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Everyone rubbed their eyes vigorously as they tried to concoct a pill of the Violet Tier. Only when they were certain that they were not seeing things did their hearts beat faster.

Orange rank. Ling Xiao was an orange rank apothecary. It was truly unbelievable that an orange rank soul master could concoct a purple rank pill.

Of course, it was because it was too inconceivable that someone immediately shouted, "Xiao Lang cheated. Otherwise, how could it be possible?"

This person's words represented the majority of the people's views. Thus, the masked man who was the referee once again carefully examined the Purple Level pill, and then he said very solemnly, "I can guarantee with my life that this pill has just been refined."

Others might not know the identity of this masked man, but how could Uncle Zou and the other representatives from the various sects and soul sects not know about this masked man's identity? They would never doubt this masked man's identity.

Since the representatives of the various sects did not say anything, no one dared to question their judgement no matter how unwilling they were.

The masked man was clearly very curious and could not help but ask, "May I ask, Sir Xiao Lang, for you to be able to refine so many Cyan Rank Brighteye Pills within a single pill furnace with your Orange Rank cultivation is already very heaven-defying. How did you refine this Purple Rank Divine Eye Pill?"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, "Actually, this is my secret in refining medicine. However, since you all have asked, there will definitely be many people who will not accept it if I do not say anything. Forget it, since you all will not be able to learn it, I'll tell you all."

Although there were many people who did not know how to refine medicine, Ling Xiao explained it to them. They were still eager to hear its profoundness. The alchemists even pricked up their ears, afraid that they would miss out on any of Ling Xiao's words.

"My soul power is not enough, so I can only concoct Cyan Rank pills for the time being. However, I have a method of concocting pills that can return a large amount of Cyan Rank pills to the furnace, and then absorb and refine all the effects of the Cyan Rank pills. In other words, I can use a large amount of Cyan Rank Brighteye Pill to concoct a Purple Rank Divine Eye Pill."

Just as Ling Xiao finished speaking, the masked man slapped his palm against the pill furnace and the entire cauldron of Clear Sight Pills flew out, spilling onto the ground.

The surrounding people picked up the Clear Sight Pills and sure enough, they all turned into dregs without anyone noticing.

"Amazing." No one doubted that Ling Xiao's purple pill was a result of cheating. Their doubtful gazes turned into looks of jealousy and envy.

For such a heaven-defying alchemist, no matter which sect or school he was from, he would be willing to spend a lot of money to ruthlessly rope him in.

The representatives of the various sects looked at Ling Xiao with fiery eyes, as though she was a peerless beauty that could enchant millions of men. Ling Xiao felt goosebumps all over her body as she said, "Oh, it's so cold."

The most depressed person on the stage was Ouyang Xun from the Nether Heavenly Sect. He had been about to obtain first place, but he did not expect that Ling Xiao would 'unsheathe a knife for a lover'. He was so angry that he nearly choked to death from not being able to take a deep breath.

Although Nangong Yugrong and Zou Lian, who were ranked second and third, were disappointed, when they saw Ouyang Xun's defeated look, their disappointment was swept away and was replaced with a look of schadenfreude.

Looking at the pity, sympathy, schadenfreude and other gazes of the people around him, Ouyang Xun couldn't wait to find the hardest piece of tofu in the world and smash himself to death.

No one could compare to Ling Xiao's unique skill. He was truly worthy of being number one in this competition.

After three rounds, Ling Xiao had won two. Wang Wencai of the Ksitigarbha School had won one match, and Ling Xiao had gained an obvious advantage.

Actually, everyone knew in their hearts that if not for those people blocking Ling Xiao's path in the second match, there was no telling who would be the victor in that match.

The "country bumpkin" that everyone had been looking down on had become a hot topic. Many of the young masters could not help but sigh at the fickleness of the world, the fact that they were born at the wrong time, and the fact that they were born with Xiao Lang.

However, there were still two matches that had yet to begin. Everyone had a chance.

This was because in the fourth round of the Martial Competition, one victory could be decided in two rounds. As long as anyone won in this round, they would have the chance to challenge Ling Xiao again.

However, if Ling Xiao won this match again, then she would be a peerless existence that no one could chase after.

Of course, right now, Ling Xiao was already in the limelight. Everyone was staring at him. Even if they could not win, they would fight to the death against Ling Xiao, leaving her with no end in sight.

Other than Ling Xiao, the other young masters who came to choose their husbands all came from famous sects.

Not for anything else, just for the sake of their sect's reputation, they definitely wouldn't have a good time with Ling Xiao.

Moreover, the rules of the fourth round of battles were very favorable for these people. The Zou Clan thought that a one-on-one battle was too troublesome, so they chose to group up against each other instead.

The two hundred people were divided into eight groups. The twenty-five people were in a group fight and the last person standing on the field would be the victor of the group fight against the other groups.

Ling Xiao shrugged her shoulders. Actually, he knew that he definitely would not be able to win this match. This was because he did not dare to use his full strength in front of everyone.

Therefore, it did not matter if he was beaten or not in this match. However, it was not Ling Xiao's style to give up if he did not fight. Even if he lost, he would send a few fellows flying at him.

Ling Xiao did not even need to think to know that the way those fellows were looking at him was extremely unfriendly. It was obvious what they were thinking at a glance.

Just as Ling Xiao was exercising her muscles and bones, dozens of masked men stood forward. They had joined forces to split the open space in the Myriad Miles Hall into eight areas.

