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Chapter 543

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All of a sudden!

A shuddering aura surged over from the distant horizon.

The weather changed!

Howl —

The sound of a horn reverberated through the world!

Many cultivators turned towards the sound and their expressions changed.

At the end of the firmaments, gigantic spirit vessels appeared one after another. They were a few thousand feet long and were carved with mysterious patterns that shone with a bedazzling light!

The spirit vessels tore through the air with a frightening might. One after another, figures stood on the bow of the vessels with frightening auras.

The successors of the Upper Sects had arrived at the ruins!

"It's the spirit vessels of Heaven Motion Sect, one of the Ten Upper Sects."

"The leader should be the paragon of Heaven Motion Sect, Long Wenyu."

One after another, the spirit vessels and warships flew over the heads of many cultivators, forming huge shadows that covered the skies!

Not long after Heaven Motion Sect, many more spirit vessels tore through the clouds. They were pitch-black and sinister, as though they were Underworld Ships that floated in the seas of Hell.

"One of the Ten Upper Sects, Dark Ghost Sect!"

"Be careful, don't get targeted by Dark Ghost Sect or you'll suffer a fate worse than death!"

"There are countless malevolent ghosts and otherworldly soldiers in the Great Qian Ruins. Dark Ghost Sect has the advantage of terrain."

The spirit vessels of Dark Ghost Sect sailed into the Great Qian Ruins.

After a while, more warships arrived.

The ancestors of the gentry clans were all cultivation warriors who fought on the battlefield. Therefore, when their clansmen traveled, they drove ancient chariots.

It was different from the gentry clans of the North Region.

The various Upper Sects traveled on spirit vessels.

"It's the warships of Blaze Columbus Valley, one of the Ten Upper Sects!"

This time, the spirit ship that was sailing over was burning with raging flames, burning the clouds in the air into a crimson red color. It was a sad yet beautiful sight.

"I heard that the paragon of Blaze Columbus Valley, Wang Yan, came here previously and was nearly killed!"

"Who could be so strong?"

"I'm not sure. Perhaps it's a legacy disciple of one of the Upper Sects. I heard that even the paragon of Stellar Luna Sect, Qian Xinyu, died. Stellar Luna Sect will definitely not let this matter rest!"

"Three of the Ten Upper Sects have already appeared. The other seven should be arriving soon. Seems like the rumors are true."

Needless to say, the Vermilion Fruit would appear 15 days later and there would definitely be a huge battle in the Great Qian Ruins!

At that time, the geniuses would be bathed in blood. Who knew how many of them would be able to survive?

This could be considered a test.

Only the paragons that survived the bloody battles were the true peerless paragons who would be able to make a name for themselves in the intermediate ancient battlefield 20 years later!

With a grim expression, Mu Dongqing pondered for a long time before saying slowly, "The situation is way too complicated and the waters of the Great Qian Ruins are way too deep."

"What do you mean?" Bai Yuhan could hear the hidden meaning behind his words.

Mu Dongqing frowned. "Have you noticed that despite the huge commotion in the Great Qian Ruins, not a single Genying Zhenjun has appeared up till now?"

Bai Yuhan nodded. She had long realized this as well.

"The Vermilion Fruit doesn't seem to have an obvious effect on Genying Zhenjun. It probably doesn't appeal to Genying Zhenjun either," Bai Yuhan speculated.

"That's true, but it's impossible that not a single Genying Zhenjun has shown up. It doesn't make sense!"

"What do you think?"

Mu Dongqing said in a deep voice, "I'm guessing that the Genying Zhenjun might have already arrived!"

"What do you mean?" Bai Yuhan's eyes widened.

Mu Dongqing replied, "There are too many factions involved in the fight for the Vermilion Fruit this time round. If the Genying Zhenjun were to interfere, the balance will definitely be broken. As you said, it's truly not worth it for the Genying Zhenjun to get into a fight over a single Vermilion Fruit. "

"Therefore, I'm guessing that there's a high chance that the various factions and Genying Zhenjun have reached a tacit agreement to not interfere with one another and let the younger generation have a true showdown to see who will be the king of Jin Dan!"

"There's a high chance that the Genying Zhenjun are watching the outcome of this battle from the shadows."

When she heard that speculation, Bai Yuhan frowned and fell into deep thought.



Underground cave.

A bedazzling light shone above the scarlet lava as a faint golden inner armor hovered in midair in a beautiful manner.

On the shore, a handsome green-robed cultivator wiped away the sweat on his forehead and heaved a sigh of relief, finally revealing a smile.

The green-robed cultivator was none other than Su Zimo.

After entering the crypt, he only spent five days to repair all five Black Gold Arrows.

However, it took him a total of 10 days to repair the Mystic Gold Silk Armor!

For the past 15 days, Su Zimo had not rested for a single moment. He was tense and had to gather spirit continuously. His mental state and stamina were severely depleted and he was already at his limits.

However, it was all worth it.

The five Black Gold Arrows and the Mystic Gold Silk Armor were both connate spirit weapons. Su Zimo's combat strength would rise to another level!

Su Zimo stretched lazily and removed his green robes, preparing to wear the Mystic Gold Silk Armor.

However, that action woke up a furry, fiery-red little thing beside his feet.

The little fox whimpered sleepily and nudged Su Zimo's thigh with her head, as though expressing her displeasure.

Su Zimo smiled.

For the past 15 days, the little fox had let down her guard against him completely.

Initially, the little thing would watch from afar.

She would sleep when she was tired and continue watching when she woke up.

A few days later, when the little fox saw that Su Zimo was ignoring her, she inched forward.

A day later, when she realized that there was still no danger, she inched forward once more.



A few days later, the little fox laid down beside Su Zimo's feet.

She used Su Zimo's thigh as a pillow and felt extremely comfortable. She had never slept so soundly in the past few decades.

When the little fox woke up and rubbed her eyes, she caught sight of Su Zimo taking off his clothes. Blushing, she spat softly and lamented internally, "Everything about this person is good except for the fact that he loves to be naked …"

Su Zimo was not bothered at all and wore the Mystic Gold Silk Armor, feeling a cooling sensation on his skin that was extremely comfortable.

The Mystic Gold Silk Armor was as thin as a cicada's wing but was indestructible. Furthermore, it could be adjusted according to the cultivator's body – it was indeed a rare utmost treasure!

Su Zimo was in a great mood after the connate spirit weapon was successfully repaired. Wearing his green robes once more, he looked at the little fox before him and could not help but reach out to stroke her furry body.

Instinctively, the little fox wanted to dodge. However, she blinked and stayed on the spot, allowing Su Zimo's palm to stroke her body gently.

"Little fox,"

The corners of Su Zimo's lips curled as a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes. "Do you know … you snore really loudly when you're sleeping!"

"That damned scholar! How could he say something like that?! "

The little fox's body froze and she turned around with an embarrassed expression, biting down viciously on Su Zimo's palm!

Crack!

The little fox cried out in pain.

Su Zimo's palm was fine, but her teeth were almost broken as she sucked in a breath of cold air.

When he saw that, Su Zimo could no longer hold it in and burst into laughter.

The little fox pouted and blinked her bright eyes that were already covered with a layer of mist. Bean-sized teardrops welled up in her eyes, looking extremely pitiful, as though she had suffered a great grievance.

Su Zimo retracted his smile hurriedly and rubbed her forehead, pretending to be serious. "But to be honest, your snoring is different. Hmm … it's nicer."

The little fox let out a wail and burst into tears.

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