Amongst Cultivators, I Stand Above All

Master Tian Chen took out his communication jade slip and started to talk to Mo Han in front of everyone.

After a short while, he sent a voice message and said, “Uncle-Master, I’ve already performed divination once this month.”

The crowd was instantly a little disappointed, and even Master Tian Chen frowned. Soon after, he took out his astrolabe and began calculating.

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Everyone looked at the astrolabe, and as it flickered with light, everyone became nervous.

But then, the light on the astrolabe dimmed bit by bit, and everyone was very disappointed.

“Still nothing,” Tian Chen sighed.

“Tian Chen,” the Masked Moon Sect’s Sect Master said from the side. “Your ability to use the hexagram is not as good as your Martial Nephew’s? ”

Tian Chen said indifferently, “Su Cheng was seriously injured before, but he still survived the Tribulation. Now, he has recovered for two years. There’s a gap between our cultivation realms, so it’s normal that I can’t calculate and detect him. Mo Han can calculate it because of his talent, but he also overuses his body every time he starts a divination. Well, you can try it yourself.”

Although the Sect Master of the Masked Moon Sect was a little disdainful, he could not afford to offend the diviners of the Destiny Valley, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

After a discussion, they decided to temporarily seal off Beast Trainer Sect and wait until at least next month for Daoist master Mo Han to perform a divination and calculate the position of the Demon Lord.

“Tian Chen,” the Sect Master of the Masked Moon Sect said again. “You’d better tell Mo Han quickly. Don’t let us waste a month’s time in vain.”

After receiving Mo Han’s reply, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Han’s monthly divinations were basically used on Dong Xi. It was easy for divination to go astray, and for them to reach a dead end. The more Dong Xi’s fate was obscured, the more Mo Han wanted to see it. Even if he suffered a backlash every time, Mo Han still continued to court death.

It was only a month. It might be a long time for mortals, but a month was nothing for cultivators.

He could use this time to clear all the demonic Qi of the sect disciples.

Master Wu Wang of the Thunder Sound Temple also received Exorcism Pills from his sect and immediately gave them to his disciples.

In the past five days, it was confirmed that all the participating disciples and demonic beasts had no more demonic Qi.

Thunder Sound Temple announced that the competition would continue. The information was still announced on the screen for everyone to check.

After being locked up for more than half a month, everyone could finally come out for some fresh air.

Dong Xi had been locked in her room by Second Senior Brother for half a month. After hearing the announcement, there was a knock on the door.

Dong Xi opened the door and found Eldest Senior Brother at the door.

Dong Xi looked curiously at Liang Yan, whose eyes were red, and said, “Senior Brother, what’s wrong? Why do you look so haggard?”

Liang Yan did not say anything, using his actions to answer Dong Xi’s questions.

Liang Yan began to take out porcelain bottles from his storage ring. Not only was Dong Xi surprised, Song Qingfeng was also very surprised.

Song Qingfeng and Liang Yan had known each other for 200 years, but this was the first time he saw Liang Yan so diligent.

According to Eldest Senior Brother’s current cultivation, even if he refined pills without rest, he would not be this tired.

However, considering Liang Yan’s current condition and the amount of pills he had, there was only one possibility.

Eldest Senior Brother must have refined six furnaces of medicinal pills at the same time and used his divine sense to the limit.

Liang Yan placed the pills on the table, filling it up.

This light cough seemed somewhat familiar. At that time, Dong Xi seemed to have experienced the same thing.

It had to be said that the Eldest Senior Brother and Little Junior Sister were becoming more and more similar. In the past, whether it was alchemy or sword practice, the Eldest Senior Brother had never been so diligent.

“Everything’s here, so pay up,” Liang Yan said.

Although the Eldest Senior Brother’s eyes were red, there was still excitement in his eyes. Song Qingfeng sighed when he saw this.

This eldest Senior Brother who was above the common populace had finally lowered his head for the sake of money.

If Liang Yan knew what Song Qingfeng was thinking, he would naturally refute him.

What did he mean by lowering his head for money? Those were all spiritual stones, more than a thousand high-grade spiritual stones!

If he could make some more, he would be able to pay off his debts. Thinking of this, Liang Yan decided that he could wait for a while to finish his swordsmanship. He would take advantage of the demonic Qi to settle all his debts.

In another half a year, the debt collector would come.

Song Qingfeng gave the agreed reward to Liang Yan and even kindly gave the Eldest Senior Brother a Spirit-Nourishing Pill to replenish his spirit energy.

Liang Yan did not accept it, but Song Qingfeng gave it to him anyway. Song Qingfeng said, “The Thunder Sound Temple’s Abbot said that the competition will continue. Who knows when you’ll go up to the ring? You should adjust your condition quickly, or you’ll lose. How are you going to answer to the Sect Master and Master if you lose?”