Immortality and Cultivation: This old man seeks enlightenment through mere survival.

"Oh? Several thousand spirit stones?"

The elder had not been paying attention to what was happening in the valley recently, so he was puzzled.

That's a sum that even Foundation Establishment cultivators would care about.

Can someone in the Qi Refining stage earn this much in one go?

“That’s right.” Elder Wei looked at the Foundation Establishment elder and gave him a brief explanation.

"I still remember that junior we threw into the herb field. I never expected him to be a first-tier low-grade array master."

Furthermore, they've developed a formation. I visited the herb field, and it's truly excellent. It has greatly freed up the time of the spirit plant masters' disciples.

Valley Master Zhuge Qing also nodded with a smile.

"Every sip and every peck has its destiny."

Elder Jin chimed in: "The Valley Master is right. Just like the Fire Refining Sect, they thought they had intercepted and killed rogue cultivators perfectly, but they still exposed their flaws."

"Once this competition is over, I'll lead a group of disciples to attack and thwart the Fire Refining Sect's conspiracy!"

"Elder Jin, don't be careless. Since the Fire Refining Sect has been preparing for the secret realm for so long, they must have something to rely on, and perhaps they have methods we don't know about," Elder Zhong reminded him.

"Of course I know, but the Fire Refining Sect's misdeeds in the Black Soil Mountains have already aroused the resentment of most sects."

"In this exploration of the secret realm, if my Spirit Medicine Valley joins forces with the other two Foundation Establishment sects, we can absolutely crush the Fire Refining Sect and leave them with nothing."

In the last six months.

Robbery of cultivators is rampant in Black Rock Market and the vicinity of the mountains. Although it is only aimed at lone cultivators, a few sect disciples have also been killed.

As a Foundation Establishment force within the Black Soil Mountains, it was impossible for them to remain indifferent.

Lingyao Valley already had a grudge against Lianhuo Sect because of Xiao Fenlin's incident.

While investigating in conjunction with other forces, they followed a clue and locked onto the Fire Refining Sect.

This investigation revealed something unexpected!

Unexpectedly, the Fire Refining Sect had been secretly ambushing cultivators for ten years in order to cultivate some kind of demonic plant.

The ultimate goal of cultivating this magical plant is to open an entrance to a secret realm.

The entrance to the secret realm is located deep within the Black Soil Mountains, where the pervasive cold poison is so intense that even Foundation Establishment cultivators dare not linger.

Coincidentally, the seemingly top-secret entrance to the secret realm was actually known to the Spirit Medicine Valley a hundred years ago.

However, because the secret realm has been unable to be opened, this secret is known only to the Valley Master.

And now, the Fire Refining Sect has become that key.

After careful planning, the higher-ups of Lingyao Valley, to ensure everything went smoothly, chose to contact two other Foundation Establishment forces in the Black Soil Mountains.

In exchange for a share of the profits, they secured a cooperative opportunity to jointly combat the Fire Refining Sect.

That secret realm has a special barrier, and only cultivators at the Qi Refining stage can enter.

That's why Spirit Medicine Valley holds a disciple competition at the end of the year to select elite disciples and prepare for the trip to the secret realm.

.........

And so, the intense and exciting competition lasted for three days.

The top rankings have been determined, and each one exudes an aura of authority and is extraordinary.

A martial arts arena.

The atmosphere is exceptionally lively today, as this competition will determine the winner of the grand finale.

"As expected, the first place will be decided between the eldest and second senior brothers!"

"Then it must be Senior Brother Lin Feng who is number one. Senior Brother Lin has never used his full strength from beginning to end."

"I do think Senior Brother Leng Sheng has a chance. His Blood River Saber Technique is incredibly powerful, leaving nothing but devastation in its wake!"

"No matter who wins, we'll get to enjoy watching..."

The spectator stands were packed with disciples; even though there was only one match today, it was the focus of everyone's attention.

This is the ultimate showdown between the eldest brother Lin Feng and the second brother Leng Sheng.

Both of them displayed the strength of the eighth level of Qi Refining, and their opponents were defeated instantly, so they seemed to be evenly matched.

Therefore, there are disciples who support both sides.

Lu Zaian and Fatty Han also squeezed into the spectator seats, looking forward to the showdown.

"Watching the battles over the past few days has been incredibly beneficial, especially with 'The Record of the Azure Waves' showing signs of reaching a breakthrough. I hope today's battle won't disappoint me."

Although Lu Zaian did not participate in the battle, he carefully observed every fight from below.

Furthermore, Lu Zaian is adept at summarizing the advantages of the victors or the reasons for the defeats, thereby gaining many insights and cultivation experiences.

"A-Rank Arena, Lin Feng vs. Leng Sheng!"

As the referee's voice slowly faded away.

Two tall figures emerged from the crowd!

Lin Feng, as the senior disciple of the inner sect of Lingyao Valley, undoubtedly has an outstanding appearance.

Dressed in a blue robe, with brows as high as mountains, eyes that held the depths of water, and a handsome face displaying a gentle, faint smile, he was an absolute standout among the crowd.

With a light tap of his feet, he gracefully floated towards the arena like a willow catkin.

"Senior Brother Lin! Victory is certain! Senior Brother Lin! Victory is certain!" This is the sentiment supporting Lin Feng.

"Senior Brother Lin, you are the most handsome!" This is from someone who admires Lin Feng.

"Ahhh, Senior Brother Lin! I want to have your babies!" This is madness.

On the other side, Leng Sheng had somehow flashed onto the arena, like a precious sword piercing the ground!

He was dressed in a black shirt with a high collar, his arms crossed in front of his chest, holding the precious sword he never parted with. A leather belt around his waist accentuated his slender figure. His facial features were as if carved by a knife and axe, with a broken left eyebrow and sharp eyes.

Everyone felt as if the person standing on the stage was not a human, but a cold-blooded and ruthless killing blade, which made them feel a chill down their spines.

"Junior Brother Leng, you're getting colder and colder, just like your surname."

Lin Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile, while a light breeze blew by, passing by Leng Sheng.

The murderous aura that had been frozen solid around Leng Sheng gradually dissipated.

The extremely sharp killing intent gradually softened under the gentle breeze, no longer as aggressive as before.

"I hope the outcome of this battle will be just like my name."

When Leng Sheng faced Lin Feng, a rare smile appeared on his lips.

"Then please, Junior Brother Leng," Lin Feng said with a smile, waving his sleeve with magnanimous deference.

This immediately triggered another round of wailing and howling from the female disciples below, all of whom were infected by Lin Feng's humble and humorous demeanor.

"Be careful!"

Swish!

Before the words were even finished, the battle began with an incredibly fast, blood-red blade of light.

In an instant, the glint of the blade was reflected in Lin Feng's retina.

So fast!

Lin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, but his hands moved quickly. He made a sword shape with his left hand and gently slashed forward!

The cyan sword blade shot out with a whoosh, colliding with the blood-red blade light and generating a shockwave of spiritual energy that spread outwards from the arena!

Before the aftershocks had subsided, Leng Sheng, wielding his swords in both hands, approached Lin Feng, unleashing a continuous stream of sword light that resembled a raging river of blood!

"The River of Blood!"

The hard jade slabs of the arena were instantly scratched with countless cracks!