Farming in the Immortal Mansion

With the promise of Liu Juntang, the elder of the Immortal Sect, Ye Ling's cold star-like eyes radiated spirit. In addition to the Foundation Establishment Pill rewarded in the competition, there was also a reward from the new master.

Ye Ling secretly said: "I already have the medicine for the Foundation Establishment Pill, Yinqionglu Wine, so there is no need to ask Master for it; as for the top-grade medicine for the Foundation Establishment period, Baimai Lingdan, from Master's tone, it is definitely a precious thing. If I can get the pill formula on top of the reward of one bottle, wouldn't it be great! But all this depends on my performance in the final competition of the top five in the competition. If I come in last, how can I have the face to ask?"

While Ye Ling was thinking, he suddenly saw a short figure flying out of the arena among the four pairs of cultivators fighting on the main stage. It was the little demon boy Dong Yun who was defeated by Li Hongfei, who was also a demon cultivator, and fell out of the arena.

"The little demon boy is a snoop in Luosha Market to earn spirit stones. Although he is extremely talented and smart, he doesn't have much time to practice. How can he be a match for the purple-clothed demon cultivator Li Hongfei!"

The defeat of the little demon boy did not surprise Ye Ling. What surprised him was that the young master of the Southern Saint Sect, Shang Junyi, faced Wuque Zhenren in danger. Even his brand new golden armor was burned by Wuque Zhenren's fire magic.

The seemingly ordinary fireball magic, in Wuque Zhenren's palm, emitted a strange dark red light.

Ye Ling asked his master, Elder Liu, and said in surprise: "Master, the fire attack of Master Wuque is very strange, as if there is something mixed in it."

Liu Juntang smiled approvingly: "Well! Although your spiritual root aptitude is ordinary, your understanding is excellent and your vision is sharp enough. According to my observation, this Taoist priest Wuque was born with outstanding fire spiritual roots, and he must have taken a lot of poisonous demon beasts' demon pills to temper his body since he was a child. Over time, not only is he immune to all poisons, but his fire spiritual roots have mutated, and the fire Taoist magic he performed contains highly toxic substances, which is poisonous fire!"

Ye Ling's heart trembled. This kind of evil cultivator is really evil. He took poisonous demon pills and found another way. If it were a normal cultivator, he would never dare to do this.

Shang Junyi was in a terrible state under the poisonous fire of Wuque Zhenren. Not only was he burned, but the burns were also highly toxic. Even if he swallowed a lot of top-grade pills, he was still unable to recover quickly, unless he used high-level rejuvenation techniques to treat the burns and dispel the poison.

Ye Ling paid attention for a moment, and pursed his lips. No matter how powerful Wuque Zhenren's poisonous fire was, his fire-based Taoist techniques were indeed exquisite, but they could not exceed the scope of the great perfection of the Qi training period. With Ye Ling's healing skills, he could completely deal with it, but Shang Junyi did not know the high-level rejuvenation technique, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated by relying on pills to recover from his injuries.

Ye Ling's eyes turned to the battle between the two pairs of female cultivators. Lu Xinmei was fighting with Bai Qiu. She used water magic weapons and water hiding techniques, and the Changhong rope that she was using more and more skillfully. She was elusive, making Bai Qiu, an ice cultivator, unable to defend against her. She didn't even have the chance to freeze Lu Xinmei, and she was dodged by her water hiding.

"Hehe, one of the two women attacked elusively, and the other defended while trying to freeze and counterattack. It seemed that they were deadlocked for a while, but Bai Qiu didn't have the top-grade Ruyi Zhuan Shen Dan, and couldn't replenish his mana quickly. In the end, Lu Xinmei must win!"

Ye Ling thought to himself, this was what he expected. At least after Lu Xinmei entered the top five of the competition, she would not fight him to death based on their previous friendship and her understanding of his strength. What's more, by entering the top five, Lu Xinmei's goal had been achieved. With her water spirit root qualifications, even if she only had one foundation-building pill, she could build a foundation without Qiong Lu wine as a medicine.

