Chapter 690
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Spirit beast cultivator was just a title.
However, the baptism of the Minor Five Elements Pool was an opportunity that disciples would regret for the rest of their lives if they missed it!
Especially when entering the pool for the first time, many people could break through in an instant under the cleansing of the pool water's divine power!
Shentu Weiran's face was covered, and he ignored Yang Yan's words. He snorted coldly and continued forward.
"Hey! You! "
"Aren't you being a little too arrogant? You're not as powerful as me, Shentu Weiran! Stop right there! "
"Hehehehe, don't tell him to stop. Brother Shentu has been beaten up badly these few days, and there are bruises on his face."
Kimberley, who had used some conditions to move Li Chenguang, successfully obtained the memory of the Twin Gods Peak's peak master, revealed it happily (and bloodily).
"Shut the hell up!"
No matter how loud his voice was, it could not escape Shentu Weiran's ears!
He seemed to be unwilling to listen to Kimberley continue speaking. He glared angrily and pounced towards Kimberley with a loud roar. However, because the movement of turning his head was too intense, the comical cloth covering his face fell with a swoosh.
Everyone stood on the mountain path and looked at each other.
At the same time, they clearly saw Shentu Weiran's swollen face with bruises on the left and red on the right.
"Damn it!"
Shentu Weiran did not expect that he would expose himself. He was so angry that he stepped on the cloth that had fallen to the ground until it sank into the soil.
"Forget it, this is how I look. What's wrong with it?"
He simply put his hands behind his back and straightened his back, letting everyone see his face.
"Hahahahaha!"
Yang Yan immediately laughed to tears. He had never thought that Shentu Weiran, the number one True Dragon Young Master of the 24 sects, would have such a miserable time.
Li Chenguang was also overjoyed. After all, Shentu Weiran's wild temperament, coupled with his current cat face, was too beautiful.
"What are you laughing at!"
"Don't tell me you guys stop cultivating after coming to the Spirit Gate? Can you just sit around and wait for death after taking the monthly allowance and treasures of an inner sect disciple? "
Shentu Weiran coldly interrupted everyone's laughter.
"Merit, do you have sect merit?"
"Do you know how many sect merit points are required to exchange for a second-step Dharma treasure in the Dao Spirit Wood?"
"I went to look at the True Essence Spear."
Just like Zhen Xiaoxiao, after using the Spiritual Treasure Projection in the Grand Competition, Shentu Weiran couldn't forget his True Essence Spear.
"If I want to exchange for it after reaching the second step, I'll need a huge amount of sect merit points!"
"If I don't go out to do sect missions, the best way to earn merit points is to fight with disciples!"
"Over the past five days, I've already defeated nine people on Great Chang Peak. One draw, four losses. In the last battle, because I challenged a legacy echelon, even though I lost, I didn't lose much battle credit. "
"Before the Skysea Valley competition, we called ourselves Dongling's geniuses. After the competition, we're just inner disciples of the Spiritual Gate. If we want to maintain our status as geniuses, we can only … keep fighting! Otherwise, you'll be eliminated very soon! "
It was like this every time Shentu Weiran spoke.
It was one thing if he didn't speak, but once he did, he would definitely make others speechless.
The smile on Yang Yan's face suddenly disappeared.
He felt a chill down his spine.
Brother Shentu was right.
After coming to the Spiritual Gate, he began to look complacent. He only felt that he could do well without Yi An.
It wasn't until he saw Shentu Weiran's injuries that he realized that when he was careless, others were fighting with their lives on the line!
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