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Chapter 304

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Lu Ye's original plan was to wait until he broke through to the Ninth Order before leaving the Hidden Spirit Palace station, taking advantage of this opportunity to lie low.

But the temptation of the Hundred Formation Tower mentioned by Zhao Li was too great for him to hold back.

Now that there were enemies spying on him in the dark, Lu Ye was not afraid. As long as Myriad Demon Ridge acted within the rules, there was nothing they could do to him.

What he was afraid of was that Myriad Demon Ridge would act out of desperation.

It wasn't until evening that the feeling of being spied on disappeared.

No matter how careful Myriad Demon Ridge's arrangements were, it was impossible for someone to keep an eye on him all the time. There was bound to be a time when they lost track of him.

Lu Ye ordered the giant armor to descend and fly into a forest.

Starting a bonfire, Giant Armor took out several pieces of beast meat from his Storage Bag, first giving one to Hu Po, then grilling the rest over the fire.

He did this with great familiarity, obviously having done this many times when he was with Sima Yang.

Soon, the hot oil sizzled and the fragrance of the meat filled the air. Giant Armor took out some seasoning and salt from who knows where and sprinkled it on the meat.

The aroma became even stronger.

Before the beast meat was completely cooked, Giant Armor began to eat heartily, but before that, he also gave Lu Ye a piece.

Lu Ye didn't mind, and ate happily with him.

This way of eating meat undoubtedly won Giant Armor's favour, and he had become much closer to Lu Ye these days.

Lu Ye found a problem, and that was, the few people in his camp, except for Yi Yi, seemed to be gluttons.

Needless to say, he and Hu Po were complete Pill Eaters, consuming forty to fifty Spirit Pills a day at this stage.

Giant Armor didn't use Spirit Pills much before because Sima Yang didn't give them to him. His current cultivation was all due to meditation and breathing in World Energy.

Now that he was following Lu Ye, Lu Ye naturally wouldn't be as stingy as Sima Yang. As long as there were enough Spirit Pills, Giant Armor would consume them freely. However, he didn't consume too many Spirit Pills because consuming too many Spirit Pills would affect the purity of his Spirit Qi.

After a full meal, the two people and one tiger were satisfied. Lu Ye took out the scale armor again and absorbed the blood from it first, then gave one each to Hu Po and Giant Armor.

In the past, he didn't dare to do this. Every time he cultivated in the Technique Practicing Room, he would place the scales in the Spirit Gathering Array. He would let the Blood Qi mist and slowly absorb and refine it.

However, as his cultivation increased and the strength of his Divine Sense strengthened, it didn't matter if he directly devoured the Divine Sense.

It was the same for Hu Po. Ever since he returned from the Immortal Essence City, he had been absorbing the blood veins in his scales, so he was no longer as stiff as before. From this point alone, the increase in the strength of his spirit had brought about many unexpected benefits.

Lu Ye reckoned that if he entered the Mirage Realm again, the sequelae should not be as serious as before. In the past, every time he died in the Mirage Realm, he would have a splitting headache.

However, he had been engrossed in Array Dao recently and had not gone to the Mirage Realm to train himself.

After extinguishing the bonfire, Ju Jia sat down to meditate and cultivate. Lu Ye held a book in her hands and studied it under the moonlight. Hu Po lay beside her and was already snoring.

A thin and small figure silently crept over from 300 meters away. This figure had almost completely blended into the surrounding space. Even his aura and vitality were blocked by an inexplicable power and did not leak out at all. His body was so light that even if he stepped on the leaves, he would not make the slightest sound.

His speed was not slow. It was almost the speed of a normal person walking. Obviously, he was very confident in his ability to hide.

Previously, the Myriad Devil Ridge had lost track of Lu Ye. They only knew that he had disappeared nearby, but no one knew where he was. Now, there were many people secretly searching for him in the Myriad Devil Ridge. Without exception, these people were all ghost cultivators because ghost cultivators were the most suitable for this kind of thing.

Hiding in the dark, the ghost cultivator stared at the figure of the young man in front of him. Even if his heart had been silent for many years, he could not help but ripple with excitement.

Because as long as he could kill this young man named Lu Yi Ye, he might have a chance to reach the Cloud River Realm!

Last time, in order to remove the Jade Blood Sect, the major sects of the Myriad Devil Ridge had jointly issued an extremely generous reward. The reward was enough for any cultivator to enjoy for a lifetime. It was the same this time. Although the reward was not as heavy as last time, it was enough for him to buy hundreds of Barrier Breaking Pills. With so many Barrier Breaking Pills, he could open the subsequent Spirit Apertures and meet the requirements to reach the Cloud River Realm.

He had waited for this day for a full thirty years!

In the Spirit Stream Realm, there was an extremely special group of cultivators who were called the Veteran Ninth Order Realm!

This had nothing to do with praise or derision. It was just a very appropriate name.

Not every Spirit Stream Realm cultivator was qualified to reach the Cloud River Realm. For things like Spirit Apertures, the more difficult it was to open them. Everyone had their own limits.

The human body had three hundred and sixty apertures, but only ten percent of Spirit Stream Realm cultivators could open all three hundred and sixty apertures. These people were, without exception, the most outstanding group of cultivators.

Could it be that the remaining ninety percent had no way to reach the Cloud River Realm? Naturally, there was.

