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Chapter 708

Words:1896Update:22/09/03 17:45:04

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After setting up the spatial barrier, Mu Qingxiao's attention was focused on the Yin Yang Jade.

Inside the Yin Yang Jade, the Soul Sword shone brightly. Clearly, it had leveled up. It was sharper than before and gave off a more demonic and domineering aura.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Mu Qingxiao felt that the mysterious pink bead Long 'er had left behind had benefited him as he refined various treasures.

Below the Soul Sword was the incomplete Fen Ji.

Mu Qingxiao had refined nearly one-fifth of the Fen Ji after breaking through to the Path Integration Stage. After all, the Fen Ji was an immortal artifact that contained Prince Changqin's immortal soul. It would probably take many days for him to completely refine it.

Of course, Mu Qingxiao was not in a hurry.

It was only a matter of time before he completely refined the Fen Ji in the Yin Yang Jade.

He had spent too much time breaking through to the Body Integration Stage. He did not intend to waste any more time on this. He would let the Soul Sword slowly grind away at the Fen Ji.

Although he had only refined one-fifth of the Fen Ji, Mu Qingxiao had benefited greatly. Not only had he succeeded in breaking through, but his soul power had also greatly increased.

If he could completely refine the Fen Ji and the incomplete Alioth, his strength would definitely skyrocket.

When he completely refined Prince Changqin's immortal soul, his soul power would definitely rise to a terrifying level.

As for the two pieces of Alioth, Mu Qingxiao had not had time to refine one of them. The other piece had been thrown into the artificial lake to serve as a medium for the Spirit Gathering Formation.

The Alioth's function was not only to gather Spirit Qi. More importantly, it was to create Spirit Qi like a Spirit Qi manufacturing machine.

The Spirit Qi in Supreme Jin's manor was now as rich as the Spirit Qi in a low-level immortal hero plane.

With the Alioth as a medium, the Spirit Qi in the manor might be as rich as a high-level immortal hero plane in ten or a hundred years.

As his residence on Earth, the richer the Spirit Qi in the manor, the better.

Suppressing his emotions, Mu Qingxiao turned to look at the villa. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see the beauty sitting on the sofa.

They did not bid farewell so that they could spend more time together in the future.

"System, let's begin the next plane."

"Ding! The plane journey is about to begin. Host's information digitized …"

Host: Mu Qingxiao (Dragon Knight)

Bloodline: Unknown

Aptitude: Unknown

Sword Intent: Supreme Sword Intent

Weapon: Soul Sword

Battle Skills: Kongming Sword, Great Void Sword, Kongming Illusory Sword

Cultivation Level: First Level of the Combination Realm

Mental cultivation method: 《Imperial Maiden Heart Sutra》

Partners: Wang Yuyan, Abi, Aju, Boya Hankuk, Ouyang Zi Yan, Hyuga Hinata, Sayo, Lu XueQi, Cai Lin.

Points: 680000

Storage space: 1200

As soon as the system notification sounded, Mu Qingxiao's vision turned black and she lost consciousness completely. When she regained consciousness, she was standing on a yellow dirt road in the wilderness.

Looking at the empty surroundings, there were only trees and withered yellow weeds.

Mu Qingxiao frowned and said in a low voice, "The Spiritual Qi is so thin, it's only at the level of a low-level Xianxia plane. Why would the system arrange for such a plane?"

Speak of the devil. As soon as he finished speaking, the system notification rang out in his mind again.

"Ding! The host's plane is the" A Chinese Ghost Story "plane. Beginning to issue a plane mission."

"Main mission 1: Kill the Thousand-Year Tree Demon and obtain the Thousand-Year Wood Heart. Completion reward: 10000 points. Failure penalty: None."

"Main mission 2: Kill the puppet cultivators. Every kill will be rewarded with 50000 points."

As soon as the system notification sounded, Mu Qingxiao frowned. It was the "A Chinese Ghost Story" plane.

The "A Chinese Ghost Story" was a story that revolved around the grudges between the Demon Hunters and the Thousand-Year Tree Demon, as well as the emotional entanglements between Nie Xiaoqian, Yan Chixia, and Ning Caichen.

If he remembered correctly, there was no such thing as a puppet cultivator in the plot.

Mu Qingxiao knew about the Thousand-Year Tree Demon. It was the boss of the "A Chinese Ghost Story" plane. As for the puppet cultivators, he didn't know much about them.

Most importantly, killing a puppet cultivator would reward him with 50,000 points. It was even more than killing the Thousand-Year Tree Demon.

After thinking about the plot for a long time, Mu Qingxiao still couldn't find any information about the puppet cultivators. In the end, he could only put this matter to the back of his mind.

No matter what kind of person the puppet cultivators were, as long as the mission involved, he only needed to kill them and obtain the points.

After coming back to his senses, Mu Qingxiao looked at the desolate forest around him. He glanced at the yellow dirt road under his feet. There were faint dried footprints on it.

Most of the footprints on it led to the east. Without thinking too much, Mu Qingxiao also stepped forward and followed the road to the east.

He didn't know where he was now. The most important thing was to find a place. After asking for the location, he would go directly to Lanruo Temple.

Lanruo Temple was under the jurisdiction of the Thousand-Year Tree Demon. Since he didn't know about the puppet cultivators for now, Mu Qingxiao could only go to the mission location.

After killing the Thousand-Year Tree Demon and obtaining the Thousand-Year Wood Heart, he would think of a way to collect information about the puppet cultivators.

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The sun was high in the sky. After walking for dozens of miles, Mu Qingxiao finally saw a small town in the distance.

He came to the entrance of the town. There was a stone tablet that was half the height of a person. There were three words carved on the tablet: Guobei Town.

Looking at the tablet, Mu Qingxiao smiled. He had searched far and wide for the right thing to find. Wasn't the Black Forest where Lanruo Temple was located on the west side of Guobei Town?

There were many people walking on the streets of the town. There were also many stalls selling all kinds of things, such as food, books, pictures, and runes.

Walking on the street, Mu Qingxiao was wearing a white shirt. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and his face was as handsome as jade. No matter where he went, he was the center of attention.

Even the girls on the street couldn't help but throw flirtatious glances at him when they saw his handsome face.

Walking on the street, Mu Qingxiao soon found an inn.

The inn's business was good. As soon as he came to the door, The Waiter with a white towel on his shoulder walked out with a smile.

"Sir, are you here for a meal or a room?"

"Both."

Hearing that, The Waiter gestured enthusiastically and said, "Sir, please come in. This is the best inn in town. We have medium-high quality rooms, and we have the famous Luhu fish on the menu. You must try it."

"Okay, I'll have one of the best rooms. Bring me all the good food and wine in your inn."

Mu Qingxiao walked into the inn. In the hall, there were many guests eating and chatting with each other. The atmosphere was very lively.

"Okay, one of the best rooms. Sir, please find a place to sit. I'll have the kitchen prepare it for you. When you're done, I'll show you the guest room."

The inn was quite big. To be able to occupy such a large space in the town meant that the owner of this inn was someone with a high status.

He went to the east side of the hall and sat down by the window. The Waiter was quite efficient. He quickly brought two pots of wine.

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