye finally didn’t have to be tortured anymore today, and his steps towards the archway became much lighter.

Leaning casually against the archway, Wang Qiye complained, "This outer gate doesn't even have a gatekeeper. It's really shabby."

After waiting for half an hour, Elder Liu Yishou finally arrived.

"Let's go."

Elder Liu walked in front, and Wang Qiye stood up straight and followed behind.

The two came to the Cloud Boat Ferry and boarded the boat. Elder Liu transferred 2 contribution points to the ferryman. The Cloud Boat began to fly leisurely into the sky and flew towards the clouds.

"Elder Liu, where are we going?"

"Go to Qinglingtai."

"Qingling Terrace?"

Wang Qiye was very surprised.

"It's closer there."

"Oh."

This Qinglingtai can be said to be a treasure, even a Yuanying stage cultivator can hardly damage it. It is the Lingxi Valley's most powerful item in this world.

The origin of the three words "Lingxi Valley" comes from Qinglingtai, Qingxi Stream and Qinggu Peak.

When it was almost there, the cloud boat began to slow down and descend. Wang Qiye lay on the cloud boat and looked down, but he couldn't make out anything.

From a distance, the Qingling Terrace looked like an ordinary mountain, except that the peak had been cut off. It was as big as a county town. It was surrounded by green plants, and its original appearance could not be seen at all.

When the cloud boat landed and I stepped on the Qingling Terrace, I realized that the surface was not smooth. It was full of potholes, as if it had been carved by a sword. I reached out and gently touched the surface, and a sad and ancient atmosphere came towards me. It was a feeling that I couldn't explain.

"gone."

Elder Liu seemed to be familiar with the place. He urged them and then walked towards the crowd in the distance.

Wang Qiye had no choice but to stand up and follow.

This group of people surrounded ten stone platforms, which were connected to the Qingling Platform. The material looked exactly the same as that of the Qingling Platform, as if they were rising from the Qingling Platform.

After an hour, it seemed that the two men and one woman who wanted to participate in the competition had gathered. Three Jindan monks jumped into the air and stood in a row.

"I am Ye Nanliu from Qingyun Peak."

"Qinglian Peak Xia Zihan."

"Qinghu Peak Yi Junxian."

"Today, the three of us will jointly host this selection meeting."

The one who spoke was Ye Nanliu from Qingyun Peak, the oldest one, who stood in the middle of the three.

"This is a rare event in our Lingxi Valley. Among the Qi Refining disciples of Qingzhu Peak, there are 86 peaks participating, including the inner and outer sects. However, there are only ten spots, and the answer lies on these ten stages."

As Ye Nanliu just finished speaking, Wang Qiye stepped on the ground and rolled into the air. There were seven shadowy figures in the air. When Wang Qiye stood at the edge of the ring, he saw four unlucky guys meeting each other in the same ring. The pioneers must have suffered a great loss, but the pioneers were all confident in their own strength, so it was a pity for the four people who met.

"Due to the large number of participants, each person only has one chance to enter the ring. Please choose carefully. If two people fight for half an hour, they will be eliminated. Before 4 pm, all those who have not fought will be eliminated. Those who remain in the ring will be the participants this time."

"The referee is in place, the game begins."

Ten referees stood beside the ring.

The four people who met secretly groaned and immediately fought each other. Only one person won the ring with great difficulty, and then he was kicked off the ring by the next challenger. The other two people fought for 30 minutes and still couldn't decide the winner, so they were both asked to leave the ring. Of the seven people who jumped onto the ring first, only three were left in a blink of an eye.

Another person also jumped onto Wang Qiye's stage.

"I am from Bronze Tower..."

The man had just uttered five words, and before he could reveal his name, Wang Qiye rushed like a gust of wind, chasing the soul for 7 steps, and punched him. The man only had time to crush an armor charm, crossed his fists in front of his chest, and a layer of light armor just lit up on his body, and he and the armor were knocked out of the ring by a punch.

