"Ji He, Ji He ….." Qi Shisanxing finally squeezed out of the encirclement and kept waving at Ning Cheng.
"Shisanxing, is he the Pill Emperor Ji He who was trapped with you for 60,000 years?" A woman with phoenix eyes followed Qi Shisanxing and asked Ning Cheng. Although this female cultivator didn't extend her domain, Ning Cheng could feel a majestic and powerful aura from her. This female cultivator with phoenix eyes most likely wasn't a Dao Sculpting Holy Emperor. Instead, she might be a powerhouse that surpassed Dao Sculpting Holy Emperors.
Qi Shisanxing patted Ning Cheng on the shoulder and said to the female cultivator with phoenix eyes, "Yes, he's Ji He, the one who experienced life and death with me."
After that, he said to Ning Cheng, "Ji He, this is my elder sister, Qi Yuling. Every time the Grand Essence Mystic Realm opens, my sister would come here to inquire about me. This time, I didn't let her down. I finally came out. "
Hearing Qi Shisanxing's words, Ning Cheng understood that Qi Yuling cared a lot about Qi Shisanxing.
"Ji He greets Sister Yuling." Ning Cheng quickly bowed.
Qi Yuling showed a sincere smile on her face, "Ji He, thank you for accompanying Thirteen in the mystic realm for so many years. You will also be my younger brother in the future."
"Yuling, who is this?" A man's deep voice arrived.
At this time, Ning Cheng felt very careful. As soon as the man came over, he saw him. This was a man who didn't look very old. He had long hair tied into a simple cultivator bun and wore purple robes. The skin on his face was a bit rough, and his eyebrows were thick. Moreover, the aura coming from him felt even stronger than Qi Yuling. Most likely, his cultivation was also higher than Qi Yuling's.
"Big Brother He, he's Ji He, a Tier 8 Pill Emperor from the Pill Association. He's a good friend of my younger brother Thirteen. The two of them entered the mystic realm together, and this time, the two of them escaped together. "Qi Yuling immediately showed a happy expression on her face when she saw the purple-robed man coming over.
The purple-robed man smiled at Ning Cheng and said, "So it's Pill Emperor Ji He. My name is Wei He, and I'm from the Grand Essence Domain's Battle Shore Cliff's Wei Clan. I welcome you and Thirteen to the Battle Shore Cliff."
Wei He had an excellent demeanor. At least, Ning Cheng didn't feel a trace of disdain for rogue cultivators from his tone. Although Ji He was a level eight Alchemy Emperor recognized by the Elixir Association, he was still a rogue cultivator.
At this moment, all the cultivators who had not died in the mystic realm had basically been teleported out.
Qi Yuling spoke to Ning Cheng, "Thirteen said that you want to compete in the Mystic Realm ….."
Ning Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, I want to see if I can get a spot in the Grand Essence Great Meet."
Wei He spoke up from the side, "I'm afraid it'll be difficult. Thousands of people entered the Grand Essence Mystic Realm. It won't be easy to rush into the top ten."
He had been to the Grand Essence Mystic Realm before, so he naturally knew about the Grand Essence Mystic Realm. During normal times, the Grand Essence Mystic Realm exerted a tremendous world-suppressive force on cultivators. Don't look at Ning Cheng and Qi Shisanxing being trapped in the mystic realm for 60,000 years. But he felt sure that the two of them didn't search for 60,000-year-old divine grasses inside. Instead, he struggled to survive inside for 60,000 years. As for the harvest of divine grasses, he might not even be as good as some ordinary cultivators.
"I'm just trying my luck." Ning Cheng smiled.
"Then go ahead. I wish you good luck," Qi Yuling said with a smile.
Ning Cheng signaled that he didn't need Qi Shisanxing to accompany him and walked towards the middle of the public square alone. After talking to Qi Shisanxing, Qi Yuling and Wei He for a while, Ning Cheng felt that the spiritual consciousness that had fallen on him had disappeared. Most likely, there was no longer any doubt about his identity as Ji He.
Thousands of cultivators stood in front of the divine grasses counting platform. They came here purely to display the divine grasses they obtained and then exchange them for spirit pills, dao fruits, sect task points, spirit techniques and so on. Some even wanted to exchange for points from the Grand Essence Ruins. But not many cultivators wanted to rush into the top ten like Ning Cheng.
Most cultivators knew that with their abilities, even if they managed to reach the top ten in terms of the number of divine grasses they obtained, they wouldn't be able to get any results in the great meet.
Generally, cultivators with the same thoughts as Ning Cheng wouldn't stand in front of the group but on the side. At this time, the more divine grasses one displayed, the more likely one would be to win.
Many cultivators had the same thoughts as Ning Cheng and didn't want to take out all the divine grasses they obtained. After all, one-fifth of the divine grasses taken out would end up in someone else's hands. The more divine grasses displayed, the more would disappear.
An ordinary old man with a ruddy face stood up and landed in front of the three divine grasses counting platforms. He then cupped his fists and said, "Dao friends who came out of the Grand Essence Mystic Realm, thank you for your hard work. I believe that everyone has gained something.
The divine grasses handed over this time are the same as before. After the display and counting, you will have to hand over one-fifth of the divine grasses to the sect you represent. We will collect them on your behalf. The rest can be exchanged for the items you need at the sect you represent or at other sects. But remember, you can only exchange the divine grasses you display for items. "
This old man didn't have any dao charm fluctuations. But when Ning Cheng's gaze fell on this old man, he felt a sense of fear. He felt that this old man's cultivation was even higher than Man Huishan's.
The first to hand over the divine grasses was a middle-aged female cultivator. She stood on the first divine grasses counting platform. Ning Cheng noticed that after the cultivator counting the divine grasses checked the female cultivator's ring, a row of words appeared on the array formation display behind the platform.
