Chapter 1285: The Thirteenth Stage
"How is this possible …"
Everyone's expression was incomparably shocked. Qiu Feng was dumbstruck as he looked at this scene. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes. It was as if his brain was installed with a motor, spinning rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he calculated the amount of Azure Dragon Crystals he would have to pay if Ning Qi made it to the thirteenth stage.
800,000 Azure Dragon Crystals! 800,000 Azure Dragon Crystals!
Even if he was an early-stage Transcendence Realm cultivator, he wouldn't be able to find so many Azure Dragon Crystals. This was equivalent to a sect's annual income!
It would be fine if he was the sect leader. At most, the people in the sect would have to drink northwest wind for a year. The sacred ground's tribute would be delayed and he would be able to gather 800,000 Azure Dragon Crystals. However, Qiu Feng was just a rogue cultivator! Not to mention eight hundred thousand, he might not even be able to take out one hundred thousand Azure Dragon Crystals.
Qiu Feng looked around and found that everyone was in a state of shock. Even Baxia Pudu and Baxia Zi Kun didn't seem to notice him. Qiu Feng quietly moved his feet and slowly made his way out of the encirclement. At this moment, a cultivator noticed him and quickly shouted, "Stop!
"Gambler is trying to escape! Everyone, catch him! "
"Old fart, you only f * cking bet 100 Azure Dragon Crystals on me. Do you have to do this to me?"
Qiu Feng was furious. He cursed at the cultivator who had reported him, and his figure transformed into a bolt of lightning that sped off into the distance. At the same time, a monster with a human body and the head of a fish appeared behind Qiu Feng. It was Qiu Feng's mid-grade yellow-level Dharma Power, the Merfolk Dharma Power!
It would have been fine if he hadn't used his Transcendence Realm. Once he did, hundreds of Transcendence Realms descended from the sky. There was a golden-armored warrior holding a giant sword, a nine-headed snake, and a five-legged, dragon-headed, and horse-bodied monster. Hundreds of Transcendence Realms of different grades appeared out of thin air and surrounded Qiu Feng.
Looking at these cold cultivators, Qiu Feng laughed dryly. "Everyone misunderstood. That kid hasn't passed the thirteenth stage yet, right? I just got up to stretch my body. "
After saying this, he turned around and returned to the towering tower and sat down.
Seeing this, the cultivators withdrew their Transcendence Realms and returned to Qiu Feng's side. There were more than ten layers of Transcendence Realms of Transcendence Realm.
"Damn it! Please don't pass the thirteenth stage, I beg you, little ancestor! "
Qiu Feng prayed in his heart.
Everyone's mood was completely different from Qiu Feng's. In addition to shock, the cultivators who had bet on the underdog were practically beaming with joy.
"Ancestor, this guy can't really pass the thirteenth trial, right?"
Baxia Pudu's face turned a bit ugly. Even he could only linger on the eleventh level, and at most, he could reach the twelfth level. But a cultivator at the late stage of Eternal Life Realm had already passed the twelfth level?
This was really hard to accept.
"Feng Jiuxian's son is indeed extraordinary. If his bloodline is the same as his father's, the Azure Dragon continent will be in for a storm again."
Baxia Zi Kun's expression gradually turned grave. He really didn't expect Ning Qi to be able to reach this stage.
"If Lie Kong finds out about this, he'll probably shatter space and come here directly."
Baxia Pudu curled his lips.
Back then, even Feng Jiuxian was forced to the point where her life and death were unknown by Lie Kong. So what if he was his son?
Lie Kong didn't even need to make a move. He only needed to say one sentence, and Xuanzhen Great Sage would join forces with several other Great Sages to force Feng Jiuxian and Wang Muting into a corner.
No matter what, as long as he didn't break through the Transcendence Realm and become a Creator, he wouldn't be able to compete with Lie Kong.
His father, Lord Lie Yang, was an existence who had lived for nearly a million years. Even Baxia Great Sage had to behave himself when he saw him, not daring to overstep his boundaries!
… …
Inside Mountain Pass.
The thirteenth stage.
Ning Qi finally made it to this stage after overcoming all the obstacles along the way. The price was that he was seriously injured three times and consumed more than 30 Dark Artifacts.
In several stages, Ning Qi encountered opponents of various strange races. Among them, there was a centipede that was dozens of miles long. Its poison was so strong that it almost poisoned Ning Qi to death. This centipede guarded the twelfth stage. Presumably, those geniuses who could only reach the eleventh stage were defeated by it.
However, the centipede's body was now in Ning Qi's space. Its body could be used to refine artifacts, and its poison glands could be used to refine elixirs.
"The thirteenth stage. Why is it so strange?"
Ning Qi's gaze fell on a house in the distance. It was surrounded by desolate mountain roads. The house attracted Ning Qi's attention the moment he arrived.
Was there someone living here?
Or was the person guarding the thirteenth stage a cultivator?
"It's been a few hundred years. Finally, someone has made it here. Little friend, please come in."
A gentle voice sounded in Ning Qi's ears.
Ning Qi was slightly stunned when he heard that. His lips curled into a faint smile as he walked towards the small house. No matter what the other party was trying to do, he had to face it eventually.
When he arrived at the front of the house, the door opened by itself. The house wasn't big and only had four or five rooms. Once the door opened, an old man could be seen sitting at the stone table in the middle with a smile. He held a book in his left hand and patted his thigh with his right. When he saw Ning Qi, he looked up and smiled at him. "Little friend, come and sit. Don't stand on ceremony."
"Senior, are you the guard of the thirteenth stage?"
Ning Qi walked to the old man and sat down. He asked directly.
"Yes."
The old man nodded with a smile and admitted it frankly. He only glanced at Ning Qi from the corner of his eyes. His real attention was on the ancient book in Ning Qi's hand. It was as if there were delicious pastries on it and he was enjoying it.
"What do I need to do to pass this stage?"
Ning Qi smiled and glanced at the ancient book. There wasn't a single word on it.
"Just chat with me. If I let you pass, you will pass. If I don't, you won't pass."
The old man smiled faintly.
The air in front of Ning Qi suddenly became moist. Then, an ice crystal cup condensed in front of Ning Qi at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, a gust of hot air emitted from the cup. The tea was yellow and crystal clear. There seemed to be a whirlpool with a few tea leaves spinning in it.
A trace of vigilance flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. From beginning to end, he couldn't tell where this tea had come from.
"Little friend, drink it."
The old man smiled faintly.
Ning Qi smiled and drank the tea in one gulp. The old man seemed to feel sorry for him and said to Ning Qi, "You don't know how to taste tea."
"Senior, please enlighten me."
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
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