Li Xiaohu rubbed his head and chuckled. "I was just marveling at the wealth of the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect! If I were to really rob them, I wouldn’t dare, even if I were given a hundred guts!"
Lin Xuankong looked at the majestic Martial Arts Arena and the bustling crowd before him, shook his head slightly, and said, "According to Lan, this Martial Arts Arena of the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect is mostly used for sparring among the sect’s disciples and has never been used for a disciple recruitnt ceremony before. This ti, the disciple recruitnt ceremony of the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect could attract so many people because of special reasons. Under normal circumstances, the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect only recruits outstanding talents within their sphere of influence, usually no more than a hundred disciples each year. It’s impossible for so many people to be attracted every ti! The Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect can’t possibly rely on recruitnt ceremonies every year to earn such a large amount of Grade-Entering Profound Truth Jade. Do you really think everyone is so wealthy, casually treating Profound Truth Jade as if it’s not money? If the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect could collect such a large amount of Grade-Entering Profound Truth Jade annually just by holding disciple recruitnt ceremonies, it would already be the undisputed First Immortal Sect in the Central Divine Dynasty Western Region. That’s hundreds of thousands of Grade-Entering Profound Truth Jades! Even a Mid-grade Earth Immortal might not be able to produce that much!"
"Then they’ve really hit it big this ti!" Li Xiaohu exclaid.
Han Lu stood next to Li Xiaohu, equally excited. "And this is just the Outer Sect Martial Arts Arena of the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect! I can’t imagine how grand the main Sect could be, and what kind of spectacle its construction would be!"
Upon hearing his words, Lin Xuankong and the others couldn’t help but turn their heads eastward. In that distant direction, amidst an endless shroud of spiritual mist, a massive transparent barrier covered an expansive area of unknown vastness. That was the main Sect of the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect, and the edge of the barrier ford the periter of the equally majestic Spiritual Crane Immortal City.
Lin Xuankong gazed for a while and then said, "If the few of us can win the competition this ti, we will all be able to enter the Immortal Mountain Sect of the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect and witness firsthand what an Immortal Mountain, an Immortal Sect, and an Immortal Yuan Cave Mansion are truly like!"
Li Xiaohu and his companions’ eyes once again lit up with anticipation upon hearing this.
"Hmph, you make it sound so easy. There are eight thousand talented Cultivators participating in the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect’s disciple recruitnt tournant this ti, all top talents from various dynasties. Many of them are also outstanding disciples from small and dium-sized Immortal Sects! Even I, Chang Li, dare not say I will certainly be the victor among these eight thousand talents. And you few Cultivators from the remote Great Xia Dynasty... where does your confidence co from?"
A voice suddenly ca from not far away. Lin Xuankong turned his head and saw a red cloud floating over. It stopped near them, and standing on top of it was Second Prince Chang Li of the Xianluo Dynasty.
At this mont, Chang Li was squinting, gazing at Lin Xuankong with hostility. In front of him stood Fla Saber Duan River, a powerful late Third Grade Earth Immortal, enveloped in an aura of illusory flas. Besides the two of them, there were more than a dozen other distinguished-looking Cultivators. These Cultivators were all dressed in golden robes embroidered with red flas, each holding a peculiar, fla-shaped Magical Artifact.
Upon hearing Chang Li’s words, a hint of coldness flashed in Lin Xuankong’s eyes. Hu Shuo, Yang Mountain, Li Er, Han Lu, Liy Ruofeng, and Liy Ruoqing all turned grim. If Chang Li had only targeted them, Hu Shuo and the others might have endured it. However, for Chang Li to disrespect Lin Xuankong so openly in front of countless Cultivators was sothing they found difficult to tolerate.
Li Xiaohu, the youngest, though clever, was sowhat impulsive and couldn’t tolerate anyone disrespecting Lin Xuankong. Even though he sensed the terrifying Immortal Yuan Fluctuation emanating from Fla Saber Duan River, Li Xiaohu stubbornly stared at Chang Li. "Whether we can win or not isn’t up to you! What, is the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect owned by your family?"
Upon hearing this, Second Prince Chang Li’s face imdiately darkened. He sneered, "Fine, fine, fine! I hope you don’t run into in this tournant. Otherwise, I will definitely ’teach’ you a lesson!"
"Hah, ’teach’ what lesson? *I* won’t be teaching *you* anything!" Li Xiaohu tilted his head.
Seeing Li Xiaohu confronting him so defiantly, Hu Shuo, Yang Mountain, and the others couldn’t help but show a trace of worry, each secretly channeling their True Qi.
Floating in mid-air, the killing intent in Chang Li’s eyes surged. Fla Saber Duan River glanced at Li Xiaohu and sneered, "Being so arrogant in front of Cultivators from my Fire Spirit Sect? It seems my Fire Spirit Sect has killed too few people these years; everyone has forgotten our thods! However, if I, Fla Saber Duan River, were to act personally, others would laugh at for bullying the weak! Since you are so confident, why not have one of the disciples from my Fire Spirit Sect challenge you right here instead of waiting for the tournant?"
No sooner had Fla Saber Duan River spoken than the dozen or so Cultivators in flaming robes beside Second Prince Chang Li instantly activated their True Qi. The tallest among them leaped down from the cloud. He lightly caressed the fla-shaped Magical Artifact in his hand, fixed his gaze on Li Xiaohu, and said, "I am Yang Ding, a 109th-generation disciple of the Fla Sect. Since this Daoist friend is so confident, why don’t we have a sparring match? We can determine not only who is superior but also decide matters of life and death!"
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