"First place, Big Dipper Seven Peaks' Wu Xuanjing, obtained 160 low-rank divine grasses, 70 middle-rank divine grasses, and 11 high-rank divine grasses."
Ning Cheng's spiritual consciousness fell on Wu Xuanjing's ring. Her ring didn't have any restrictions on it. Therefore, Ning Cheng could easily see that when the cultivator counting the divine grasses counted her divine grasses and returned the ring to her, he also took away one-fifth of the divine grasses in her ring.
Ning Cheng guessed that this one-fifth wasn't just for the sect. A large part of it should have been given to the organisation of the Grand Essence Mystic Realm. The sect should have benefited from Wu Xuanjing using the remaining four-fifths of the divine grasses to exchange for items with the sect.
As more and more cultivators counted the divine grasses, the cultivator in the first place on the display screen had obtained 300 low-rank divine grasses, 160 middle-rank divine grasses, and 30 high-rank divine grasses.
Ning Cheng watched for a long time but didn't see anyone hand over anything more precious than high-rank divine grasses. For example, Dao Fruits, or treasures like the Divine Chalcedony Ning Cheng obtained. With so many cultivators counting the divine grasses they obtained, it was impossible for none of them to obtain anything good. Most likely, even if they obtained something good, no one would take it out. The cultivator in charge of counting the divine grasses also acquiesced in this situation.
Most of the cultivators who counted the divine grasses would take the rest of the divine grasses to their respective sects to exchange for items. Only a few rogue cultivators would choose to exchange for items with other sects.
After half a day, there were only a few cultivators standing in line on the public square counting the divine grasses. Some of the cultivators who wanted to snatch the top ten also began to count the divine grasses they obtained.
Ning Cheng then looked at the huge display array formation. Behind the cultivator who harvested the most divine grasses, there were already 870 low-level divine grasses, 200 mid-level divine grasses, 70 high-level divine grasses, and a million-year-old Golden Flame Beehive.
Ning Cheng secretly remembered the cultivator with the Golden Flame Hive. He planned to exchange with this person later. His Void Exploding Golden Wasps grew too slowly. Even now, they were only equivalent to Starry Sky Grade 2 demonic beasts, which was a pitifully low level.
If he gave this hive to the Void Exploding Golden Wasps, combined with his medicinal pills, he could help his Void Exploding Golden Wasps advance to Starry Sky Grade 7 in a short time.
Ning Cheng didn't wait any longer. He took out 940 low-rank divine grasses, 300 middle-rank divine grasses, and 93 high-rank divine grasses. As for Divine Chalcedony and Dao Fruits, he didn't take out any of them. Moreover, the high-rank divine grasses he took out were all ordinary. As for the high-rank ones, some of them were even comparable to Dao Fruits. Ning Cheng also didn't take them out.
Ji He's name soon appeared in the first place on the mystic realm's divine grasses harvesting display screen, while the cultivator with the Golden Flame Hive ranked second. Although the Golden Flame Hive was precious, it had too many restrictions. Moreover, Ning Cheng took out far more high-rank and middle-rank divine grasses than this cultivator. Naturally, he ranked first without exception.
As soon as Ji He appeared, many people noticed him. Soon, the news of Ji He being trapped in the Grand Essence Mystic Realm for 60,000 years spread out.
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"Caixuan, not only did Ji He not die, but he also got first place ….." At the edge of the public square, a green-robed woman spoke up in a soft voice.
Standing next to the green-robed woman was a female cultivator in a pink robe. She had fair skin, shoulder-length hair, and an oval face with willow-leaf eyebrows. She looked very pretty.
Even without the green-robed woman's words, the pink-robed female cultivator named Caixuan had already noticed Ning Cheng. But she kept frowning and didn't know how to deal with this matter.
"Caixuan ….." Seeing the pink-robed female cultivator not answer her question, the green-robed woman reminded her again. Some things had to be faced.
The pink-robed female cultivator recovered and slowly said, "He's just temporarily first. It's nothing."
A deep voice came over, "Caixuan, although Ji He is temporarily first, with the divine grasses he obtained in the mystic realm, it shouldn't be a problem for him to reach the top ten. My Cen Clan has never won a place in the Grand Essence Great Meet for so many years. Besides, since he can take out so many divine grasses, he must have left a lot on him ….. "
The pink-robed female cultivator was Ji He's fiancée, Cen Caixuan, just as Ning Cheng guessed. The Cen Clan had only taken a fancy to Ji He's talent in alchemy, which was why they promised to marry Ji He. Later, Ji He died in the mystic realm, and the Cen Clan had long since put this matter aside.
"Eldest Uncle, I know. But if I go to him, what would Haoge think? He would definitely feel uncomfortable in his heart. "Cen Caixuan bit her lip and looked at a middle-aged man walking over.
The middle-aged man looked at Ning Cheng's position and spoke in a low voice, "Ji He has great potential. Despite being trapped in the mystic realm for tens of thousands of years, his foundation is still there. Moreover, he has a good relationship with Profound Moon Spirit Gate's Qi Shisanxing. Although Guo Haoge is one of the twelve sacred children, I'm afraid he wouldn't put our Cen Clan in his eyes. It's hard to say how sincere he is with you. "
"But …." Cen Caixuan felt hesitant. Guo Haoge was indeed ugly. But if she had to choose, she would choose Guo Haoge without hesitation.
A Dao Companion of one of the twelve sacred children. Not to mention that Guo Haoge came from River Luo Sacred Sect. As for Ji He, he was a rigid alchemy machine that couldn't be any more rigid. Being with him didn't make her happy at all.
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