Reversing the Milky Way

Li Yunqi and Tang Rou, who had left earlier, had already flown dozens of miles away.

Tang Rou: "Senior brother, why did you give them the Golden-Winged Thunderbird's egg? That's a high-level demon beast's egg, it's extremely rare!"

Li Yunqi: "Junior sister, do you know why the vice sect leader asked us to use this Spirit Void Jade Box to store the Golden-Winged Thunderbird's egg?"

After thinking for a moment, Tang Rou asked, "Why?"

Li Yunqi: "High-level demonic beasts have a bloodline connection with their offspring. Within a certain range, demonic beasts can sense their offspring. Especially among lightning-attribute demonic beasts, the connection is so strong that even if they are hundreds of miles apart, they can clearly sense each other's whereabouts. Although this Spirit Void Jade Box is only a hundred square meters in size, it forms its own space that can isolate one's aura. Fortunately, Xuan Taiming didn't know its value. This thing is even more precious than a storage ring. If we had lost it, we would have just committed suicide on the spot and wouldn't have needed to return to Fengqing Sect."

Tang Rou was shocked after hearing this: "What? This thing is even more valuable than a storage ring?! Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Li Yunqi: "I didn't tell you because I was afraid you wouldn't be able to handle it and would become hesitant. Besides, who would have thought that two cultivators at the early stage of Qi Condensation would be running around the streets with spatial treasures?"

After saying that, he said disdainfully, "Even so, this Xuan Taiming still says that his older brother is ignorant. In my opinion, he is also a country bumpkin. Let's speed up and try to get back to Yu Family Village within two hours."

After saying that, the two flew out of the Cloudfall Mountain Range...

Noon had passed, and it was already past 1 PM. With the Wuling Town Grand Competition in full swing, the first round of matches had concluded. In the seventh match, Yu Qing defeated Li Tong; in the eighth match, Hong Ying lost to Meng Zhanming; and in the ninth match, He Jinchao suffered a crushing defeat to Shao Kaize. In the tenth match, Xue Qin completely overwhelmed Wang Heng, without even using his spiritual power. In the eleventh match, Shui Ning'er directly conceded defeat against Xue Min, but her age caused quite a stir among the crowd. She was only sixteen years old, yet her cultivation level was at the late stage of the Body Refinement Realm, even surprising Mo Yan.

Bai Cheng was somewhat surprised upon seeing her. This girl named Shui Ning'er was about the same age as Yue Ling, and her cultivation level was even at the late stage of Body Refinement. This made Bai Cheng feel that this girl was definitely extraordinary. In the twelfth match, He Yi defeated Song Haibo. In the thirteenth match, Tang Yuling defeated Jia Wenming. In the fourteenth match, Leng Hao defeated Zuo Jinfeng. Most of the participants could already use their internal spiritual power. Although those who lost were mostly at the late stage of Body Refinement, they had virtually no chance of winning against those who could use their internal spiritual power. Therefore, most of them simply gave up on the revival match, since all thirty participants would receive a reward anyway.

Only Fu Qiran, Xiao Mo, Shui Ning'er, Zuo Jinfeng, and Jia Wenming participated in the revival competition. When Bai Cheng saw Fu Qiran, he couldn't help but sigh, "This Fu Qiran is really going all out. With Xiao Mo in the revival competition, the chances of others winning are not high, especially for someone like Fu Qiran, who is a pure late-stage Body Refinement Realm cultivator with no trace of spiritual energy in his body." After saying that, he also noticed a man in his forties or fifties in a seat on one side of the arena, coldly watching him. This was Fu Jinchuan, the prefect of the West Prefecture of Wuling Town, who had stood up and shouted when Fu Qiran was knocked down earlier.

In events like the Wuling Town Grand Competition, the four prefectural governors all had ordinary seats. At that moment, Fu Jinchuan's eyes happened to meet Bai Cheng's on the opposite side of the arena. Instantly, Bai Cheng felt that Fu Jinchuan's malice towards him was completely undisguised, his eyes filled with killing intent as he approached Bai Cheng.

Bai Cheng was also puzzled when he saw this.

Bai Cheng: "Huh? What's going on? I wasn't the one who beat your son up so badly, why are you looking at me? But speaking of which, it's quite unexpected that Fu Qiran was able to wake up before the revival match after taking that blow."

At this moment, Fu Jinchuan glared fiercely at Bai Cheng, because it was he who had previously contacted Wu Yong, the bandit leader of Xiaonan Mountain, through the underworld, and offered him two hundred silver coins in exchange for killing Bai Cheng.

