CH 63.2

The bunch of cultivators settled down on a nearby island. They took out all sorts of treasures that could aid with resting. Transforming the island into a temporary imperial residence. A few female cultivators brought out extremely beautiful couches, and there were also some of them who retrieved veils to cover their beds.

‘Hrmp, smelly show offs!’ RenEr said.

His voice was not soft, and the other party were all cultivators. Among them even had a few golden core cultivators, so naturally they could hear RenEr’s words. At the same time, someone else directly slashed their sword. To think they wanted to cleave the island in half.

Little martial uncle Yan YuQing immediately made his move. Only a flash of light could be seen, and the opposing sword light was deflected away. However, Yan YuQing’s sword light did not diminish in might, and it flew towards an unmistakably large bed. 

On the bed was a pair of male and female. They were not doing anything else, just meditating.

YuanHong suddenly opened his eyes, his sword wielding arm was covered in sweat. He was a cultivator representing Illustrious Sword sect’s face. If he were to dodge it, it would mean tarnishing Illustrious Sword sect’s face. Rather, even if he did not dodge, he still could not intercept it in time.

A female cultivator standing beside him immediately started to circulate spirit energy. The canopy seemed to be blown by a strong wind; it was no longer soft and gentle. It flew into the sky, and it seemed to turn into something similar to a sheet of metal, stopping the sword light with brute force, producing a crisp ding sound. Being overpowered, the canopy was easily town to shreds by the sword light, but penetrated into YuanHong’s space between his eyebrows before disappearing.

YuanHong clenched both of his fists and stared intently at Yan YuQing. Although they were both at golden core stage, but with that slash as evidence, YuanHong knew that he was not his match.

Both parties looked like they were about to have conflict, but YuanHong raised his hand to stop it. He averted his gaze and with an ashen face, he spoke, ‘Now is not the time to strike.’

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Yan YuQing had established his might with one slash, Su TingYun gave him praise in her heart.

She felt that little martial uncle’s strength was higher than her teacher. This must be the strength of the sword from killing. No wonder he could single-handedly support our school without the help of those middle-aged elders, truly a strong and dependable man. His true strength was also extremely doughty.

BaiSu who was sitting at the side, slightly knitted his eyebrows and swept his gaze across RenYi.

RenYi’s heart was disturbed, ‘I’m finished. Pavilion master must be pissed off at them for stirring up trouble.’

‘How about I secretly eliminate this Illustrious Sword sect? Brothers, what do you think?’ He transmitted his thoughts to RenJia with secret sound transmission.

RenJia: ‘HeHe.’

During the high noon of the second day, a rising dragon pillar leapt up from the water’s surface. Every single pillar had a cultivator looking over it. After Obliteration Sword Tower registered, they were allowed entry.

After Su TingYun and party entered the water pillar, they felt a strong force pull them towards the sky. Not long after, she saw the immortal temple that was in the sky.

The clouds and mist entangle, the immortal temple appears indistinctly.

This city covers an area of ten thousand qing and was suspended in the sky. But it could not be seen from the ground. Even if someone flew into the sky, not a trace could be found. Only by going through the rising dragon pillar could they discover it.

Those that were recruited had came here before, they began explaining enthusiastically. ‘We are currently located at the audience hall of the immortal temple. The spiritual energy here is extremely dense. Since others had not come here yet, taking a few more breaths would be considered a profit. Our luck today is not bad.’

Unless one was a cultivator that was gifted by the heavens, like having a kind of heaven soul physique, that allows them to absorb spiritual energy non-stop and at any place, others would have to circulate their cultivation technique to absorb spiritual energy. As for the person who said they should take in a few more breaths, they were just clowning around.

He even willfully used his utmost effort to do a few breaths, making the people around him not know whether to cry or laugh.

Xiao Mei’s dark yin body is allegedly able to directly absorb spiritual energy externally, only taking second place compared to the heaven soul physique. However, what a shame, when Su TingYun thought of Xiao Mei, her heart would feel dejected. Where on earth would she acquire a ninth rank pill.

‘So this is the immortal temple, what kind of secrets does it hold? Fifth senior brother, since you are skilled in formations, can you find anything after looking at this?’

ZhanYu’s fifth senior brother was at building foundation stage. He took a closer look after being asked. But after just taking a look, someone used their soul to suppress him and said: ‘You want to cultivate here with such humble strength. Why not scram!’

The one who berated was a gold core stage cultivator, but judging from his clothing, he should be a cultivator from a large sect.

Su TingYun’s mental defence was much tougher, so she did not receive much damage, only her eyelid could not stop twitching and heart felt somewhat gloomy.

The fight for resources in the immortal temple had begun just after they arrived. Whichever faction who was not strong enough would get bullied wherever they go……

BaiSu felt his head hurting a little.

What kind of wind did he get today, needing to sneakily join Obliteration Sword Tower. If he wanted to find the truth, he could straightforwardly enter the lake to look for answers. Why would he follow them and get into all these activities?

Casually going anywhere would get people scolding and pointing fingers at him. This kind of feeling, was too uncomfortable.

Could it be that last night he got groped into stupidity, then felt that this place was familiar and wanted to take a better look? Or did he quarrel too fiercely with the purple tongue grass and needed to find something else to focus his attention on?

No matter what, BaiSu was extremely unhappy. He lifted his hand and gently patted RenYi’s shoulder.