Carrying the identifier from the interstellar to the world of immortal cultivation

"Senior Sister Shu, are you sure?" Su Mengjue asked.

Shu Yeyu shook her head, "No."

"That……"

"You can't go!" Sui An grabbed her hand. "Because of me, he hates us Jinling Sect cultivators to the core. If you go up there, he might just pull out all those hidden talismans and magical instruments and use them on you."

Shu Yeyu's cultivation level is now comparable to He Xuxing's, and her strength is not weak either. If it were only relying on magic, Sui An believed that Shu Yeyu would not be at a disadvantage. However, the rules of the Immortal Gate Competition did not restrict the methods that cultivators could use during the competition, including but not limited to elixirs, talismans, magic tools, magic treasures, and even spirit beasts. There was only one thing: no matter what kind of treasure was used, it was not allowed to have the imprint of other people's spiritual consciousness on the treasure.

In other words, even if a Qi-refining cultivator uses a magic weapon that exceeds his own strength to participate in the competition, it is allowed, but the magic weapon must be controlled by the participating cultivator himself, and cannot be attached with a spiritual imprint by a cultivator of higher cultivation in advance to control the magic weapon to carry out one or even several attacks or defenses.

But even so, with He Xuxing's identity, the types and quantities of treasures he possesses are incomparable to those of the disciples of the Jinling Sect. Even if he cannot easily control those treasures, if he gambles everything on Cheng Yue's anger and risks getting injured to control a magical weapon with great destructive power to attack Shu Yeyu, then Shu Yeyu will suffer a heavy blow that she cannot withstand at her level. This is really too risky.

"Yes, Senior Sister Shu, Senior Sister Sui is right. We can just watch from below. If we want to go up, we can go look for He Xuxing after we have seen him down..."

"What are you looking for?"

"Look for a soft persimmon!"

Fan Qiongzhi, Su Mengjue and Sui An said almost in unison.

Shu Yeyu couldn't help but reach out and nod at them, "You guys are dreaming, maybe I'm the one who's being targeted."

The three of them looked at each other and thought it was possible.

“Someone went up!”

Fan Tuo's voice drew everyone's attention back to the arena No. 13, where they saw a young male cultivator in a dark grey Taoist robe standing opposite He Xuxing. The male cultivator was of medium height, thin, and had a handsome appearance. Except for the fact that his Taoist robe and the wooden hairpin in his hair were not as good as He Xuxing's, the two of them were really similar in figure and temperament.

"Whose monk is this?" Sui An heard someone ask.

He Xuxing successfully defended the ring against five people in a row, and more monks came to watch the competition under the No. 13 ring where he was. After He Xuxing knocked down the fifth attacker, there was a period of time when no one came up to the stage. Except for Shu Yeyu, Sui An heard that other monks were eager to try, but they had the same concerns as himself. Although He Xuxing's own fighting ability was not particularly strong, he had many treasures on him. They had already seen it through the previous five fights. So although they were unwilling to let He Xuxing enter the finals like this (if no one attacked the ring for more than an incense stick of time, he would directly enter the finals even if there were not ten people defending the ring), everyone did not want to touch the treasures on him by themselves.

However, many people feel uncomfortable with He Xuxing's behavior of taking out treasures that others cannot take out from time to time in the individual competition. Although the competition system does not prohibit the use of treasures that exceed one's own realm, you must have the necessary self-awareness.

Sui An heard the monks around him list the heroic performances of several elite disciples from famous sects during the competition. For example, someone could have directly used his commonly used top-grade flying sword, but because his opponent was a casual cultivator with only a low-grade magic weapon, the famous disciple could only use a low-grade magic weapon and didn't even use a talisman. Of course, he still knocked his opponent off the stage in the end. Only someone like him who successfully defended the stage could convince people.

"I know him. His name is He Jingshan, and he's Song Kun's cousin."

As soon as the young man in the dark grey Taoist robe came on stage, someone in the audience immediately recognized him.

"Who is Song Kun?"

"You don't even know Song Kun? He's the darling of the Yucheng Song family."

"Oh... I see. He is the only son of the head of the Song family, the third child of his generation in the Song family, and is known as the Third Young Master Song."

"I'm not an only child anymore!"

"Huh? Could it be that Patriarch Song..."

"Just as you guessed, Patriarch Song has another little son. I just heard the news not long ago, and it seems he's only been a month old."

Sui An listened to the discussions of the people around him and not only learned about He Jingshan's identity, but also learned some things about his cousin Song Kun and even the Song family.

The Song family is one of the immortal families in Yucheng. Although it cannot be compared with the six major sects in Yunchuan, it is also an immortal family with the same reputation as the Qi family in Wangzhou and the Chunkong Liu family. The head of the Song family is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and has married four wives. The highest cultivation level of the first two wives was only in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment. Naturally, their lifespan was far inferior to that of the head of the Qi family who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Even when they died, the head of the Song family was not yet a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the first two wives were unable to leave children. Song Kun's mother was the third wife of the head of the Song family. She cultivated to the middle stage of the Golden Core. The lifespan of a cultivator in the Golden Core stage is generally over 600 years old, so the death of Song Kun's mother was different from that of the previous two matrons of the Song family. When she was traveling, the soul fire she left at home suddenly went out. The extinction of the soul fire represents the death of its master. At that time, the Song family also sent people to investigate, but did not find anyone, so naturally they didn't know why the person died.

