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"Now that you all have a chance, your strength will be able to soar. However, the price that you all have to pay for this opportunity is extremely painful. Are you all willing to accept it?" Chen Feng's gaze was like lightning as he looked deeply at the dozen people before him.

Sensing the anticipation in Chen Feng's gaze, the hearts of the crowd jolted. What followed after was deep joy.

In their eyes, Chen Feng was becoming more and more mysterious. Although he was only at the peak of the advanced stage of the tribulation, he was still able to kill a Loose Immortal.

"Perhaps some of you think that I have the confidence to quickly increase your strength. Indeed, I do have the ability to quickly increase your strength, but this method is extremely dangerous. Whether or not we can survive it is still fifty percent. " Chen Feng emphasized on these words.

For a moment, the few cultivators hesitated, only Meng Shan, Chen Hua Qing, and Gao Lang nodded without hesitation.

However, very quickly, the cultivators that were hesitating nodded their heads resolutely and said, "Peak Master, we are willing to bear this pain for the sake of the revival of the Jaded Bamboo Peak."

Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction. With how powerful his spiritual power was, he could naturally sense that these people had all agreed willingly. In an instant, Chen Feng was impressed by Chang Ling's ability to read people. It was better to not mess around. Although there were only a dozen disciples on the Black Bamboo Peak, they were all open-minded.

"Alright, since you have made your decision, we will begin to level up in three days. However, this is a serious matter, so we have to go to another place. " Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Elsewhere?" "Where?" Everyone was stunned, unable to understand what was going on.

"You will know when the time comes. In these three days, you will recover here, and in addition, do your best to collect the spirit liquid from the spirit liquid spring. After Chen Feng finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace after a few leaps. Only a voice slowly came, "Three days later, I will come to pick you up."

"Fellow Junior Brothers, since the Peak Master is able to give us such an opportunity, we must not lose face for the Peak Master!" Meng Shan said with a solemn face, "From now on, we will make the best use of our time to recover and collect the spirit liquids. Whoever wastes the Peak Master's heart, I, Meng Shan, will be the first to not let him go! "

Everyone nodded their heads in excitement. They were all people that knew how to repay kindness; otherwise, Chang Ling would not have allowed them to join the Jade Bamboo Peak. The fact that they had not abandoned the Black Bamboo Peak, especially since it had been growing weaker and weaker over the years, showed their true nature. At this moment, if Chen Feng was able to give them a chance, how could they not be grateful?

From this moment onwards, it was as if the entire JadeBamboo Peak had been completely immersed in the process.

… ….

The spiritual energy within the inner sect of the Heaven Sect was incredibly dense. Over ten Grade Eight Spiritual Pulses were gathered here. The vast Spiritual Aura seemed to feel that they were cultivating with every breath they took.

The inner sect's area was several times larger than the outer sect's mountain peaks combined.

There were a few large and small inner sect factions that had existed since the establishment of the Heaven Sect. They were the official faction of the Heaven Sect, and were essential institutions of the Sect.

The Hall of Resources was such an organization.

The Hall Master of the Hall of Resources was a veteran Rogue Immortal of the seventh tribulation. His name was Phecda, and he was one of the few senior members of the Heaven Sect.

At this moment, the Phecda Hall Master was closing his eyes tightly, breathing in and out endless spiritual energy.

Suddenly, this hall master opened his eyes, and two rays of cold light shot out from within his gaze.

At the same time, there was an urgent knock on the door. With a wave of his hand, the door opened and the cultivator that knocked was brought in.

"How dare you disturb my cultivation!" The Phecda's tone was icy cold, and her words were filled with a thick killing intent.

"Hall Master, spare us!" The face of the captured cultivator turned pale as he hurriedly shouted, "Disciple is a guard of the Lifestyle Tower. I have come to report a heaven-shaking news."

Under the pressure of the seven tribulations of a Loose Immortal, this late stage Paragon was as weak as an ant.

"Hmph, I hope your news can move me!" The expression on the Phecda's face eased a little, and she said coldly: "Speak, what news!"

"Hall Master, it's like this. When this disciple was inspecting the Lifestyle Tower this morning, he discovered that a Loose Immortal's Lifestyle had shattered." The disciple said in a hurry.

"If a Loose Immortal of the First Calamity dies, then so be it. Is it worth making such a big fuss over nothing?" Killing intent flashed in the Phecda's eyes again. Obviously, this disciple's reason wasn't enough to move him.

Seeing the killing intent in the eyes of the Phecda once again, that disciple immediately became flustered. He began to shout frantically, "Palace Lord, that Loose Immortal tribulation has some background!"

Phecda frowned, put the disciple on the ground, and coldly said: "What's going on, speak!"

Seeing that he had finally escaped the demonic palm of the Phecda, that disciple immediately let out a long breath. He panted with fear and then said, "That First Calamity Rogue Immortal is the disciple of the Zuo Clan who entered the inner sect 500 years ago, Zuo Leng Chan."

"Zuo Leng Chan?" He had some impression of this Zuo Leng Chan. Back then, that Old Ancestor of the Zuo family had specially come to visit him in order to let him enter the Hall of Resources and expand the circle of influence of the Zuo family.

"Zuo Leng Chan died? "Have you ever investigated the cause of death? Who killed him?" Phecda asked coldly.

"This... This disciple came in a hurry and has not been able to find out! " The disciple stammered.

"Trash, what do I need you for?" A fierce light flashed in the Phecda's eyes. That disciple didn't even have the time to scream. With a glare, he died.

"Someone, come!" Phecda shouted.

In an instant, a few figures swiftly appeared in front of the Phecda.

"You guys go and check where that Zuo Leng Chan has been these past few days and find out who killed him." The Phecda coldly ordered, "And throw this piece of trash out as well."

Those people immediately nodded their heads and then silently disappeared without a trace. The disciples that disappeared with them also died on the ground.

"Zuo Leng Chan, if I remember correctly, he should be the grandson of that old demoness from the Zuo Clan." It looks like the Heaven Sect is going to be in turmoil again. " The Phecda said to herself. Then, she closed her eyes and began to cultivate.