When a cultivator reached the Ninth Order Realm, as long as they bought a Heaven Grade Secret Art and opened two hundred and forty apertures, they could choose to reach the Cloud River Realm after switching their original Secret Art to the corresponding Heaven Grade Secret Art.

In other words, if a cultivator wanted to reach the Cloud River Realm, they would need to open at least two hundred and forty apertures, not one less.

However, in this world, there were still many people who could not open that many Spirit Apertures. Some people reached their limit after opening two hundred or so apertures. For example, this skinny Ghost Cultivator had only opened two hundred and twenty-three apertures, seventeen apertures away from the minimum requirement to reach the Cloud River Realm.

And he had been stuck at the Ninth Order Realm for thirty years.

Those who had been stuck at the Ninth Order Realm for many years, unable to open the subsequent Spirit Apertures and reach the Cloud River Realm, were the so-called Veteran Ninth Order Realm cultivators.

They were a very special group in the Spirit Stream Realm.

The strength of these people could not be classified as a simple Ninth Order Realm cultivator, because almost every one of them could display strength that surpassed the Ninth Order Realm.

Many Sects had such people. If one saw an old Spirit Stream Realm cultivator on the Spirit Stream Battlefield, they would generally be the so-called Veteran Ninth Order Realm cultivators.

When their cultivation stagnated and they could not continue cultivating, they would find ways to increase their strength. Therefore, these Veteran Ninth Order Realm cultivators often had some strange methods that ordinary cultivators did not have.

Take this Ghost Cultivator for example. Without mentioning anything else, his concealment skills had almost reached the acme of perfection. Most of the Ghost Cultivators in the Core Circle who had switched to Heaven Grade Secret Arts could not be compared to him.

Lu Yiye of the Blue Blood Sect was good at killing enemies above his realm. He had shown his talent in this area at the Golden Light Summit. Previously, when he had attacked the Wind Flower Courtyard, he had cut off one of Yue Mei's arms with two slashes of his Eighth Order cultivation and seized the Array Jade Slit Ring.

This information was not a secret, so the Ghost Cultivator had naturally heard of it.

However, killing enemies above his realm was not exclusive to Lu Ye. Many geniuses in the Cultivation World had this ability. Ghost Cultivators were also the best at fighting the strong as they rarely fought head-on. As long as they found the right opportunity, let alone killing enemies above their realm, they could even kill enemies two or three realms above their own.

Therefore, the Ghost Cultivator who had stealthily snuck over had a very simple task. He had to sneak up behind Lu Ye and launch an attack. He had to deal a fatal blow, cut off Lu Ye's head, and bring it back for a reward!

The Body Cultivator named Giant Armor was a little troublesome. Once he exposed himself, this big guy would definitely attack him. However, he was confident in his speed, so as long as he could block Giant Armor's initial attack, he could easily escape.

There were some risks, but compared to the rewards, what was this little risk? If he wanted to break through to the Cloud River Realm, he had to bear this risk.

The plan was perfect.

However, when he was ten meters away from Lu Ye, his body suddenly froze.

Because at that moment, Lu Ye, who was reading a book, suddenly closed it and looked in his direction. When their eyes met, the Ghost Cultivator felt a chill run down his spine.

[Have I been discovered?]

[Impossible!]

[How could a trivial Eighth Order Weapon Cultivator discover my tracks?] He had full confidence in his concealment methods. He had once used this method to assassinate a Seventh Order Heaven Grade cultivator. Even today, he could still remember the look of disbelief in the other party's eyes before he died.

Even a Seventh Order Heaven Grade cultivator couldn't discover his whereabouts, so how could an Eighth Order Weapon Cultivator discover him?

[That's right, I didn't expose myself. There should be something unusual behind me that attracted Lu Yi Ye's attention.]

The reason for this conclusion was that not only did Lu Yi Ye raise his eyes to look at him, but even Giant Armor, who was meditating, opened his eyes and looked at him. Even the Monster Beast beside Lu Yi Ye raised its head and stared in his direction in a daze.

With three pairs of eyes staring at him, the Ghost Cultivator's pressure was as heavy as a mountain …

If it was an ordinary young man, he might not be able to bear such pressure at this moment, but he had cultivated for so many years. What kind of storms and waves had he not seen? So even if he was frightened, he still remained calm. He tried his best to restrain his aura, and pushed his concealment method to the extreme. He slowly took a step to the side.

A scene that made his hair stand on end appeared. The three pairs of eyes that were staring at him also turned.

Lu Ye was even more interested. He supported his chin with one hand and touched the Mountain Ascending Saber at his waist with the other, tapping the scabbard with his fingers.

This time, the old ghost cultivator was completely at a loss.

It was fine if Lu Yi Ye could see through his whereabouts. Perhaps he was talented.

But why did Giant Armor, this barbarian, have such strong perception? And that Monster Beast, why the hell did it? He had decades of Ghost Cultivation attainments in the Netherworld. Was he so weak?

The unfinished bonfire on the side flickered, making a soft crackling sound.

The old ghost cultivator's figure turned into an afterimage as he pounced straight at Lu Ye, who was ten meters away. What greeted him was a bright saber light.

Blood splattered. The old ghost cultivator's chest was cut open. He was almost cut in half by the saber. He quickly retreated, perfectly adhering to the essence of a Ghost Cultivator's move of fleeing a thousand miles away.

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