Inside the station's cultivation room, the Spirit Gathering Array and the three-sided Spirit Gathering Inscriptions were operating at the same time. World Energy madly poured into the room, filling it with dense World Energy and Blood Qi. Whether it was World Energy or Blood Qi, they were all being drawn into Lu Ye's body by some kind of force.
Not only that, but his abdomen was also emitting a thunderous buzzing sound, which was caused by the Gluttonous Meal.
At a certain moment, Lu Ye opened his eyes and looked down at the back of his hand. The battlefield imprint was slightly hot, and there was a faint surge of Heaven's Secrets.
It was time!
He stopped cultivating and got up, took back the scale armor placed on the Spirit Gathering Array, pushed open the door, and walked out.
A moment later, he arrived in front of the Heaven's Fate Pillar in Heaven's Fate Hall.
Hua Ci was not here yet. Recently, she and Second Senior Sister had been inseparable, and Lu Ye did not know what she was busy with. However, both women were medical cultivators, so it was likely that Second Senior Sister was teaching Hua Ci something about medical cultivation.
While waiting, Lu Ye activated the battlefield imprint and checked his own information.
Name: Lu Ye
Identity: Blue Blood Sect Disciple
Cultivation: Eighty-three Apertures
Location: Spirit Stream Battlefield
Merit: Twenty-six
It had been almost two months since the Battle of Golden Light Peak. Since his injuries had healed and the Talent Tree's ability to burn pill toxins was restored, Lu Ye's cultivation had been increasing day by day. On the day he returned from Madam Yun's place, he had opened eighty-one Apertures, breaking through to the Sixth Order Spirit Stream Realm. Today, he had opened two more Apertures.
One had to know that this was only because he had been delayed. Previously, when he went to Ying Mountain to find Hua Ci and the others, it took him more than ten days to go back and forth. If he had not been delayed, his cultivation would have improved even faster.
That was because the cultivation environment in the station was much better than before, and it was stable enough.
In terms of cultivation, he had reached his expectations, but as for merit … it was a bit of an eyesore.
If he hadn't killed a Seventh-Order cultivator in Ying Shan, Lu Ye would only have five merit points instead of twenty-six.
In the past, Lu Ye did not know what merit points were used for, but now he knew. With a mysterious place like the Heaven's Secret Treasury, merit points were extremely attractive to any cultivator.
Not to mention, he still needed to spend contribution points to purchase fuel suitable for his Talent Tree from the Tianji Treasury. It was foreseeable that he would need a lot of contribution points in the future.
It would be far too slow to accumulate merit points by simply killing people, unless one could kill enemies of a higher cultivation level. The Spirit Creek Garrison War was a good place to go. Every sect had a foundational blessing as a bargaining chip. As long as one was strong enough, they would be able to obtain a massive amount of merit points.
In fact, Lu Ye was allowed to bring Hu Po with him to the Battle of Spirit Stream. He had already formed a Pet Contract with Hu Po, so Hu Po was considered his pet beast and a part of his strength. Therefore, he could bring Hu Po with him to the Battle of Spirit Stream.
However, neither Second Senior Sister nor Fourth Senior Brother advised him to do so.
Because the aftermath of the Battle of Golden Light Summit had just subsided, many people knew that Lu Ye had a big white tiger by his side. If he brought Hu Po in, he would be easily recognized. It would be bad if the Myriad Demons Ridge besieged him.
Rather than taking such a risk, he might as well not bring it. At the very least, he could hide his identity.
Indeed, many people on Golden Light Summit had seen Lu Ye before, but there were so many cultivators in the Spirit Creek Garrison War that there were even more who hadn't seen him before or didn't recognize him.
A figure slowly appeared at the side, wrapped in a refreshing fragrance. Hua Ci had arrived.
Lu Ye looked her up and down and said in surprise, "New clothes? New look?"
Hua Ci didn't wear this dress in the past, so it was obvious that she had just changed into it. This was a very tight white dress, and the hem of the white dress was decorated with little red flowers. The pure color made Hua Ci's skin look even more delicate and delicate.
However, Lu Ye quickly realized that something was wrong. This wasn't just a beautiful dress.
"A spirit artifact?" Lu Ye raised an eyebrow.
"Second Senior Sister gave it to me. She used to wear it when her cultivation was low. She doesn't need it anymore."
Could Second Senior Sister's figure support this dress? This dress was perfect for Hua Ci. If she wore it on Second Senior Sister's petite figure, she could probably perform in a big play.
Lu Ye was a little jealous. "I was the one who entered the sect first."
Hua Ci pursed her lips and smiled. "Second Senior Sister said that you Armament Cultivators aren't suited to wear defensive spirit artifacts. Excessive protection will make you lose your sharpness."
Lu Ye thought for a moment and nodded. "Second Senior Sister's words make sense." Just as Fourth Senior Brother Li Baxian had taught him before, if he couldn't experience danger and death at close range, how could Armament Cultivators improve themselves? Relying on external forces for protection would eventually lead to excessive dependence.
Lu Ye's head sank and he turned to look. His expression darkened. "What are you doing?"
This woman … actually patted his head!
Hua Ci revealed a gentle smile like an elder sister. "Nothing, I just suddenly realized that this is pretty good!"
Lu Ye lowered his eyes. "Didn't anyone tell you that you can't touch a man's head casually?"
"No." Hua Ci looked at him matter-of-factly. "What will happen if I touch it?"