However, Wu Yong said that there were too many cultivators during the Wuling Town competition, and it was not advisable to take action. He said he would wait until after the competition to act personally. Fu Jinchuan had no choice but to contact the Blood Moon Organization again and issue the bounty.

The main reason for this was that his youngest son, Fu Wenhao, had made a complete fool of himself at Xue Fu's restaurant. He had ordered the guards of the Western Prefecture to bring Bai Cheng and Yue Ling back to the prefectural office for punishment, but they were stopped by a cultivator. From then on, the people of Wuling Town spread the nickname "Naked Warrior" and accused him of walking his bird in the street, which made him, the prefect of the Western Prefecture, feel immense shame. Now, he couldn't believe that Bai Cheng was still alive and kicking, even participating in the Wuling Town competition, which he simply couldn't accept.

At this moment, Xue Qianfu stood on the floating stone platform and announced: "Next, we will hold the preliminary resurrection competition. The rules of the competition are that all participants in the resurrection competition must step onto the stage. Whether you form a gang or fight alone, only those who stand on the stage can enter the advancement competition."

After saying that, the participants in the revival match stepped onto the stage. After the announcement of "The match begins," they stood motionless on the stage, each with their own agenda.

Upon seeing this, Man, who was in the VIP seats, said, "Why bother fighting? I think we should just let Xiao Mo advance directly."

Sun Jianxin: "Yes, judging from the preliminary rounds, only Xiao Mo can release spiritual energy externally. No one else can do it, especially Fu Qiran. There is not a single fluctuation of spiritual energy in his body. I really don't know what he came here for?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was still audible to those around the arena. Upon hearing this, Fu Jinchuan felt a surge of rage, but he couldn't show it to Sun Jianxin. So, he could only suppress his anger, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He even squeezed the armrests of his chair so hard that they creaked.

Immediately afterward, a new development occurred on the arena. Apart from Shui Ning'er, the other three all turned their attention to Xiao Mo. Xiao Mo knew he was likely their greatest enemy. He immediately began to warily observe the others, and the other three, as if on cue, exchanged glances before charging towards Xiao Mo together.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Mo immediately assumed a defensive stance and began grappling with the three men. As the three launched their relentless attacks, countless punches and kicks rained down on Xiao Mo. After all, two fists can't fight six feet, and given that all three possessed the strength of the late-stage Body Refinement Realm, Xiao Mo was quickly put on the defensive.

As Zuo Jinfeng caught Xiao Mo off guard, he punched Xiao Mo in the abdomen, and Xiao Mo quickly retreated more than ten meters. Before he could recover, Fu Qiran and Jia Wenming had already arrived in front of him and began a fierce attack with punches and kicks.

Jia Wenming: "Suppress him, don't give him a chance to gather spiritual power."

Immediately afterward, Zuo Jinfeng quickly followed up, taking advantage of Xiao Mo's flustered state to launch attacks at his unpreparedness. Xiao Mo, enduring the attacks from the three, continuously circulated his spiritual energy within his body, instantly creating a scene of three heroes fighting Lu Bu on the arena.

At this point, the audience below the stage began to discuss among themselves.

Crowd #1: "This is outrageous! Three against one?"

Crowd Number Two: "That's right, that's right."

Crowd Number Three: "Hey. What do you guys know? If they don't defeat Xiao Mo, they'll all be eliminated."

As the spectators around the arena began to discuss, the cultivators in the VIP seats also started to chatter amongst themselves.

Xu Lie: "As expected, it turned out like this."

Man Chong said, "Hehe, even if all four of them came at me together, they probably wouldn't be a match for Xiao Mo." After Man Chong finished speaking, the cultivators from the other factions nodded in agreement.

Guo Yanyang: "That's right. Let alone the three of them, even if there were ten more of them at the late stage of Body Refinement Realm, they wouldn't be enough to defeat Xiao Mo."

At this moment, Mo Yan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said, "That's for sure. What if a dark horse emerges?" These words left the other cultivators completely bewildered.

Xiao Mo's strength on the field was undeniable, and they had also witnessed the strength of the other three. None of them could project their spiritual energy outwards. Moreover, someone who could project spiritual energy outwards at the late stage of Body Refinement was practically a genius. Those who could utilize their internal spiritual energy at the late stage of Body Refinement could also be considered to have excellent aptitude. Such individuals would undoubtedly display their cultivation physique upon reaching the late stage of Body Refinement, and no major sect would refuse them.

