With a thought, the Blue Dragon in Xiao Chen's Dantian slowly swam out of the water. It opened its mouth and spat out a stream of golden Dragon Qi. The Dragon Qi followed the meridians and flowed out of his body, appearing in Xiao Chen's right hand.
This stream of Dragon Qi contained an extremely strong energy. It was the True Dragon Qi that had been passed down in the Great Qin Nation for thousands of years.
Yue Ying was willing to give him one. Xiao Chen was somewhat astonished. If this Dragon Qi was completely unleashed, even a Martial Saint would be severely injured. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it could save Xiao Chen's life.
"Hu!"
Xiao Chen carefully infused the Dragon Qi into the wooden sculpture. A golden halo appeared at the feet of the wooden sculpture. When the last strand of Dragon Qi entered the wooden sculpture, the entire wooden sculpture started to give off a resplendent golden glow.
Xiao Chen took a deep breath and with a thought, the clear water in his Martial Spirit started to churn. The dense Essence slowly flowed to his right hand. He raised his hand and placed it on the forehead of the wooden sculpture.
"Hu Chi!"
A boundless amount of Essence flowed into the wooden sculpture through his finger. His finger gave off a faint glow. The Essence was continuously consumed, as though it was endless. After a while, the clear water was reduced by half.
Xiao Chen was astonished. This Life Bestowal Spell actually consumed such a large amount of Essence. No wonder he could not complete this spell before he became a Martial Master.
With the purity and strength of the Essence that a Martial Disciple possessed, it was impossible to complete this spell. Furthermore, his carving skills were not up to par. Naturally, he would fail every time.
"Shua!"
When the Essence in Xiao Chen's body was only left with a quarter, the wooden sculpture suddenly grew bigger. Yue Ying appeared in front of Xiao Chen, holding a spear in her hand and wearing only a bra.
She gently waved the golden spear in her hand, and nine golden dragon images appeared behind her. With a 'hong' sound, the dragon images flew around in the air before they all merged into her spear.
Xiao Chen rejoiced in his heart. With a thought, Yue Ying turned into a beam of light and appeared in his hand, turning back into a wooden sculpture.
Success!
After countless attempts, he finally succeeded this time. In the future, even if he were to meet a Martial Saint expert, he would be able to face them calmly. Xiao Chen thought joyfully as he grasped the wooden sculpture tightly in his hand.
…
There was less than half a month to the Promise of Ten Years. Undercurrents surged within Mohe City.
Within a secret room of the Tang Clan in Mohe City:
The Tang Clan's Clan Head, the Zhang Clan's Clan Head, the mysterious blue-robed old man, and the two clans' worshippers.
The master of the Zhang Clan said anxiously, "Senior Leng, when can you give me the Energy-gathering Pill? You must know that for the great cause of your Leng Clan, I have to give it to you. I've thrown caution to the wind, and now even my eldest son is crippled. You can't just ignore it. "
The blue-clothed Martial Saint smiled gently and said, "Old Zhang, there is no need to be anxious. There is no need for me to explain how precious the Returning Essence Pill is. It can allow one to recondense a Martial Spirit. Yesterday, Jiao Ying sent news that my Clan Head requested one from the Misty Sword Sect. It should arrive tonight.
The Zhang Clan Head revealed a joyful expression and said, "Thank you, Senior Leng. I can't thank you enough."
The blue-clad man waved his hand and said, "Old Zhang, there is no need to be so polite. We still have to rely on your Young Master and the Tang Clan's Young Master for the Promise of Ten Years. Helping you is helping ourselves."
When Tang Tian, who was at the side, heard that the Zhang Clan's Clan Head had obtained a Restoration Pellet, he felt dissatisfied and said, "Senior Leng, my eldest son died at such a young age. Why didn't you give me any compensation?"
The expression on the blue-clothed man's face changed slightly. He said, "Old Tang, what you said is not right. Regarding the matter of the Six-Tailed Spirit Fox, I did not let down your Tang Clan. I did what I could. However, the one who killed your son is Xiao Chen.
