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"Descendants who enter the Treasure Pavilion are allowed to choose one of the treasures. Do not be greedy!"

Yang Li looked at the massive stone monument in front of him and could not help but feel speechless.

When he first entered, he saw over a hundred bookshelves as well as a room filled with Night Pearls.

There were all sorts of treasures on the bookshelf. Yang Li was naturally pleasantly surprised to see so many treasures, but what he didn't expect was that after the door was opened, a gentle breeze blew past and all the treasures on the bookshelf were turned to dust!

Yang Li was extremely unwilling!

"Could it be that Senior Sister Su's injuries only brought back a pile of dust? I don't believe it! "

Yang Li circulated his spiritual energy around his body, in order to achieve an illumination effect. He carried Su Wanqing as he ran through the bookshelves. Even after going through half of the Mysterious Treasure Pavilion, he still did not find a single usable treasure.

When they finished looking at the last bookshelf, Yang Li had completely given up. There were indeed no treasures that they could use.

Suddenly, Yang Li's mind moved. A certain part of the Mysterious Treasure Pavilion seemed to be affecting his bloodline. Yang Li frowned as he followed the blood's reaction.

Yang Li followed his senses and arrived at the stone tablet at the entrance of the Mysterious Treasure Pavilion. He didn't discover anything, but the thirst in his bloodline was growing stronger and stronger.

After a careful inspection, he found that there was a small door at the back of the stone monument. However, since this door was too dark, he didn't notice it at the start.

Because he had been hugging Su Wanqing all this time, Yang Li could only try kicking the door open.

"That's fine too!" Yang Li was even more speechless. Such a hidden door was originally very difficult to open, but who would have thought that he would actually kick it open?

However, when he thought about it again, it made sense. If the treasures of the Treasure school could be dispersed with the wind, then this proved that this place had existed for many years.

Yang Li carried Su Wanqing through the small door. The first thing that entered his sight was a desk with a piece of paper on it. There were two stones placed left and right, one red and the other green.

On the left side of the room was a pile of spirit stones, while on the right side was a jade bed. On the wall of the bed hung a fire-red sword.

The entire room was covered in a weak glow and was spotless. At the same time, the density of spiritual energy in the room was four times greater than that in the outside world.

Yang Li gently placed Su Wanqing on the jade bed. The well-preserved jade bed gave people a warm feeling, but it did not seem cold at all.

Then he took the sword and looked at it. Above the scabbard was a phoenix that was about to fly away. Its eyes were adorned with two fiery red gems, and it looked extremely beautiful.

After the sword was unsheathed, one could see that the sword's body was a fiery red like a demon. On both sides of the sword were carvings of phoenixes, and near the sword hilt were two small words.

However, Yang Li was unable to determine its rank. Without even thinking about it, he kept it in his spatial ring and walked over to his desk.

At the same time, the sensation in his blood became even stronger, and his blood started to boil.

"Strange, it seems to be the reaction from the stone on the left."

Yang Li first picked up the stone on the left. After inspecting it for a while, he discovered that it was useless and directly put it away. As he put it away, the strange feeling in his heart instantly disappeared.

He did not rush to collect the other stone. Instead, he picked up the paper on the desk.

"What the hell is this? There's not a single word to describe it! What's the point of putting it here?!" Yang Li looked at the completely blank piece of paper, completely in no mood to think about anything else. He also put the other stone away into his spatial ring.

"This is great, for some reason, I've become a money grubber. I don't know anything other than spirit stones!" Yang Li couldn't help but mutter.

However, even though he was muttering, his hands didn't relax in the slightest. He used his spiritual energy to move all the spirit stones into his interspatial ring.

"Heh, someone has come to this place before." Yang Li, who was putting the items away, heard a sound from above and couldn't help but frown.

"It is not clear whether they are friends or enemies. Let's protect Su Wanqing first." As Yang Li thought of this, he walked to the bedside and picked up Su Wan Qing, putting the jade bed into his storage ring.

But then he thought, if the person who came was an enemy, it would be too inconvenient to carry Su Wanqing. Thus, he took out a piece of clothing from his ring and tore it off, tying Su Wanqing to his body.

"There's a small door!" Let's go, let's go and take a look. " A wretched voice entered Yang Li's ears.

Yang Li saw two people walk in from outside and his eyes turned cold. They were people from the Cloud Mist Sect!

When the two of them came in, they were stunned to see Yang Li and Su Wan Qing, who he carried on his back, unconscious.

Following which, one of the disciples snickered, "The trash of the Sky Mist Sect, what a coincidence."

Yang Li's face turned cold as he said: "What a good dog! If you don't block the way, scram!"

Hearing Yang Li's words, the two disciples' faces froze. Killing intent condensed in their eyes as they looked at him.

Another disciple laughed coldly: "A trash of the first level of the Blood Tempering Stage! How dare he be arrogant? You really are hanging yourself from an old longevity star! "

"However, we are willing to give you a chance. If you hand over the beauty on your back and the treasures on your body, we might be able to spare your life."

"Ha ha-ha ha, right! Brother Zimo is right! Hand over the beauty to let us have a good time, and then hand over the treasure on you, and you can scram! " Another disciple laughed lewdly.

"I've never seen anyone so anxious to die!" Yang Li coldly spat out these words.

When Zimo heard this, she immediately got angry.

"Sharp tooth and hard mouth!" Since that's the case, you can just die! Ink Fire Sword Art, Inky Ink! " A pitch-black spirit energy poured down like a waterfall. The explosive feeling of fire attribute spirit energy contained within it caused one to be unable to help from feeling the pressure multiplied.

As this disciple made his move, Yang Li brightly smiled. This was because this was only a disciple at the seventh level of the Blood Tempering stage. This also meant that both of their cultivations were only at the Blood Tempering stage.

