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The Treasure Bag's creation was extremely ingenious. It looked like a fist-sized bag, but had a capacity as big as half a room. When used, one only needed to infuse a little bit of spirit energy to store items.

Tang Lichuan had never used such a convenient prop before, so he played with it for a long time before putting it away.

Before long, his footsteps had already reached the preparation room outside the Myriad Herbs Forest. This kind of room, which was used for disciples to rest and prepare for battle, could only be entered by at least outer sect disciples.

He stood at the door of the room and knocked lightly. After a while, the door creaked open and a young woman entered.

The other party suspiciously sized up Tang Lichuan a few times, as though she could tell that Tang Lichuan's cultivation level was not high. Her beautiful eyes revealed a look of confusion, and asked: "Junior brother, who are you looking for?"

Tang Lichuan took out a wooden tablet from the Treasure Bag for her to see and explained: "Senior Brother Gan asked me to come."

"Junior Sister Little He, who is knocking on the door?"

A crafty voice came from inside the room, following that, a man with a slightly weasel-like temperament stuck his head out. "Trash with a first level of Opening Spirit Stage? Didn't Senior Gan say to find an expert that can identify the aura of spirit grass for us? Why did you call this trash over! "

The man ruthlessly ridiculed Tang Lichuan once he saw him, and then, without even intending to let him in, he berated him with incomparable disgust: "Get lost! Don't stand in front of laozi like that! "

Speaking of the profound strength of this person, it was reasonable to yell at Tang Lichuan, but he himself was only at the second level of Opening Spirit Stage. He was also a low level disciple, but he actually dared to look down on Tang Lichuan!

The road of martial arts was divided into nine stages from each realm starting from Opening Spirit Stage. Although Opening Spirit Stage was the starting stage of martial arts, there was an obvious difference in the strength of the realms within the same realm.

The first to third stages were known as the weak realms, and during this stage of cultivation, the main purpose of martial cultivator was to control the spirit energy in his body to become a physical body, and to have the ability to release spirit energy.

The fourth to sixth levels of Sixth Level were called the middle levels. The martial cultivator at this stage not only had an even denser amount of spirit energy compared to before, they were also able to control the movement of the spirit energy outside of their bodies as well. It had become a sign of the strong and weak middle levels.

Its might gradually shifted towards the origin energy of the Elemental Martial Stage. Facing people of both the middle and weak stages, martial cultivator in the strong stages could even easily defeat their opponent with just their spirit energy, without even needing to use martial skill s to easily defeat them.

As a result, there were too many factors that could determine victory or defeat in the first to third stages of the same weak realm. Just by being of a higher realm, one would think that they could win and look down on others, which could only mean that this person was short-sighted and conceited!

Although that Junior Sister Xiao He also felt that Tang Lichuan's cultivation was too low, her tone was much more tactful. "Junior brother, we are currently heading to the second level of the Myriad Herbs Forest, there are already extremely vicious Savage Beast there, and if junior brother enters, I'm afraid that you will be unable to protect yourself, so I would be grateful if junior brother can go back and inform Senior Brother Gan, and change you to a stronger junior brother."

There were also nine different levels of cultivation for martial cultivator s with the same cultivation level. However, Savage Beast s were weaker than humans in terms of intelligence, stronger than humans, and their physiques was stronger, so it was really impossible to determine the victor between Savage Beast s with the same level of cultivation as martial cultivator s.

As a place where Profound Dragon Sect was used as a trial and benefit for the disciples, even if Savage Beast existed, their strength would not be so abnormal that ordinary disciples would not be able to resist them.

The Myriad Herbs Forest of the second floor still could not be considered to be the core area, and the realm of Savage Beast s only fluctuated between the third floor and the third floor.

Even so, Little He Junior Sister and the others were still unwilling to have anyone in their party who would drag them down. Of course, they wanted to persuade Tang Lichuan to change to someone else.

"Junior Sister Little He, why are you being so courteous to a trash! Go back inside your house and rest first. I'll chase him away! " The weasel-like man gallantly pulled Little He behind him, while he himself took a step forward to block the door. He extended his hand, and mercilessly struck a palm towards Tang Lichuan: "I told you to scram! "Did you hear that …"

The man's hand was wrapped with Spirit Qi, he had already activated the martial skill to teach Tang Lichuan a lesson.

This was the first time they had met, and yet the other party had used him as a weapon to gain the favor of Junior Sister. Even though they did not have any prior grievances against each other, the other party was still going to deal such a heavy blow, causing the anger that Tang Lichuan had accumulated over the past few days to instantly burst forth.

His body moved to the side and dodged the other party's vicious palm attack. His right hand shot out to grab the other party's hand, which coincidentally grabbed onto the other party's wrist.

With all his strength, he pulled forward, and with the force of Tang Lichuan's pulling and the inertia from his palm hitting nothing, the opponent was actually pulled a few steps forward!

The man's right leg was instantly numb, and bent down with a bang. The sound of his knee colliding with the ground produced a loud sound, and unexpectedly caused Tang Lichuan to make a slight move, pulling Tang Lichuan out from the room and kicking him down the corridor!

The instantaneous change in situation caused the weasel-like man to still be in a state of sleepwalking. He should have clearly sent Tang Lichuan flying with a single palm strike, winning the favor of his Junior Sister. How could this turn into him being easily subdued by her and even making him kneel down in front of her!

The skin on his face kept on shaking, and his hair stood on end due to the anger. He shouted angrily, "You dare make me kneel? I'll kill you! "

Tang Lichuan didn't care about the enraged him at all, he grabbed onto his wrist and twisted it, forming a bow that was behind his back, he pushed forward, causing the man's body to fall onto the ground uncontrollably, causing him to anxiously use his other hand to resist the impact, barely preventing Tang Lichuan from pushing him down to the ground.

Not only did Tang Lichuan make him kneel, she even wanted him to lie on the ground like a dog! This humiliation made him even more infuriated, and following that, a huge amount of Spirit Qi surged towards his wrist, attempting to break Tang Lichuan's control.

"You still want to resist?" Tang Lichuan let out a cold snort, and a golden lion head suddenly appeared in his right hand. With a loud lion head roar, Tang Lichuan grabbed onto the five fingers of the other party's wrist, and a powerful oppressive force instantly crushed the opponent's spirit energy.

With his arm being twisted by Tang Lichuan behind him, the weasel man was originally having difficulty using his strength, but now that Tang Lichuan had used the martial skill to increase his control, he was like a deflated ball, unable to use any strength at all.

Without the protection of the spirit energy, the immense pressure of the Lion's Barbarian Fist landed on his opponent's flesh and bones. When his five fingers moved, he felt that the bones in his wrist were about to be broken by Tang Lichuan.

"I thought you said trash? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again. " The pressure between Tang Lichuan's fingers gradually grew stronger, allowing him to carefully savor every bit of the increasing pain.

That kind of malposition was like two large pincers directly clamping onto the bone. The intense pain came pouncing onto that person's brain.

The immense pain made him not resist for long. In just a few seconds, he cried out, as beads of sweat the size of beans fell to the ground. His lips trembled as he pleaded for mercy, "Pain! Pain! Pain! I am trash, I say I am trash! "I know I was wrong. Please spare me, old man. It's so awkward …"