Another pair of female cultivators, Lu Xuezhu, the fourth daughter of the Lu family, confronted Cao Zhen, the eldest daughter of the Cao family. Neither of them gave in. It was a bitter battle. The fight between the two of them was of great importance. They both carried the honor of their families, and were also the most concerned of the Lu and Cao family heads in the restaurant.

Cao Zhen was under even greater pressure. After all, she was the eldest daughter of the Cao family. If she failed, she would not be able to defeat even the fourth daughter of the Lu family. The family would lose face and would inevitably be discussed by tens of thousands of cultivators off the field.

In contrast, Lu Xuezhu did not bear too much pressure. At the same time, the wood-based Taoist skills she knew also had a certain advantage. Seeing that Cao Zhen had the upper hand and was attacking fiercely, Lu Xuezhu would cast the giant wood spell's net of heaven and earth to trap Cao Zhen, making the opponent's fierce killing moves disappear invisibly and losing mana in vain.

"What a seemingly dull, but actually shrewd and cunning little sister of the Lu family! Although Cao Zhen's fighting power is strong, her heart is arrogant and conceited, and her intelligence is not even half as good as Lu Xuezhu's. She will definitely lose this battle!"

Ye Ling just glanced at the battlefield and knew who would win and who would lose. It was only a matter of time before the two sides could hold out. Ye Ling simply closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in meditation, keeping his physical strength, magic power and mind at their peak, ready to meet the challenge of Wu Que Zhenren or Li Hongfei at any time. He was not far from the top of the list of Fengqiao Town Qigong disciples. The real opponents were only these two people!

With a sudden movement on the main stage and the uproar and boos from the audience, Shang Junyi was burned by the poisonous fire and fell heavily. He no longer had the strength to attack, but he did not have the courage to give up and face the raging anger of Tang Xiong, the leader of the Southern Saint Sect.

The elder of the Chixiao Immortal Sect, who was wearing a Taoist robe, was very satisfied with the performance of Master Wuque, and secretly said: "The poisonous fire in Wuque's body has been improved to a small extent, and he is also a Taoist priest. He meets my standards for selecting disciples and is worthy of the Immortal Sect's vigorous training!"

However, as the main ringmaster, in order to avoid suspicion, he had to consult several other elders for their opinions. He said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, you see, the defeat of the ringmaster of the Immortal Sect of the Golden Pavilion has been determined. He stayed on the ring to barely hold on. It’s just a matter of suffering. Shouldn’t I declare that the master of this Immortal Sect has won?”

The elder Jindan of the Immortal Sect nodded, and even the envoy of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect could not stand it anymore with a sullen face. He waved his hand and followed the main challenger, Old Taoist Li Huo, to decide the outcome.

Shang Junyi was immediately lifted up by a strong force and pushed out of the main ring. At the same time, the regenerative body protection was activated, allowing all his burns and poisonous injuries to recover instantly.

Although Shang Junyi's physical body was spared the pain, it was even more uncomfortable than killing him, because he was facing the terrifying look of Tang Xiong, the leader of the Nansheng Sect, who was burning with anger and his eyes were splitting. There were desperate and hateful looks in the eyes of the third junior brother and the fourth junior brother.

"Shang Junyi! What crime do you deserve?" Before the sect leader Tang Xiong could say anything, the third junior brother, the silver-robed cultivator, pointed at his nose and asked for the crime. He no longer had the slightest respect for his senior brother: "You leaked It doesn’t matter if you can’t get the middle-level golden light shield from the secret technique of the ‘Liao’ sect, it doesn’t matter if you can’t break into the top five, or if you can’t grab the foundation-building pill, but it will make our fellow apprentices suffer!”

Shang Junyi still didn't know what was going on. He was immersed in the sorrow of defeat and looked at his third junior brother with a blank look on his face.

The fourth junior brother sighed and said with grief: "The sect master has said it first. If you lose, the three of us will have to stay in the Southern Saint Sect to practice hard. The Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect will never be able to go!"

"Ah?" Shang Junyi stepped off a cliff like a cliff! The whole person's face turned pale with shock, and he rolled up and down in front of the sect leader Tang Xiong, begging with tears streaming down his face.