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Yuxian froze for a moment, then frowned. This cultivator really knew how to go all in—dropping to his knees so quickly... "I don't need a follower," Yuxian said coldly. He had no use for anyone trailing behind him. His voice was calm but firm: "Pick another request." "Senior!" Ba Liming quickly looked up, his face full of pleading. "Junior truly wishes to follow Senior! Please don't despise me! I can wash clothes, do chores, act as an assistant—anything you need!" "I already said—I don't need a…-
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Yu Xian stood on the ruined ground, silently watching the group of six who had just passed him and were now rushing toward the royal palace. Was there truly a legacy inside? Perhaps. But what did it matter to him? With that thought, Yu Xian turned around. It was time to leave. He would find a place to cultivate or continue observing the illusionary battles to refine his martial path. He only needed to survive this month inside. "Come... I shall grant you... two wishes..." But before he could take…
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The six remaining cultivators stood frozen in place. Wang Teng's eyes flicked around, and he once again shouted, "Your Majesty?! Are you still there? You haven't given me my reward yet!" But no answer came. The shadow had truly vanished. Its final remnants of energy had been spent in answering Yu Xian's two questions—revealing rough directions for his master and his enemy. Suddenly— RUMBLE… The ground began to tremble. Everything around them began to fade rapidly into illusion. The six…
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Wang Teng, Li Yuan, Jiang Shanyu, Zhou Zong, and the two other Foundation Establishment cultivators all revealed the same emotion—greedy excitement! It was not a wasted trip. Definitely not a wasted trip! Regardless of everything else, just the powerful corpses scattered across the ground would be enough to fetch an enormous profit if they were brought out! But none of them were foolish. Yu Xian had arrived first, yet hadn't touched any of the corpses. That could only mean— There was a problem…
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Just a few breaths later, Yu Xian reached the shore. With a shake of his robe, the water droplets dispersed, leaving his clothes clean and dry. He stepped forward calmly. "Fellow Daoist Xu! Fellow Daoist, please wait for this humble one!" Behind him, Wang Teng's urgent shout echoed. Yu Xian furrowed his brows slightly but paused after a moment's thought. That massive inner city ahead was like a slumbering beast, full of unknown dangers. Going alone meant bearing all the risk alone. Going with others…
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The atmosphere turned heavy once again. Zhu Lin was sweating profusely, his expression flustered as he looked toward Ling Yuan and growled, "Dao brother, don't listen to his nonsense! He's trying to drive a wedge between us!" Yu Xian cast a cold glance at Zhu Lin and sneered. "Brother Ling, have you thought this through? This was a group decision. If he doesn't go, who should? Hmm?" Wang Teng burst out laughing. "Why not you then? I fully support it!" Ling Yuan's eyes narrowed, and his expression…
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"They…" Yu Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, wariness rising in his gaze. This massive Ruins City stretched for ten thousand miles. Even if ten thousand people were thrown inside, they'd hardly run into one another. Yet here he was, seeing seven people appear right before him! How did they gather together? How did they arrive at his location? Illusions? Yu Xian couldn't tell if they were illusions or not, but aside from that explanation, nothing else made sense… "Could it be… the trial has…
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Wang Teng's expression was solemn, yet his eyes sparkled with anticipation. He wasn't afraid—he was excited. After all, he had not been chosen the last ten times. This eleventh time… surely he would get in! He had prepared for over ten years! Yu Xian quickly recovered from his thoughts and continued asking, "Brother Wang, aside from the Bridge of Death, the Saint King's Might, and the Heart-Testing Spring, only the Five Generals require actual combat to break through, correct?" Wang Teng nodded.…
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Drip... drip... Blood trickled continuously from Yu Xian's fist, forming a small pit on the ground. Taking a deep breath, Yu Xian picked up some torn cloth from the ground and wrapped it around his bleeding hand. Only then did he look toward the place where the Yellow Armored General had vanished. There, on the ground, lay a crystal the size of a peanut, yellow in color like a stone. It was inconspicuous—easy to miss if one wasn't paying attention. This crystal was what remained of the Yellow Armored…
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Wang Teng, on the other hand, showed no dissatisfaction toward Yu Xian in his eyes. In fact, there was even a trace of smugness. Look! Just look! Yu Xian refined pills for me three times, and didn't take a single coin! But for Ling Yuan? He just asked for a single pill to be refined and was charged eighty thousand spirit stones! Who's close and who's not — it's clear at a glance! Ling Yuan's expression remained calm, but deep in his eyes, a trace of anger was suppressed. That damn Xu Haojian — I…
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