Lu Ye's gaze became fierce …
"It's starting!" Hua Ci's expression suddenly became serious and she raised her hand to press on the Divine Pillar.
Lu Ye glared at her hatefully and unwillingly placed his hand on the pillar.
The Divine Pillar surged and the surrounding scenery distorted. The faint sound of waves reached their ears.
When everything around them stabilized again, the two found themselves in a strange land. Exchanging a glance, they immediately became vigilant.
The next moment, Lu Ye saw two figures not far away. When Lu Ye saw them, the other party also looked over.
When their eyes met, both of them wore vigilant looks as they secretly circulated their Spirit Qi.
Lu Ye looked at the auras of the other two and found that they were both Seventh-Order cultivators. Not only that, the battle marks on the back of their hands were emitting a faint red light, while Lu Ye's and Hua Ci's marks were glowing blue.
Myriad Demon Ridge!
"Good start!" Of the two people on the other side, a young man in tight robes laughed and rushed forward, apparently feeling quite lucky to have run into two Sixth-Order masters on his first try.
Behind him, the other Seventh-Order cultivator reminded lightly, "Don't be careless!"
As he spoke, his spiritual energy surged, and a golden light shot out from his hand, attacking Lu Ye and Hua Ci. As soon as they met, he launched an attack.
Hua Ci leapt to the side while Lu Ye lowered his body and rushed forward.
The golden light hit the beach and blasted open a hole.
The distance between them was not far to begin with, but as Lu Ye and the young man collided, they quickly closed the gap.
Lu Ye's arrogant attitude undoubtedly angered the young man, causing him to draw his long sword and thrust it towards him, preparing to teach Lu Ye a lesson. His long sword flashed like a snake flicking its tongue, giving off a powerful aura.
Lu Ye unsheathed his blade, and a fiery red blade light flashed. With a clanking sound, the young man's expression changed abruptly, because the power of this blade was incomparably great, almost causing his long sword to fly out of his hand.
[Is this guy a Body Cultivator or a Weapon Cultivator?] The sword-wielding young man was puzzled, but his movements were not slow as he gripped his long sword tightly and displayed his full strength.
Clanging sounds rang out and sparks flew as the two figures engaged in a fierce battle, but the expressions on their faces were different.
Lu Ye's expression remained calm while the sword-wielding young man became more and more shocked, because this Sixth-Order boy he thought he could easily crush was actually displaying extraordinary combat power.
He was surprised to find that he was not his opponent at all!
The speed and strength of his opponent's attacks far exceeded his own, and after only a few moments of confrontation, he was already at a complete disadvantage. Every time they collided, his sword would howl in pain and his hand would ache.
[Is this really a Sixth-Order?]
The sword-wielding young man seriously suspected that his opponent was wearing some kind of Spirit Artifact to conceal his cultivation and was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
However, the rules of Heaven's Secret were unquestionable. Since they had appeared in this place, the enemy they encountered should not be stronger than them.
After another three breaths, the sword-wielding young man felt that he could not hold on any longer, the hand between his thumb and index finger cracking and bleeding profusely.
Not daring to hesitate any longer, he quickly took out a Golden Body Talisman and pushed his Spirit Qi to slap it on his body. This action of his undoubtedly made his weakness even greater.
Most Weapon Cultivators would not use their Spirit Artifacts in battle because it would affect their own rhythm.
Lu Ye raised the Mountain Blade in his hand, and with a loud clang, the sword in the sword-wielding young man's hand flew out. The sword-wielding young man let out a cry of surprise as he was sent flying backwards. The Golden Body Talisman on his body, which had just taken effect, had completely dimmed as it was directly shattered by the blade.
Lu Ye chased after him and swung his blade towards the flying young man's body.
While his heart was filled with shock, a look of satisfaction flashed across his eyes. Forming a seal with one hand, the young man's Spirit Qi surged as he shouted, "Die!"
The flying sword immediately turned into a stream of light and fell straight down from the sky, arriving at Lu Ye's back in the blink of an eye.
Blood splashed as the sword-wielding young man's eyes filled with panic as a foot-long cut appeared on his body from his crotch.
At the same time, Lu Ye was also hit by the flying sword and fell to the beach, his back in pain. Having learned his lesson from the previous incident in Ying Mountain, how could he not be on guard against his opponent's Artifact Manipulation Technique? While his opponent was using Artifact Manipulation, Lu Ye had constructed a defensive Spirit Inscription on his back.
After a cultivator reached the Seventh Order, they could cultivate the Artifact Manipulation Technique. On one hand, it would lay the foundation for future Artifact Manipulation Technique, and on the other hand, it would give them an additional means to kill their enemies.
Under Artifact Manipulation, the Spirit Artifact in one's hand could erupt with even greater power.
Hurriedly getting up, the sword-wielding young man was not completely dead yet. Lu Ye flipped the Mountain Blade in his hand and stabbed it into his chest. When he pulled out the blade, blood spurted out.
Without stopping for a moment, Lu Ye rushed towards the Fa Xiu, leaving a series of deep footprints on the wet beach.
Fa Xiu used his Spirit Arts to bombard Hua Ci, putting her in an extremely difficult situation. He thought that his companion would be able to deal with Lu Ye, but the result shocked him.
His Seventh-Order companion had been killed by a Sixth-Order brat!
[Idiot!] The Fa Xiu was furious. He did not see clearly what happened just now and only felt that his companion had underestimated the enemy too much. Otherwise, how could a Seventh Order lose to a Sixth Order?
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