"It is said that the Third Young Master Song was only five or six years old at the time. Alas, how pitiful!"

"You're pitying him. Even if his mother is dead, he still has a father who is a Yuanying cultivator and the head of a powerful family like the Song family. Why does he need the pity of poor cultivators like us?"

"Indeed, Patriarch Song married three wives before he had this precious child. Even though his wife died, he waited until his son came of age because he was still young before marrying his current wife. He can be considered loyal!"

Someone followed with an exclamation.

Sui An snorted in his heart. At this time, He Xuxing and He Jingshan on the ring had already greeted each other. Both of them had thin and gentle appearances. Apart from the difference in clothing, they were very similar in temperament and appearance.

"Sister Sui, who do you think will win?" Fan Tuo asked, pulling her sleeve.

"Alas, although I hate to say this, looking at the situations of these two, Fellow Daoist He should have the same outcome as the previous five. Not to mention that his cultivation is one level lower than the one from the Dan Fu Sect, do you think he can have as many treasures as them?"

Before Sui An could answer, Fan Qiongzhi sighed heavily.

Sui An glanced down at Fan Tuo and said with a smile, "I don't think so."

Fan Tuo immediately looked at her and said, "Junior Brother Fan, do you also think that He Xuxing should come down?"

Otherwise, he would have just watched quietly at the first few people. Since he asked this, he must have noticed something.

Although the He family is a relative of the Song family, it is just a small family of immortal cultivators. The highest level of cultivation in the family is only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Song Kun's mother was the one with the highest level of cultivation among dozens of generations in their family tree, but unfortunately she died in the middle of the family. Although there was help from the Song family, with the death of Song Kun's mother, the relationship between the He family and the Song family has become increasingly distant over the years. Even Song Kun does not often interact with the He family.

He Xuxing didn't think much of this opponent at first, thinking that he was even worse than the previous ones. He just wanted to end the fight quickly, but after the fight really started, he realized that he had been careless.

Although He Jingshan's magic weapon was ordinary, he had practiced the flying technique and the fire technique to the extreme. With extremely low spiritual energy consumption, he perfectly combined the two techniques. At the moment when He Xuxing activated his high-grade magic weapon and talismans, he approached and used the fire technique to complete a trapping array or even a killing array. When He Xuxing threw the talisman, the fire array had already broken through his spiritual shield, licked his Taoist cannon, and burned his body.

It was because he underestimated his opponent that he did not use the defensive magic weapon.

Although he was very angry and unwilling, his life was more important. After confirming that he could not immediately remove the opponent's fire array, He Xuxing gritted his teeth and admitted defeat.

"Cousin, you are so awesome!" A voice shouted loudly at the moment He Xuxing admitted defeat.

Sui An looked back and saw a pale-faced young monk. Sui An had seen this man before. Wasn't he the one who was harmed by Yu Zhe in the Red Gold Secret Realm?

He was not killed in the trap. Could he be Song Kun?

He was quite different from the darling of the immortal cultivation family she had imagined. Sui An replaced the word "spoiled and rich" with "stupid and weak" in her mind.

The reason why he was said to be weak was that although he looked straight and his movements did not seem like he was injured, his complexion was really not very good-looking and was too pale.

"Cousin, you've seen Cousin He, and he won the fight. You should be relieved, right?"

At this time, someone around recognized the young man. It was Song Kun that Sui An had guessed.

He Jingshan on the stage also noticed his cousin. He seemed a little surprised by his arrival and grinned at him. Unlike the decisiveness and fierceness when he fought with He Xuxing just now, he now looked a bit silly.

"It seems that the rumors are not entirely true. The relationship between these two cousins ​​is quite good." Su Mengjue said.

"There's something wrong with him!" Sui Dong in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly said at this time.

"What's wrong?" Sui An asked casually. She was not interested in Song Kun. She had been watching here for so long just to see if He Xuxing could be beaten. Now that she had seen it, she was ready to find a soft persimmon and try it herself.

"Go check out the Foundation Establishment Stage Arena! There's a cultivator with a beautiful spirit bird who's already defending nine people. He only needs one more person to succeed. I heard that after he succeeds, he's planning to challenge a higher-level cultivator in the Golden Core Stage Arena!"

At this moment, a voice came from under the arena next to them. It was a young cultivator who had just come over from the Cloud Bridge. They were all low-level Qi Refining disciples who followed the elders of the sect to see the world. They ran back and forth through the Cloud Bridge, going to see wherever there was excitement, and they also liked to spread the excitement more widely.

After hearing this news, many people naturally became interested and rushed to the Foundation Establishment Arena.

"Let's go and take a look!" Shu Yeyu said.

It was rare to see Shu Yeyu interested in something, so naturally the others did not object and followed suit.