Zhuo Yifan's Child of Battle Daoist Robe was already in tatters, so Wang Baole didn't have to use much strength to tear off a large piece, revealing Zhuo Yifan's fair skin …
As he waved his robe, his voice reverberated in the air. The cruiser in the sky immediately noticed. Compared to the fluttering robe, Wang Baole's rotund body was the most obvious.
Almost instantly, the cruiser neared, and seven or eight Dao College cultivators leaped down from it. The person in the lead was the Deputy Sect Lord of Ethereal Dao College. His long red robe billowed as he leaped down, and a suppressive force that surpassed the Big Tree's aura spread out in an instant.
Wang Baole felt that it was difficult to breathe just by sensing it, and a sense of oppression rose uncontrollably in his heart. Behind the Deputy Sect Lord was a middle-aged man.
He was dressed in a long blue robe and had an ordinary appearance. However, his eyes seemed to contain lightning, and he exuded a shocking murderous aura. His aura was similar to that of the Deputy Sect Lord, and he was obviously also at the Core Formation realm!
The appearance of these two people immediately stirred up a storm in the surroundings. Waves of aura unique to the Core Formation realm spread out in all directions. As they descended, three elders followed behind them. Their cultivation levels surged, surpassing the True Breath realm. They were all at the Foundation Establishment realm.
"Greetings, Deputy Sect Lord. Greetings, Seniors!" Seeing the crowd, Wang Baole's heart was filled with warmth and excitement. After gently putting down Zhao Yameng, he stood still and cupped his fists in a deep bow.
His clothes were tattered, and he looked pathetic. Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng were unconscious. The Deputy Sect Lord and the middle-aged man in blue were shocked by this scene.
The Deputy Sect Lord took a step forward and arrived in front of Wang Baole. He grabbed his wrist and immediately checked his injuries. His eyes were filled with concern, and he asked about the entire incident in a low voice.
As for the middle-aged man in blue, he also took a step forward and tapped Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng's foreheads. Immediately, their bodies trembled, and they slowly opened their eyes.
"Great Elder!" After seeing the middle-aged man in blue clearly, Zhuo Yifan struggled to get up and greet him, but he was gently pressed down by the middle-aged man. Then, he comforted Zhao Yameng before looking at Wang Baole.
"… That was a Big Tree with a cultivation level at the perfected Foundation Establishment realm. it had the ability to transmit voices and seal …" Wang Baole quickly explained and's Voice's to explain what had happened... he also quickly explained the direction in. the direction and escape route..
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"A tree mutated and turned into a ferocious beast. This is unprecedented in the Federation. I want to see if this monster has the guts to harm my Ethereal Dao College disciples!" The middle-aged man in blue listened to Wang Baole's words, and his ordinary face gradually turned serious. His murderous aura was on the verge of exploding. It was obvious that his heart was burning with anger. After listening to Wang Baole, he nodded at him with a look of appreciation. He whispered a few words to the Deputy Sect Lord, then his body flashed, and he instantly left in the direction that Wang Baole had pointed.
His speed was too fast, but it seemed that it wasn't enough. He took out a large black banner and wrapped it around his body. His speed exploded, and he was much faster than before. As he sped into the distance, he spread his Spiritual Perception and scanned the surroundings, searching for the enemy.
Seeing the middle-aged man in blue give chase, Wang Baole became excited. Zhuo Yifan was the same. Even the calm Zhao Yameng heaved a sigh of relief in her weakened state.
"What method did you use to make the Big Tree escape?" the Deputy Sect Lord asked curiously after comforting the trio.
The moment he said that, Zhuo Yifan lowered his head, Zhao Yameng fell silent, and Wang Baole blinked and coughed dryly.
"Perhaps I scared it away. I told it that the seniors of our Dao College were here. If it didn't run, it would be dead. So … it escaped."
When he heard that and saw the expressions of the trio, the Deputy Sect Lord laughed and pointed at them.
"Kid, you only know how to spout nonsense. It seems like all of you have secrets. Well, the Spirit Era has just begun, and there are countless opportunities. It's your good fortune to have obtained them. You can tell the Dao College when you want to."
Wang Baole was a little embarrassed and scratched his head. The Deputy Sect Lord laughed again. When he looked at the trio, his eyes were filled with admiration. He took out three elixirs from his storage bag and gave one to each of Wang Baole and the other two.
