Three days passed by quickly. On the morning of the third day, Yan Chutian was already waiting in front of Mu Wan's cave. However, when Mu Wan walked out of the cave, she was expressionless. It was as if she had completely ignored him.
After that, Mu Wan left and did not even greet Yan Chutian. This made Yan Chutian feel very uncomfortable. However, he could only follow her footsteps and head towards the Southern Domain Spirit Spring together.
The existence of the Southern Domain Spirit Spring was not a secret. However, it was one thing for everyone to know about it, but it was another thing to enter it. There were many experts from the Tian Ji Sect guarding the Spirit Spring. Even if there were no Yuanying Sect Elders, there were still many Elixir Realm guards.
At the foot of the mountain, Dong Puti, Zhou Yang and the rest were already waiting. When they saw Yan Chutian and Mu Wan appear, they quickly went up to greet them.
"Senior Sister Dong, Senior Brother Zhou."
Yan Chutian greeted them. Hearing his greeting, the two of them naturally greeted him warmly. During this process, they naturally noticed that the relationship between Yan Chutian and Mu Wan was not quite right.
Regarding this, they did not say much. They could only ignore it and pretend that they did not notice it.
"Senior Brother Yan …"
"Senior Brother Yan …"
The other two male cultivators who were at the Peak of the Spirit Realm called out warmly. One would not hit a smiling face. Yan Chutian also responded with a smile. However, his reaction was much colder than when he was with Zhou Yang and Dong Puti.
However, Yan Chutian's reaction made the two of them very satisfied. They followed behind Yan Chutian respectfully as if they were his followers. Seeing this, Yan Chutian did not mind. He knew that these people were like grass on the top of the wall. Now that he was in the limelight, they were following beside him. If he was pressured by others, they would immediately change their attitude.
As the six of them gathered, a white-haired old man quickly walked out from the darkness and appeared in front of them.
This white-haired old man's cultivation was not weak. He was at least an Elixir. Thus, even though everyone present was a Saint, they still bowed slightly to him as a sign of respect.
"New Saint Children, the Spirit Spring is at the top of the mountain. With your identity as the Jade Tablet, you can enter. Please follow me."
The white-haired old man said to the six of them. Then, he led the way forward, following the stone stairs that led to the cloud-shrouded mountain peak.
Seeing this, Yan Chutian and the others hurriedly followed, climbing up the stone stairs to the Spirit Spring that countless disciples yearned for.
…
More than a quarter of an hour later, everyone reached the top of the mountain. As far as the eye could see, the surrounding clouds and mist were even denser, giving ordinary mortals the feeling that they were in a fairyland.
However, Yan Chutian and the other practitioners naturally wouldn't be confused by such an appearance. Their gazes simultaneously looked towards a certain direction, where an extremely rich aura was spreading out. Even though they were separated by an unknown distance, it still made people fascinated.
As they followed the white-haired old man closer, a huge waterfall that poured down from the top appeared before their eyes. Upon closer inspection, they could see that this wasn't a waterfall. It was clearly formed by pure Spirit Qi, pouring down like a waterfall.
"This is … the Spirit Spring?!"
Dong Puti exclaimed. Although she had long yearned for this Spirit Spring, she had never seen it before. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she was naturally shocked.
However, before she could finish her sentence, the old man who led the way spoke again, "This is not the Spirit Spring. The Spirit Spring is the source of this Spirit Waterfall."
Thus, everyone continued to follow the white-haired old man. Not long after, a huge river appeared in front of the six of them. Without much thought, they knew that this was the source of the waterfall.
Similar to the waterfall, the flowing water in this river was also extremely pure Spirit Qi. It turned into a substance and flowed like flowing water. The momentum was astonishing.
At this moment, in front of everyone's eyes, a five-foot-tall stone platform appeared on the side of the river. The stone platform was engraved with complicated patterns, which actually guided the pure Spirit Qi from the river out and surrounded the stone platform.
"This is the sixth seat."
The white-haired old man calmly said. His meaning wasn't difficult to understand. Thus, three days ago, the Peak Spirit Transformation Stage male cultivator who was ranked last in the Broken Mountain Range took a step forward.
"Use your identity Jade Tablet to open the spiritual platform."
The white-haired old man spoke again. Hearing this, the Peak Spirit Transformation Stage male cultivator naturally took out his new identity Jade Tablet. Immediately, a ray of light shot out from the Jade Tablet, shooting towards the spiritual platform on the riverbank.
After that, there seemed to be a layer of invisible shackles outside the spiritual platform. The Peak Spirit Transformation Stage male cultivator leaped into the spiritual platform and sat down cross-legged.
"Let's continue. The seats on the spiritual platform are determined by the ranking of the day. The higher the ranking, the closer to the source of the Spirit Spring. In the end, only the champion can enter the true source of the Spirit Spring. "
When the white-haired old man's voice fell, the two Peak Spirit Transformation Stage male cultivators, including Zhou Yang and Dong Puti, all looked at Yan Chutian with envious gazes. This was because they all understood that the closer they were to the Spirit Spring, the more advantageous it would be, but the difference wouldn't be too big. Only by truly entering the source would they be able to enjoy the full benefits.
However, they couldn't refute the fact that Yan Chutian could enter the source. After all, this was an opportunity that he obtained with his own strength.
Soon after, as expected, another spiritual platform appeared. This was naturally the seat of the other Peak Spirit Transformation Stage male cultivator …
After that, Zhou Yang, Dong Puti, and the others also sat cross-legged on their own spiritual platforms. They watched as the others left and began to cultivate.
When he appeared in front of Mu Wan's spiritual platform, Yan Chutian suddenly asked, "Deacon, can you allow my senior sister to enter the source with me to cultivate?"
Hearing this, the deacon was stunned. He clearly didn't expect Yan Chutian to say such a thing. Therefore, he asked back, "Do you know that although the Spirit Spring is rich in Spirit Qi, it is not endless? If she enters the source with you, she might be able to seize the opportunity that belongs to you. If that's the case, are you still willing?"
Yan Chutian nodded heavily without any hesitation. His appearance also shocked Mu Wan. Her face that had been pretending to be indifferent finally revealed some emotions. She bit her red lips and had a complicated expression.
The white-haired old man looked deeply at Yan Chutian, but he didn't nod in the end. Instead, he sighed and said, "I'm sorry, this is the rule of the Tian Ji Sect. Not to mention a mere deacon like me, even an elder can't go against it."
"Then what if I exchange cultivation places with senior sister?"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man was stunned again. He couldn't understand. With such a huge opportunity in front of him, why didn't this guy want to monopolize it and instead wanted to give it away?
But even so, he couldn't agree. But just as he was about to refuse again, Mu Wan spoke first, "Deacon, I don't need to exchange!"
Then, without waiting for the two to react, she took out her identity token and opened the barrier. Then, she rushed into the spiritual platform.
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