The disciple from Bronze Tower who had fallen down on the stage stood up and yelled in anger.

"You little bastard, you have no moral principles! You actually took the opportunity to attack your grandfather!!!"

After saying this, he was about to go on stage again, but the referee stopped him with a hand.

"Let's go back!"

The man had no choice but to utter another harsh word and glared at Wang Qiye who had already turned around.

"You little bastard, don't let me know who you are. Next time I see you, I'll beat you up."

As soon as this match ended, a chivalrous man who had been paying attention to the battle situation on the ring jumped out, rolled several times in the air, and leaped towards the ring.

"I'm here to meet this sneaky guy."

However, before the other person landed on the ground, Wang Qiye jumped up like a rabbit, rolled several times in the air, and kicked the person who came. The person was kicked back in the same way he came. Wang Qiye had just stood on the ring. The people around him immediately cursed.

"Never seen such a brazen person!"

"This man is truly a disgrace to our Lingxi Valley!"

"This man has no moral principles!"

The disciple who was kicked back wanted to go up to the ring again, after all, he didn't get on it just now, but as soon as he made a move, the referee shot him a sharp look. Unexpectedly, even the referee supported him, and he couldn't help feeling wronged, and joined the team of cursing.

The noisy scene here naturally attracted everyone's attention. Only the many Qi Refining disciples were cursing, while the Foundation Building Elders and Golden Core Elders were just watching the fun.

"Everyone, don't be polite to this bastard, attack together!"

An outer sect disciple couldn't stand the despicable tactics of this bastard, but he felt that he couldn't go up to the stage alone, so he shouted.

"Yes, we can't treat this kind of villain with common sense. Let him learn how to behave in our Lingxi Valley in the future!!!"

Three more Qi-refining disciples stood up and nodded to each other, as if they had made an appointment. They slapped a few talismans on their bodies, and for a moment, they were surrounded by jewels and jade.

The three of them exchanged glances again, and three figures left the ground, spinning and flying towards the ring from three directions.

Wang Qiye just smiled contemptuously. In the blink of an eye, two identical villains appeared on the ring. The two villains jumped up from the ring at the same time and rushed towards the two people who were still in the air. The clone hugged one person tightly and landed outside the ring at the same time as that person. The original body used a fierce force and kicked the person in front of him away. After several inversions, he flew back to the ring. Before he landed, he kicked the person who stepped onto the ring. The person couldn't bear the force and flew straight out. When he stabilized his body, he had already fallen off the ring.

"clap clap"

There was a young man in white on the nearby stage, but no one dared to step up to challenge him. Everyone applauded for Wang Qiye.

Several people who wanted to uphold justice stopped walking towards this side, and only three people walked over without hesitation.

"This ugly thing can only attack by surprise!"

"I'm not convinced!"

"If you have the guts, let's get on the ring and fight again."

Wang Qiye glanced at the man in white who was applauding and cheering for him. Although he was curious why no one challenged him, he still nodded to his confidant.

"Ling Mufeng, the White Wolf of Qingyu Island."

The man in white clasped his fists, bowed, and introduced himself.

"Qiye, the king of Qingzhu Peak."

Wang Qiye responded generously to his confidant.

A righteous man had just stepped onto the stage when he was hugged by his clone and rolled down, interrupting the conversation between the two.

“You are despicable!!!”

The other two people with an overflowing sense of justice stopped in anger and one walked towards the referee.

"Referee, this kid is a bit of a show-off. He is not worthy of being a disciple of our upright Lingxi Valley. He is simply a disgrace to our Lingxi Valley. I suggest that he be disqualified."

But the referee just glanced at him coldly.

"You have lost the will to fight. You don't need to go on stage. Go back."

The man with a strong sense of justice was stunned, as if he couldn't believe that these words came from the referee's mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"I don't accept it. I'm going to go to the chief referee to report you for harboring a thief."