Soon after, Uncle Zou laughed, "Everyone, in order to ensure the fairness of the competition, our Zou family has no participants. Three days, three days, three families have just eight candidates. They are divided into eight groups as seeded contestants.

In fact, even if there were any objections, no one would bring it up. If anyone was foolish enough to protest under such circumstances, wouldn't that mean that they would have a grudge with the Three Realms, Three Realms, and Three Families?

After a moment of silence, Uncle Zou immediately said, "Since no one has any objections, then let us officially begin the division."

Li Qingming from the Cloud Sky Sect, Min Kang from the Clear Sky Sect, Ouyang Xun from the Nether Sky Sect, Wang Wencai from the Kitigarbha Sect, Chu Bufan from the Earth Immortal Sect, Nangong Yurong from the Earth Sect, Long Clan and Long Han from the Tang Clan were divided into eight groups.

It was very lucky, or perhaps it was Li Qingming's misfortune, that Ling Xiao had been assigned to the same group as him.

This time, all the disciples that had come to participate in the fourth round had made a life and death agreement. They were all confident in their own lives.

Therefore, killing someone in the sparring competition would not be punished. This made Ling Xiao decide that she had to win the match.

There was only one way to deal with Li Qingming, and that was to kill him.

Due to the fairness of the match, all the candidates who had consumed a lot of soul power in the third round had received the Blue level Soul-Replenishing Pill from the Zou Clan.

Therefore, no one would be able to take advantage of this battle.

Regarding the fourth battle, the disciples of the Three Great Families of the Three Heavens and Three Earth had actually already made their preparations. As for the fourth battle, the disciples of the Three Great Families of the Three Heavens and Three Earth had actually made their preparations.

Therefore, when Ling Xiao stood in the same area as Li Qingming, the other 24 people turned to look at Ling Xiao in unison.

Li Qingming was the great-grandson of the Cloud Sky Sect's Sect Master. No matter how rich Ling Xiao was, she wasn't famous. It was only natural that they knew who they were on the side of.

Although Ling Xiao had many Dharma treasures on her, they believed that true battle was not something that could be won by having many Dharma treasures.

They were very confident because they were twenty-four to one. As long as they could get Ling Xiao out of the ring, the victor of this match would undoubtedly be Li Qingming.

"If you know what's good for you and quit, I won't make things difficult for you." Li Qingming generously expressed his attitude. In his opinion, he already had a lot of grace.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao only smiled in an indifferent manner. "If you know what's good for you and quit voluntarily, I'll spare your life."

Although the people from the other matches were also preparing for battle, they all remained silent. Thus, everyone could hear the conversation between Ling Xiao and Li Qingming.

If it were the first match, everyone would think that Ling Xiao was a braggart. However, after the first three rounds, they had reason to believe that Ling Xiao might have the ability to do so.

The corner of Li Qingming's eyes moved slightly. His murderous intent was clear as he said, "Brothers, let's go!"

The aristocratic juniors that Li Qingming had roped in did not say a word. All of them took out their weapons and charged at Ling Xiao in an aggressive manner.

When Ling Xiao's hands transformed into sword fingers, everyone's heart felt like it had been struck ruthlessly by a hammer.

With a flick of Ling Xiaoxiao's sword fingers, countless rays of orange sword shadows flew out, stabbing crazily at the aristocratic children who were charging towards him.

The Cloud Sky Sect's Void Sword Finger.

Bang bang bang bang … The sword shadow collided with the bodies of the young masters from influential clans, stirring up countless orange light spots before immediately disappearing.

Which one of those disciples was not wearing armor? With Ling Xiao's Orange Rank cultivation, how could he possibly hurt them?

Even so, Ling Xiao's sword move had still given everyone a fright. The most astonished one was from the Cloud Sky Sect, Li Qingming.

It had to be known that the Cloud Sky Sect had never passed down its secret sword skills. As long as an outsider learned their sword skills, they would be killed without question.

"Stop." Li Qingming suddenly called out to those aristocratic juniors who were about to reach Ling Xiao. With eyes as sharp as swords, he glared fiercely at Ling Xiao and asked, "Who are you? How do you know our Cloud Sky Sect's absolute art?"

"The Cloud Sky Sect's secret technique." Ling Xiao sneered, "I'm just buying a lousy skill from a beggar. Yet, you insist that it's a skill from your Cloud Sky Sect. You're really too thick-skinned."

Everyone present could not help but roll their eyes. They could tell that Ling Xiao was indeed using the Cloud Sky Sect's Void Sword Finger. If Ling Xiao insisted on being thick-skinned, the others could only look up at her.

Ling Xiao continued to speak very shamelessly, "I still have a few skills that I obtained from that beggar. They are all related to each other. Take a look and see if they are all the skills of your Cloud Sky Sect."

With that, Ling Xiao displayed the other sword skills of the Cloud Sky Sect to Li Qingming. Everyone was dumbfounded.

"If you think I'm secretly learning the sword skills of your Cloud Sky Sect, then let's have a spar. Whoever loses will become trash, what do you think?" Ling Xiao looked at Li Qingming with a mischievous smile, her tone filled with provocation.

If Ling Xiao insisted that the Cloud Sky Sect's sword art came from a beggar, it would be a great humiliation to the Cloud Sky Sect.

"You …" Li Qingming was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He had always been proud of his sect and his birth, so he would absolutely not allow anyone to insult his sect.

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth curled as a sly smile quietly flashed by. He knew that his provocation had finally succeeded.

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