Master Han raised his eyebrows.
His gaze deep and far-reaching, he saw that the inscriptions recording the rankings in the distance had already changed at some point.
‘First: Ke Mo, 577 Beast Tokens.’
‘Second: Ying Bing, 240 Beast Tokens.’
‘Third: Bai Jinghong, 77 Beast Tokens.’
…
Master Han: “?”
To be honest.
Even with his thousands of years of experience, Ying Bing’s performance was enough to shock anyone.
Facing creatures of the same realm, or even those surpassing her own, she could k*ll over two per hour.
On average, that’s two per minute.
Of course, this number can’t be taken literally, as stronger Bone monsters would have more Beast Tokens on them.
Regardless.
Ying Bing’s performance can only be described as invincible.
But…
What’s with the first place?
Over fifty?
Even if the Bone monsters stood still, they couldn’t be killed that quickly, right?
The young man in the bl**d robe frowned.
He clearly remembered.
At the Nine Peaks Martial Gathering, Ke Mo could be considered a genius in the Eastern Wilderness, but compared to the astonishing prodigy like Ying Bing, there was still a gap.
Could it be that the secret realm… has a problem? Has this person found a way to obtain more tokens?
“Master Han, should I go into the secret realm to capture him?”
Yin Huaxuan asked softly.
“Let things take their natural course, no need to interfere.”
The young man in the bl**d robe’s frown eased:
“As long as Ying Bing comes here, that’s fine.”
“Ke Mo… is also a rare talent. Now is the time when talents are needed. If he knows how to choose the right tree to perch on, it would be a good thing.”
Being able to obtain tokens is also a form of strength.
Moreover, this person himself is one of the few in the Eastern Wilderness that he finds impressive.
“This disciple is Shang Wu’s apprentice, probably difficult to tame, stubborn…”
Before Yin Huaxuan could finish, the bl**d-robed young man turned around, casting an indifferent glance.
“A disciple of Shang Wu? Isn’t that better?”
Yin Huaxuan’s heart skipped a beat.
“It would be his fortune to serve under Master Han.”
“But if this person doesn’t know his place…”
The bl**d-robed young man said calmly,
“If he cannot be used by me, then his sole value will be as food for the bl**d Phoenix essence.”
…
In the first layer of the bl**d Phoenix Secret Realm.
A large pond, many areas of which were now frozen.
A huge bone fish, swinging its massive tail, created black ripples in the pond, blocking the penetrating rays of light.
However, the icy Yin energy continued to compress its space until it became smaller and smaller.
The pond became increasingly cold.
Cold to the point where it seemed time itself had frozen.
Suddenly.
Whoosh—
A bright halo floated, carrying a snow-white longsword, falling from the sky.
The bone fish struggled desperately, but found that its overwhelming power seemed to have vanished entirely, leaving it unable to exert any force.
The snow-white longsword pierced through the void.
The black water waves were broken and penetrated.
Plop—
The longsword pierced through its forehead.
The Yin energy scattered, turning everything it touched into solid ice.
Swiftly.
The bone fish was frozen into a lifelike ice sculpture.
A string of bone tokens fell into the young woman’s hand and were stored in her waist pouch.
After completing this task, Ying Bing finally lifted her head, her eyes filled with confusion.
…
She had not seen Han Zhen so far.
Could it be that her memory was wrong? Or perhaps the person who obtained the bl**d Phoenix essence was not from here?
And Li Mo.
How did he get here so quickly?
“The top fifty can enter the next level.”
“There’s no difference.”
After a moment of contemplation.
Ying Bing’s mind stirred.
The magnificent aura of the Phoenix seemed to come alive, forming four wings behind her back. A slight spread of these wings caused ripples of light to pass.
Whoosh—
The phoenix wings spread open, carrying her away with the wind.
…
On the other side.
This cave was covered with countless spider webs. These webs looked delicate, but actually, Inner Breath Realm martial artists who fell into them couldn’t move.
A white jade spider, several feet long, was lying on the web, hissing.
“Crossing Cloud Sword Aura!”
Hundreds of sword shadows condensed, then merged into one.
Sizzle—
The white jade spider was covered in injuries, quickly being eradicated by the sword aura.
“If I had used this technique from the beginning last time, I wouldn’t have lost!”
Bai Jinghong’s chest rose and fell.
Last time was just a test; he hadn’t used his true abilities.
He was just caught off guard and didn’t have the chance to show his real strength…
After collecting the Beast Tokens, he stepped out of the cave.
As soon as he looked up, Bai Jinghong’s expression froze.
…
At the same time.
In front of a waterfall, water splashed everywhere.
Behind the waterfall was a dark stone wall. If you looked closely, you could see a small hole dug into it.
Inside the hole, there was a bl**d-red grass, emitting a faint fragrance, fluttering in the wind as if a phoenix was flying.
Precious treasures are never unclaimed.
Dozens of white bone monkeys were wandering in front of the pond.
Compared to ordinary bone monsters, they appeared more intelligent, and each had an abnormally powerful aura.
The weakest was at the peak of the Eighth Rank, equivalent to the Internal Breath Mystic Dan Realm.
The strongest was at the middle stage of the Seventh Rank, equivalent to the Five Apertures of Guan Shen.
Two figures, one big and one small, were peering out from the grass nearby.
It was Xiao Qian and Tang Xiaobao.
At this moment, their bodies were covered in thick black mud, mixed with bone powder from the monsters, using this method to prevent the bone monsters from detecting them.
“Senior Brother Tang Xiaobao, you’re amazing, really the Phoenix bl**d Spirit Grass.”
Xiao Qian whispered in surprise.
He had left clues that only disciples of the Qingyuan Sect could understand throughout his journey, which was also what Elder Qian instructed everyone to do before entering the secret realm.
Not surprisingly, he met Senior Brother Tang Xiaobao.
Senior Brother Tang Xiaobao seemed to have a unique method for finding precious treasures…
“Hmm, indeed.”
Tang Xiaobao hummed, preparing to jump out.
“What are you doing, Senior Brother Tang Xiaobao?”
“When we go to get the grass, don’t you want the grass?”
“…”
Xiao Qian looked at Tang Xiaobao’s small frame, then at the dozen or so tall and fierce-looking white bone monkeys nearby.
“Senior Brother, I know you’re very capable, but let’s think about this carefully.”
Just these dozen white bone monkeys were beyond their ability to handle.
Even with the teacher’s help, it would still require a significant cost.
Moreover, even if they picked the spirit grass, who knew if someone else might take advantage of the situation?
“Old Xiao, Senior Brother Tang Xiaobao, what are you two whispering about?”