As he said this, he walked towards the three Jindan elders who were sitting firmly in the air. The referee ignored him. His family's Jindan inner sect elders tried to persuade him from behind, but they still couldn't persuade this persistent man.

"I, Leng Haochen from Qingshan Peak, greet the three seniors. The man on stage No. 9 is extremely vicious and has used all kinds of despicable means. He is not worthy of being a member of Lingxi Valley. The referee also helped him to gain power. I beg the three seniors to punish the two of them. It would be best if you could disqualify the thief and uphold justice for us. I will be grateful."

The curses around Arena No. 9 all stopped with the words and actions of this monk with an overflowing sense of justice. Everyone was secretly looking at him and listening attentively. For a while, no one went up to Arena No. 9 again, and Wang Qiye was free.

Ye Nanliu and Xia Zihan looked at Yi Junxian, their eyes meant "This is your family's business, you come."

Yi Junxian, a middle-aged man with a small mustache, spoke in a tone that showed neither surprise nor joy.

"Faced with those evil cult villains, they are ten times more insidious than this dirty thing. Now that they can't even pass this level, how can they talk about promoting the Dao!"

This set of moves, combined with both cutting and beating, also came with encouragement. He was worthy of being the man who could support a mountain gate. The young man looked ashamed, and his eyes lit up again.

"What Elder Yi taught me is that I must work harder and repay the sect's kindness with my life!"

"This young man is teachable. Go away."

"Yes, three seniors, I will take my leave first."

The young man bowed, stood up and left.

Of course Wang Qiye heard Yi Junxian's derogatory words, but he would not tolerate him. He glared at him and went on to chat with Ling Mufeng.

The insults from the No. 9 ring started again, but it did not affect Wang Qiye at all.

A handsome young man in blue clothes walked to the No. 9 stage.

"My fellow disciple, do you dare to put away your despicable behavior and fight me in an open and honest battle?"

"It's Zhu Qishan, the Listening to the Rain Sword."

"Brother Zhu is here to support us!"

"Brother Zhu, beat him till he's bloody!"

The Qi-refining disciples around became enthusiastic.

"Brother Ling."

Zhu Qishan greeted Ling Mufeng, and it seemed that the two knew each other.

Ling Mufeng nodded.

Wang Qiye just hugged one leg, dangling one foot on the edge of the ring, looking at him sideways.

"Don't talk about this useless stuff. Come up if you have the guts."

"Wang Qiye is scared, he doesn't dare!"

Zhu Qishan suddenly turned around and yelled.

The Qi-refining disciples around were completely excited and started shouting as well.

"Hahaha, this guy got scared the moment Senior Brother Zhu took action!"

"It's still our Senior Brother Zhu!"

"The Listening to the Rain Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation. I knew it could scare off this thief!!!"

Wang Qiye was so surprised by this operation that he couldn't react for a while: "I ＊＊＊＊＊"

The pretty boy turned around and uttered some harsh words.

"Wang Qiye, I'll let you go this time. When you return to Qingzhu Peak, you should practice hard!"

After saying that, he walked towards other arenas.

At least half of the people who were watching the No. 9 ring followed him, and some even shouted "Zhu Senior Brother! Zhu Senior Brother!" as they walked.

"Do you know this funny guy?"

Wang Qiye asked Ling Mufeng who was standing opposite him.

Ling Mufeng was very embarrassed. He had just greeted her and it was difficult for him to deny it now.

"I've met him a few times. He just likes to show off. He does have some ability."

Wang Qiye just picked his nose, not sure if he heard it or not.

At this time, a Qigong disciple sneaked onto the No. 9 ring. Wang Qiye pushed his palms on the ring and used his hands and feet to rush towards the man with the talisman pasted on him in a straight line. He hit his head directly into his arms and knocked him off the ring.

He stood up straight, shook his head, and looked at the sneaky person. The man just smiled awkwardly and walked away in shame.

The others who were still there seemed unwilling to give in when they saw this, and also felt that the thieves were too powerful, so they twitched for a while, and a few of them left.