However, Yang Li had never failed in a battle of the same level!

"Then I'll grant you the thought of courting death! "Flame God Spear Art, Nirvana Flames!" Yang Li immediately used his movement technique to dodge Zi Mo's attack and rushed towards the other disciple's back.

The disciple had been watching in mockery as Zi Mo attacked Yang Li, but he suddenly felt the danger and immediately activated his defensive spirit art. Just as he unleashed his defensive spirit art, Yang Li's attack arrived.

Because he did not use the Blood Explosion Technique, Yang Li did not pierce through his defensive spirit art. However, at this moment, he was able to tell that this disciple's cultivation was the same as Zi Mo's, at the seventh level of the Blood Tempering stage!

Since both of them were at the seventh level of the Blood Tempering Stage, this also meant that he didn't need to hesitate in the slightest and directly beat them!

"Blood Explosion!" Yang Li's realm continued to rise, reaching the fifth level of the Blood Tempering stage in an instant. The two men from the Cloud Mist Sect were astonished, but they did not pay any attention to it.

"Fight to the death? He used the explosive Spiritual Art, tsk tsk, it seems that this Spiritual Art isn't bad. It directly raised the cultivation of the fourth level, but what's the use of that! "Qi Meng, let's attack together and finish this quickly!"

"You can't even handle this kind of small fry!?" Although I don't like to bully the weak, but for the sake of beauties, I will endure it! " Qi Meng sighed and shook his head, but he didn't hesitate. He took out his stick and swung it towards Yang Li.

Seeing the two of them attack together, Yang Li did not panic at all. His long spear danced as one spirit art after another was executed, perfectly blocking the attacks of the two.

The situation was tense for a moment. Powerful spirit energy was crisscrossed throughout the room, and from time to time, even more intense fluctuations would erupt. Yang Li did not feel too much pressure at all.

However, the more the two fought, the more shocked they were. Even though their cultivation was only at the first level of the Blood Tempering Stage, they were actually able to fight two levels higher than the fifth level of the Blood Tempering Stage.

"Qi Meng, don't hesitate, use your trump card. If you don't, you probably won't be able to kill this brat! "Ink Fire Sword Art, Ink Fire Forest!" Zi Mo directly threw out his trump card.

He stabbed his sword into the ground and pitch black flames surged out. The black flames continuously appeared under Yang Li's feet.

Yang Li hid while sneering: "Is that all you can do? Not enough! "Just put in more strength and you can kill me!"

None of the fire on the ground could hit him.

"Damn brat!" You've completely angered me! " Qi Meng was furious when he saw that Zimo's trump card had not caused any damage to Yang Li.

"Desolate Pole Technique, One Rod Break Eight Desolations!" Qi Meng swung the long rod in his hand at Yang Li, creating illusory shadows of the pole, which constantly superimposed on the long rod in his hand, becoming more and more powerful.

Yang Li saw that they had all used their trump cards, and chuckled: "Interesting, but, only you guys have a trump card! "Illusory Fire Palm!" Yang Li put away his sleeper spear.

A palm shot towards the two of them. A flaming palm made up of spiritual energy shot towards the two of them with an indescribable aura. The two of them were completely bewitched. They stood there in a daze until the spirit art was about to hit them.

"One Wall!"

"Fire Spirit Robe!"

The two hastily used defensive spirit arts in order to block Yang Li's attack. However, Yang Li didn't have the time to play around with them. The Blood Explosion Technique was about to arrive, so they had to quickly end this battle.

Yang Li immediately displayed his movement technique and once again took out his spear, thrusting it towards Qi Meng. He decided to kill the one with the most foul mouth.

"Soaring Flame Dragon!" A roaring fire dragon appeared above the spear and ferociously pounced towards Qi Meng. Under the immense pressure of the Illusory Fire Palm and the Rising Sun Flame Dragon, Qi Meng's defensive spirit art was directly shattered into pieces.

Qi Meng was sent flying after being hit by both of his spells at the same time. He was destined to be seriously injured.

"Explode!"

Yang Li naturally wouldn't give Qi Meng the slightest chance. He directly detonated the explosive energy within Qi Meng's body. Qi Meng's body was instantly torn apart, completely devoid of any signs of life.

Yang Li didn't hesitate at all when he saw Qi Meng die. He turned around and left, speeding toward the small door.

"I will let you go for now. If not for the fact that my senior sister Chen Qing was severely injured, it would be inappropriate to fight for too long. This day next year will also be the day of your death!"

Yang Li's voice rang out, and his figure completely disappeared from outside the small door. Zi Mo, who was shocked by Qi Meng's death, finally reacted, and his expression instantly became extremely unsightly.

Two seventh level of the Blood Tempering Stage martial artists were surrounding and attacking a first level Blood Tempering martial artist, but the one that was being killed had calmly fled!

No one would believe such a feat!

Zimo couldn't help but take a deep breath. This person was covered in cold sweat. He stood in the same spot for a long time before turning around to leave.

"..."

The reason why Yang Li left in such a hurry was because of Su Xiaqing.

Su Wanqing was already severely injured, yet Su Chen had led her in a relatively intense battle.

The aftermath of the battle made her already weak aura even weaker.

It wasn't that Yang Li couldn't kill Zi Mo, it was just as he said. If he continued to fight, Su Wan Qing would really die!

Yang Li carried Su Wanqing on his back, left the Treasure Pavilion and headed in the direction they came from.

But not long after he left, the white paper in his spatial ring began to emit a hazy light. An array formation suddenly appeared in front of him, catching him off guard. Yang Li directly crashed into it, and the white paper disappeared with it.

Yang Li and the other two had disappeared as well.