The elixir was purple and sealed in amber. There seemed to be smoke swirling within it, and it looked extraordinary. Although the trio were not disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion, they could tell that the elixir's effects were shocking.
"You don't have to worry about this matter. The Dao College will stand up for you. How dare this Big Tree hurt a disciple of the Ethereal Dao College. No matter where it came from, we will destroy it!
Moreover, all of you have contributed greatly to this matter. Once you complete the Federation Seedlings assessment, you will be rewarded! " The Deputy Sect Lord smiled and turned around to give a few instructions. He arranged for the Foundation Establishment cultivators behind him to escort Wang Baole and the other two to the Federation capital.
"Along the way, you can consume this elixir to recover your cultivation. After treating your injuries, you can continue your journey. I look forward to your return as one of the Federation Seedlings!"
"Thank you, Deputy Sect Lord!" Wang Baole suppressed the excitement in his heart and hurriedly cupped his fists.
"Kid, you must have had a fortuitous encounter. You actually had a breakthrough in your cultivation and even carried them out. Well done, you're not a coward." The Deputy Sect Lord pointed at Wang Baole.
Wang Baole was pleased with himself. He thought that the Deputy Sect Lord was indeed capable and had good judgment. He knew what he was capable of. After all, the Big Tree had indeed been scared away by him. Furthermore, it had fled in a wretched manner, clearly scared out of its wits.
Therefore, he patted his chest and spoke loudly.
"That's right. As a disciple of the Ethereal Dao College, we never cower in the face of trouble. I, Wang Baole, was born as a member of the Dao College and will die as a ghost of the Dao College!"
The moment he said that, everyone had different expressions. They felt that Wang Baole never forgot to show off. However, when the Deputy Sect Lord heard that, he felt very comfortable. He laughed heartily. The more he looked at Wang Baole, the more he liked him. After exchanging a few more words, he arranged for the surrounding people to spread out and search.
When Wang Baole and the other two stepped onto the Dao College's cruiser and headed to the Federation capital under the escort of two Foundation Establishment cultivators, the three people standing on the cruiser finally heaved a sigh of relief.
After looking at each other, they could see that there was something different in each other's eyes. Especially when Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng looked at Wang Baole, there was a strange and deeper affection in their eyes.
They didn't ask about the battle and trump cards between Wang Baole and the Big Tree after he fainted. This matter involved secrets, and Wang Baole didn't ask about the two's previous attacks in detail. The three of them had a tacit understanding and smiled at each other.
Compared to Zhuo Yifan's smile, Zhao Yameng's smile, which was already beautiful, was like a hundred flowers blooming with a peerless feeling.
Wang Baole glanced at her, blinked, and pointed at Zhao Yameng's face.
"Zhao Yameng, there's something on your face."
"What is it?" Zhao Yameng was stunned and instinctively raised her hand to touch her face, thinking that there was dirt on it.
"It's a little pretty," Wang Baole coughed softly and said calmly.
As soon as he said that, Zhuo Yifan, who was beside him, widened his eyes. The two Foundation Establishment realm cultivators who had been escorting them had been sitting cross-legged not far away, watching them with a smile. When they heard what Wang Baole said, a strange look appeared on their faces. One of them seemed to be deep in thought, and when he looked at Wang Baole, it was as if he was looking at a god.
As for Zhao Yameng, after being stunned for a moment, she couldn't help but giggle. Wang Baole's flirtatious words had caught her off guard, and even the usually elegant and calm Zhao Yameng had fallen for it.
Seeing that his words had such an effect, Wang Baole was secretly pleased. He thought to himself that he had learned these skills since he was six years old and had used them countless times since he was young. Therefore, he felt a little smug and waved his hand grandly.
"Alright, this matter is over. Next, we'll go to the capital of the Federation and become the Federation Seedlings!"
Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng also had looks of anticipation in their eyes as they watched the Coulomb Basin rapidly disappear into the distance below them. They took a deep breath and exchanged a few more words before returning to their respective rooms. They swallowed elixirs and began to heal their injuries.
Although Wang Baole's injuries were slightly lighter, if he relied on himself to recover, it would take a long time. Therefore, he swallowed the purple elixir as well. As the heat rose in his body, his injuries healed rapidly.
In particular, the wounds on his body were also slowly healing …
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