"And as far as I know, your eldest son's talent is mediocre, and you usually don't take him to heart."
Tang Tian's face turned black. The man in blue was right. He could not find any words to refute him. He snorted and did not say a word.
When the blue-clothed man saw the situation, his expression relaxed. He smiled and said, "Old Tang, there is no need to be too anxious. After the Promise of Ten Years is over, we will obtain the Seven Horn Mountain Range and establish our Leng Clan. At that time, the position of Supreme Elder will definitely be yours."
When Tang Tian heard this, the expression on his face eased up. He said, "However, the three people from the Xiao Clan are all very strong. Not to mention the terrifying Xiao Chen, there is still Xiao Jian and Xiao Yulan, who are both Martial Masters. I'm afraid that even if Zhang He recovers his strength, he will not be able to defeat them."
The blue-clothed man laughed coldly, "Is that Xiao Chen very strong? I don't think so. He was just lucky to kill an injured Martial Grand Master. He is not even a Martial Master, how strong can he be? "
"Furthermore, even if he is very strong, he needs to have the opportunity to participate in the competition in one piece. Otherwise, no matter how strong he is, it would be pointless."
Tang Tian and the Zhang Clan Head looked at each other and said, "Could it be that Senior Leng is prepared to personally cripple that brat before the competition? However, doesn't the Xiao Clan have a Martial Saint expert? "
The blue-clothed man said indifferently, "In another two days, the Clan Head of my Leng Clan will bring three Martial Saint elders to Mohe City personally. This Promise of Ten Years was set by the City Lord of Mohe City. It is not good to break it openly, but it is still possible to play some tricks behind the scenes. "
"As for that Martial Saint of the Xiao Clan, haha, he is just an Inferior Grade Martial Saint. My Clan Head would be able to destroy him with a wave of his hand."
The Clan Heads of the Zhang Clan and Tang Clan were all astonished. With this, including the blue-clothed man, the five Martial Saint experts of the Leng Clan were all here. With such a strong strength, just these five people would be enough to sweep through the Xiao Clan.
… …
After the Life Bestowal Spell succeeded, Xiao Chen spent the rest of his time on consolidating his cultivation as an Inferior Grade Martial Master and inscribing talismans.
As a Martial Master, his Essence was much more abundant. Xiao Chen attempted to inscribe Rank 3 talismans a few more times. His success rate was much higher than before. As long as he cultivated the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation to the third layer, he would be able to guarantee a 90% success rate.
The days passed in such a boring manner. In the blink of an eye, another week had passed.
"Cousin Xiao Chen, are you there?"
On this day, Xiao Chen was in his room, inscribing a Rank 3 dual-attributed offensive talisman. When he heard Xiao Yulan's voice, he quickly stopped what he was doing.
The instant Xiao Chen stopped, the Spiritual Energy on the talisman completely disappeared. A flame immediately appeared on the talisman paper, turning it into ashes. This was how inscribing talismans was. If one could not complete it in one go, then all the previous efforts would be wasted.
Xiao Chen felt it was a pity. This Rank 3 Ice Fire Talisman was just a little bit away from completion. If he was lucky, he would have succeeded.
When he opened the door, Xiao Chen was slightly astonished. Aside from Xiao Yulan, Xiao Jian, Xiao Ling`er, Ye Lan, and the others who participated in the Trial of Gloomy Forest were all present.
"What are you all doing? Why are you all here?" Xiao Chen said in surprise.
Xiao Ling`er's face was full of smiles as she said, "Elder Brother Xiao Chen, you still don't know? The First Elder gave us a day off today, specially allowing us to go out for a day. All of us decided to go to Mohe City for a walk, except for you. "
Xiao Chen suddenly understood. The First Elder's actions were not wrong. After all, they were a group of youths. If they were to be locked up in their rooms, they would get sick.
However, a doubt arose in Xiao Chen's heart. With so many people going out, what would happen if something happened?