Sun Jianxin: "Elder Mo, I'm afraid you've misjudged him this time. Xiao Mo's strength is obvious to all. It's talent, not something that can be surpassed by hard work."

Mo Yan did not reply after hearing this, but instead stroked his beard and quietly looked in the direction of the arena.

At this moment, Lianrong noticed something unusual. "Hmm? What's going on? I remember there were no traces of spiritual energy fluctuations in Fu Qiran's body, but now I can vaguely sense traces of spiritual energy within him?"

Man Chong: "Hmm, could it be remnants from Lei Che's attack earlier?"

Guo Yanyang: "It is indeed a bit strange. Logically speaking, people without a cultivation physique should not have any residue left in their bodies even if they are attacked by spiritual energy. Could it be that this kid also has a physique that allows him to cultivate spiritual energy?"

Hearing this, the others pondered. In the stands to one side of the arena, Fu Jinchuan was overjoyed to see the cultivators discussing his eldest son. Of course, Fu Qiran hadn't cultivated any physical constitution; during the rest period, Fu Jinchuan had spent a fortune to buy a Spirit Gathering Pill from another cultivator and given it to the unconscious Fu Qiran. Although the cultivator had specifically emphasized that the recipient must be someone capable of cultivating spiritual energy, Fu Jinchuan didn't care.

His understanding was that since only cultivators could consume these grade-three spiritual pills, those who could consume them must also become cultivators. With this thought in mind, he looked towards the arena.

On the arena, Fu Qiran felt an invisible force constantly trying to push his body apart. He seemed to have inexhaustible strength, yet his punches against Xiao Mo showed no spiritual energy fluctuations whatsoever.

Xiao Mo also realized that Fu Qiran only possessed the physical strength of the late-stage Body Refinement Realm, so he decided to start by attacking Fu Qiran. However, what puzzled him was that Fu Qiran was acting as if he had taken stimulants, his attacks were exceptionally rapid, and he showed no signs of fatigue. He had been knocked down by Lei Che in one move before, but now he was like a completely different person.

As the other three's attacks began to slow down, Xiao Mo seized the opportunity to secretly accumulate spiritual power. Then he threw a punch. His arm instantly burst into flames, and the punch struck Fu Qiran's chest directly. Fu Qiran felt a burning heat in his chest before his body flew backward more than ten meters.

The other two were also surprised when they saw that Xiao Mo had already wrapped his arms with spiritual energy, and then quickly put some distance between them.

Zuo Jinfeng: "What's going on? Don't you need to gather your spiritual energy with both hands to release it?"

Xiao Mo: "Who told you that you have to gather your spiritual energy with both hands to release it? Gathering it with both hands only makes the release speed faster. You can release spiritual energy without doing that, it's just that I'm not skilled at it yet."

After saying that, Xiao Mo assumed an attack stance. Upon seeing this, Zuo Jinfeng and Jia Wenming exchanged a glance.

Zuo Jinfeng: "Wh...what should we do?"

Jia Wenming: "What can we do? I'm afraid we can only accept it as it is."

At this moment, a voice came: "Haha, I thought this external release of spiritual energy was something amazing, but it turns out it's nothing special."

The speaker was Fu Qiran, who had just regained his footing. Seeing this, Xiao Mo looked at Fu Qiran in astonishment. 'He's actually alright? How did this happen? I clearly felt my attack break several of his ribs. Even if it wasn't fatal, it's impossible for him to be completely unharmed!'

The other two were also quite surprised upon seeing this. Jia Wenming said, "Not bad, Fu Qiran. I wasn't even sure I could have blocked that attack just now, but you're actually unharmed?!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Qiran's ego began to swell, and he said, "That's right, my talent is no less than yours."

After saying that, the other two exchanged glances. Zuo Jinfeng: "Fu Qiran, are you really alright?!"

From an outsider's perspective, a large amount of blood suddenly gushed from the corner of Fu Qiran's mouth. Fu Qiran also sensed something was wrong; strange swelling and pain spread throughout his body.

Fu Qiran: "W-what happened?!"

As the swelling and pain in his body intensified, everything before his eyes was gradually stained blood red, and then the sounds around him became increasingly faint.

Fu Qiran was also panicked at this moment. In his vision, the surrounding scenery had slowly turned into a blood red color. He could not hear any sound, and he seemed to feel liquid flowing out.

However, the rest of the crowd looked at Fu Qiran in horror, because in their eyes, Fu Qiran's eyes and ears were bleeding, and blood was gushing from his nostrils and mouth.