"Alright." Li Hengsheng turned and left.
After returning to his tent, Li Hengsheng took out his token.
"Still a bronze dal."
Li Hengsheng thought that after killing so many mbers of the Ghost Race the night before last, his bronze dal might have turned into a silver one. Seeing it was still bronze, he couldn’t help but wonder how much rit was required to upgrade it to silver.
He imbued his Divine Soul into his token.
Li Hengsheng also saw his rit points.
A whopping sixty-seven thousand!
This number was quite astonishing, several tis more than before. It seed that to gain more rit points, he could only venture into the forbidden zone.
But with the damned Longevity Sect around, entering the forbidden zone would an certain death.
Even with sixty-seven thousand rit points, it wasn’t enough to buy even half a drop of Dragon Blood Essence.
An arduous journey ahead!
In the evening, Li Hengsheng sat at the entrance of his tent, polishing his Immortal-Extinguishing Spear.
Preparing to await the arrival of night.
At that ti, Lord Zhou returned from outside.
He was carrying quite a few things in his arms.
"Third Senior Brother, where did you go, and what are those things?" Li Hengsheng asked curiously, looking at Lord Zhou.
"Wood," Lord Zhou replied, "and I searched around nearby. Even in this Heaven-Flipping Ghost City, you can find quite a few good things."
Lord Zhou mysteriously fished out a nondescript item from the pile of junk, black like sheep droppings, and said, "Look at this, it’s a piece of black-spotted iron, quite rare, didn’t expect that, did you?"
"And this."
Lord Zhou then picked up sothing resembling a necklace from the pile of junk and smiled, "This is a Jade Pendant soone left behind."
"A Jade Pendant?" Li Hengsheng looked at the object in Lord Zhou’s hand, puzzled. What did this have to do with a Jade Pendant?
"Don’t know, just left with the cord," Lord Zhou said matter-of-factly.
Li Hengsheng was left speechless.
The Jade Pendant is gone, what’s the point of just the cord? Can you pick up a sword tassel and use it as a Divine Weapon?
"Recently, it’s been harder to find wood. I went around for a long ti to gather this much, just enough to burn for one night," Lord Zhou said. "But it’s almost over; in a few days, we’ll be able to leave this ghostly place."
Upon hearing this, Li Hengsheng felt sowhat reluctant.
One can earn rit here, but if he leaves, with his current cultivation level, where will he earn rit?
Unless he goes to the Cloud Wasteland to slay ghosts.
But what’s the difference between that and courting death?
He decided to kill as many as he could while still here.
Nightfall ca.
Another massacre began.
Li Hengsheng did not venture into the forbidden zone; instead, he slayed Ghost Race mbers outside. Lu Shiran wanted to enter the forbidden zone but was explicitly forbidden by Lu Hanyan.
Additionally, Lu Shiran wanted to find Li Hengsheng, but Lu Hanyan restricted her.
In Lu Hanyan’s view, Li Hengsheng was not worthy of their Guanglan Palace, so it was impossible for Lu Shiran and Li Hengsheng to be together.
There must be limits placed on their interaction.
Upon learning they couldn’t et Li Hengsheng, Lu Shiran was on the verge of tears, loudly questioning Lu Hanyan why two lovers couldn’t be together.
Upon learning he couldn’t et Lu Shiran, Li Hengsheng was on the verge of laughing until he cried. For the first ti, he found Lu Hanyan to have a cute side.
Another few days of continuous fighting ensued.
The group continued to move further and further.
Li Changqing remained focused on the movents of the Longevity Sect, feeling that the Longevity Sect would not let things be easily, ensuring they would appear again.
But until the morning of the twelfth day, the Longevity Sect had yet to appear.
This even led Li Changqing to suspect if the Longevity Sect had indeed been frightened away?
In the morning, everyone fell into a deep sleep.
They had been fighting all night and were exhausted.
Li Changqing and Xue Qianbai felt that the absence of the Longevity Sect wasn’t necessarily a good thing, as there could be a bigger plot at hand.
"It’s the last day, let’s hope nothing goes wrong," Xue Qianbai ntioned, since Dao Mountain’s disciples ca with sixty people, fifty-two remained, which was decent.
Primarily because, over these twelve days, there were almost no formidable experts encountered, unlike usual.
On this last day, Xue Qianbai wished to bring all the remaining disciples back safely.
"After all, it’s the last day, so just be cautious."
Li Changqing stated seriously.
As all the disciples fell asleep, the entire Heaven-Flipping Ghost City beca incredibly quiet.
Everyone was conserving their energy, waiting for the final battle tonight. Once tonight concluded, they could leave the Ghostly Realm trial and return outside.
By noon.
Everyone awoke and ate as usual.
The various sects were surprised that Zhanhe Mansion and Dao Mountain Ancient Land were still serving heaping rice bowls.
This led many to wonder how much rice Dao Mountain Ancient Land and Zhanhe Mansion could have brought in?
Not only rice, but their clothes and pills and other items were abundant, leaving many to rack their brains, unable to figure out how it was achieved.
"Today’s the last day, and it’s the last day eating this stuff!"
At the very edge, in a dilapidated house, two n of Innate Perfection with two young disciples from the Wu family of Wushui City muttered.
The young disciples watched the stone-hard bun in their hands aggressively.
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