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"Cangyun Realm, Song Lingxue."

Song Ling raised her head and spoke slowly, revealing her identity, and looked at the person in front of her quietly.

The figure was blurry, with blood mist lingering around him. It was obviously just a projection. He was nearly forty years old, eight feet tall, and dressed in a gray martial arts robe with various exotic patterns embroidered on the hems and sleeves with gold thread.

The pattern seemed to be oozing blood, and faintly the roar of an alien species could be heard.

"The Martial Hall's guide, Ji Hong, greets Song Zhenchuan."

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and saluted, then took out a blood-colored elixir and handed it to Song Lingxue:

"The Palace Master has learned that you have passed the blood test. Please follow me back to the Martial Palace after Song Zhenchuan has adjusted his breathing."

Song Lingxue took the elixir but did not take it. Instead, she controlled the blood evil spirit beside her and propped up her body.

If she hadn't had this condensed blood evil to protect her, her pulse would have been cut off and her blood would have dried up and she would have died.

She looked at Ji Hong in front of her and said in a deep voice:

"I want to see Xie Xingzhong and Yu Ning."

These two people were the only ones she knew in the Martial Hall. Apart from these two, she needed to be wary of everyone else.

What's more, her father, Song Tonghai, and some other martial arts practitioners who came with him, such as Li Mingzhou, are still with Xie Xingzhong.

"These two people should be in the battlefield of the heavens now. Don't worry, Song Zhenchuan. Before I came, the Martial Palace had already issued a transfer order. Xie Xingzhong is now on his way back."

"After you arrive at the Martial Palace, Xie Xingzhong will take over all arrangements for you. I am only here to take you back to the Martial Palace."

Ji Hong was not surprised by Song Lingxue's reaction. It was normal to be wary after leaving his hometown and being alone abroad.

"Thank you for leading the way."

Hearing this, Song Lingxue did not insist any more and nodded in agreement.

"Please follow me."

Ji Hong spoke slowly with a gentle tone, then turned around and stepped into the space passage.

From the beginning to the end, his attitude was very friendly. He even paid out of his own pocket and gave an elixir just to leave a good impression.

From the fairyland world, none of the martial arts geniuses who broke the shackles of destiny and stood out are simple characters. In the future, they can at least become martial arts saints, and even have the hope of stepping into the realm of time and space and becoming a Taoist master.

What's more, Song Lingxue is one of the rare geniuses who chose to directly enter the Martial Hall through the blood test. This is extremely rare among the true disciples.

Therefore, the palace masters were paying close attention to Song Lingxue's condition.

In the years to come, Song Lingxue will definitely have a place in the Martial Hall, and there will be no harm in making a good relationship with her in advance.

Song Lingxue glanced at the rhinoceros elephant under her feet and used the Blood Dragon Subduing Technique to draw out most of its blood.

After more than half a year of fighting, the rhino's blood and energy were almost completely lost, and only a small part remained.

The blood and energy turn into warm currents, flowing through the limbs and bones, and finally merging into the spiritual orifices in the body.

Her cultivation had just entered the fifth realm, and only twelve of the divine orifices in her body had been activated. However, with the support of the divine orifices, her physique had changed greatly. With the nourishment of blood and energy, her rapid breathing immediately became much smoother.

After taking a breath, Song Lingxue followed closely behind Ji Hong and stepped into the space passage.

The space channel was extremely short, but in just a moment, Song Lingxue was already standing on solid ground.

Before Song Lingxue could come to her senses, a group of people came slowly. There were fourteen people in total, all women, dressed in the same tight-fitting suits with shiny silver armor plates. The leader was nearly thirty years old, with extremely strong blood and energy fluctuations. She had entered the sixth realm of martial arts and reached the spiritual level.

"These are the martial servants, the servants of the martial palace. From today on, they will take care of your daily life. For anything you need for your practice, you can directly tell them to get it."

Ji Hong explained, and then said: "Song Zhenchuan has just passed the blood test, and he is exhausted. He will recuperate first. After one month, the hall master will personally meet you."

"Thank you very much."

Song Lingxue came to her senses and nodded in thanks.

"It's just a small favor. As fellow Martial Hall members, this is the way to go."

Ji Hong waved his hand without staying for too long, and the projection slowly dissipated.

If you want to get closer to someone, you don't have to rush into it. Being too enthusiastic at this moment will only backfire. You need to strike the right balance.

Song Lingxue looked at the leading woman and asked in a low voice:

"What's your name?"

The woman bowed and said respectfully:

"Song Yi."

Hearing this, Song Lingxue frowned slightly and looked carefully at the warriors in front of her. After looking for a moment, she noticed something unusual.

The skin of these women has a faint metallic texture, which does not look like the flesh of normal creatures, but more like weapons.

Song Lingxue looked at the remaining warriors and asked a few more questions.

Sure enough, the remaining thirteen people, named Song Er to Song Shisi, all used her surname and none of their real names.

The so-called martial servants are not normal creatures, but a kind of puppets that were refined by the Martial Hall with inspiration from other sects and are no different from weapons.

This type of puppet is very convenient to use, and there is no need to consider whether it is loyal. The only disadvantage is that the refining process is cumbersome, consumes a lot of resources, and also requires a period of careful training and implantation of a large amount of information about the Martial Palace.

The resources consumed in refining Song Yi can create more than ten or even more spiritual realm warriors. Refining in large quantities is not very cost-effective for the Martial Palace.

The fourteen people including Song Yi were born not long ago. They were specially prepared for Song Lingxue and they are the exclusive privileges of the true disciples of the Martial Palace.

Song Yi raised his hand to open a space channel, bowed and said: "I will take you to Lingxue Realm to recuperate, please follow me."

"Ayane Snow Realm?"

Song Lingxue was stunned for a moment, and after asking carefully for a while, she fell into indescribable shock.

The true disciples of the Martial Hall have their own unique world, and all resources within the world belong to them.

The world that Song Lingxue owns now has just been renamed "Lingxue" today.

From Song Yi, Song Lingxue learned the specific situation of the great world under her name.

This vast world is ruled by an eighth-level alien species. There are over a hundred seventh-level creatures in the world, and over a trillion sixth-level and below creatures, so the resources for cultivation are extremely abundant.

From today on, all of these become Song Lingxue's private property.

As soon as she entered the Martial Hall, Song Lingxue had already experienced what it meant to be wealthy and powerful. The gift that the Martial Hall gave her was even more powerful than the Cang Yun Realm that she had in mind.