Xiao Ling`er knew what he was worried about. She pointed her lily-white hands in a direction and said, "Look over there, there is that consecrated person protecting us. We will be fine."
Xiao Chen looked in the direction she pointed and discovered Liu Fenglin standing outside the courtyard, resting with his eyes closed. There were a few Martial Grand Masters of the Xiao Clan following behind him.
Xiao Chen laughed involuntarily in his heart. The First Elder was really willing to go all out. For the sake of this group of people, he had sent over half of the Xiao Clan's peak martial strength.
"In that case, let's go." Xiao Chen did not hesitate and followed the group towards Mohe City.
Mohe City was bustling with people; it was as bustling as it was in the past.
Everyone followed the flow of people and wandered around the streets. Xiao Chen suddenly discovered that regardless of which world he was in, the desire of girls to shop was always this strong.
Among the ten of them, aside from Xiao Jian and him, the other boys all had bags of various sizes hanging on them. Ye Lan was the most miserable. He was in charge of carrying the things that Xiao Ling`er bought. Every part of his body that could be used to hang something was covered.
"Let's go to the Cultivator Plaza to take a look!" Ye Lan finally could not take it anymore and suggested, hoping to divert Xiao Ling`er's attention.
Cultivator Plaza: Xiao Chen had an idea. The Promise of Ten Years would be held in the Cultivator Plaza in seven days. If he went there now to understand the situation, it would definitely be of some help when the duels officially started.
"Cousin Yulan, how about we go and take a look? The duels will be held in seven days, it would be good to understand the venue."
Xiao Yulan smiled faintly, "We'll listen to Cousin Xiao Chen."
Ye Lan and the rest of the guys looked at Xiao Yulan with incomparable gratitude. They all heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts. Only Xiao Ling`er was a little dissatisfied. She was still complaining that the things she bought were too few. When Ye Lan heard this, he felt like crying.
The Cultivator Plaza was the center of Mohe City. In the middle of the plaza stood a statue of a hundred meters tall. When Ye Lan heard this, he felt like crying.
Every city in the continent would have a Cultivator Plaza. In the plaza, there would be a tall statue. The person carved in the statue was basically the famous Emperor Wu of the continent.
There were sixteen arenas made of Heavenly Mountain Stones surrounding the statue. One of the arenas was especially eye-catching; its height and area were much larger than the surrounding arenas.
These arenas were all managed by the City Lord's Residence. The Tianwu Continent loved martial arts. Normally, this place would be filled with people. However, at this moment, it was a forbidden area, and outsiders were not allowed to enter.
Every year, Mohe City would hold a large-scale Martial Competition at the Cultivator Plaza. The Martial Competition was personally organized by the City Lord's Residence, and there were generous prizes. Aside from this, one could also gain fame and be favored by the various large clans and the City Lord's Residence.
That was the most bustling time of the year in Mohe City. Furthermore, this year's Martial Competition coincided with the Promise of Ten Years between the three large clans of Mohe City. One could imagine the bustling scene at that time; it would be a terrifying scene.
Hence, the City Lord's Residence had sealed off the Cultivator Plaza half a month ago. They had started to carry out repairs and rehearsals for the Martial Competition, ensuring that there would not be any accidents.
However, the ban on outsiders was not a problem for the Xiao Clan. After they reported their identities, the people from the City Lord's Residence did not stop them.
Everyone walked towards the statue of the Tianwu Emperor in the middle of the plaza. In front of the Tianwu Emperor from ten thousand years ago, the originally restless crowd started to calm down.
Just at this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly felt two gazes filled with killing intent staring at him. He turned his head and saw that in the arena not far away, Tang Feng and Zhang He, who were originally sparring, had stopped and were looking at him coldly.
Zhang He actually had a Martial Technique? Xiao Chen was sure that he did not see wrongly. The two of them had indeed exchanged blows earlier. Furthermore, Zhang He had even used a Martial Technique.
What is going on? Xiao Chen's heart was filled with doubts. Just as he was thinking, Tang Feng and Zhang He jumped off the arena and walked towards him.
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