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  Song Ningwei continued: "All candidates must set off after the Si hour, obtain ten demon coins, and arrive at this square before noon to step onto this platform and become a formal disciple of Lufeng Sect."

  Youyuan is a spiritual crystal that can be cultivated by the body's natural generation of spiritual energy, which can be used to make medicine or refine magical artifacts. According to Song Ningwei, there are two hours in total, and riding on a crane to Xuan Yin mountain range only takes ten minutes, plus one round trip is twenty minutes, leaving one hundred minutes, killing a demon beast with higher cultivation than oneself in ten minutes is not an easy task.

  The disciples on the square were all among the best in the affiliated sects of Lvfeng Sect, and it was difficult to find an opponent among fellow disciples of the same rank. However, upon hearing Song Ningwei's words, their faces changed, but many people just smiled calmly.

  Song Ningwei continued: "Of course, there are still some rules to be said. In this general election, external forces are prohibited from being used, and things like the Xianhe and Lingfu are not allowed."

  "We can't use the crane!" The square was in an uproar. Although the Xuan Yin mountain range wasn't far away, it was all treacherous mountain roads. For a Qi Refining stage disciple who couldn't use spiritual artifacts and also couldn't ride the crane, it meant they could only walk on foot. That alone would take up almost half of their time on the road.

  Song Ningwei smiled proudly: "Don't think this is too harsh, you yellow-grade spiritual root cultivators want to enter our Mt. Fengyun Sect, you must show us something that makes us look at you in a new light. After all, you are also considered disciples of our Mt. Fengyun Sect, so we won't let you die unjustly. If you encounter danger, you can crush the stone token in your hand, and someone will come to rescue you, but it also means you lose the qualification to enter Mt. Fengyun Sect."

  At this time, the stone tokens fell from the sky like dense raindrops. Tang Hao grabbed one just like everyone else did. The sun crown on the square also pointed to the Si hour, and the gate of the Miao Feng Sect immediately opened wide. All the disciples rushed towards the entrance in a flurry.

  It was a good thing that Tang Hao had been hesitant to enter the central square due to the large crowd, and instead stayed near the entrance. As a result, he became one of the first cultivators to rush out of the gate. Many other cultivators were stuck at the entrance, unable to escape despite their various methods.

  Tang Hao didn't dare to run ahead, so he followed the crowd towards the Xuan Yin mountain range. As time passed, all the cultivators came out of the entrance, and the difference in speed became apparent. Some cultivators with corresponding spiritual techniques and formations took the lead, while ordinary cultivators could only move forward at a mortal's running speed.

  Tang Hao didn't dare to walk in the front, after all his current cultivation was in the middle to lower ranks among them. If he walked at the very front, he would definitely be noticed by many people, otherwise they wouldn't even know how they died.

  The person walking in the front was a blue-robed man, with a blue water droplet painted on his right shoulder. Surprisingly, he was pulling along a purple-robed woman. The purple-robed woman's beautiful face showed an expression of being unable to keep up, apparently slowing down the blue-robed man's speed. However, this did not prevent the blue-robed cultivator from becoming the first place. On the blue-robed cultivator's feet that were wearing spiritual cloth shoes, it seemed as if ripples of water were being produced, seemingly a speed-increasing spiritual technique.

  Right behind the two was a chubby monk, who surprisingly didn't walk but instead bounced around on the ground like a ball, his speed not inferior to that of the blue-robed monk.

  The first group consisted of four people, the last one being a slender woman in a cyan palace dress. She didn't seem to be using any spiritual techniques, but was staring intently at the three people in front of her, not much slower than them.

  Tang Hao's physical body was his own advantage, and through continuous jumping forward, although he couldn't compare to the four in front of him, at least he didn't fall behind. Tang Hao wasn't anxious to use formations either, just following from a distance.

  About fifteen minutes later, the man in blue arrived at the outer edge of the Xuan Yin mountain range, and the other three followed closely behind. Everyone looked at each other, realizing that they were not easy to deal with, so they split into three directions, each searching for their target.

  Tang Hao used the Concealment Formation when he was close to the Xuan Yin mountain range. Additionally, in the chaotic crowd, no one noticed Tang Hao, so he used the Wind Control Formation and entered the Xuan Yin mountain range, heading towards the right side.

  Although there are many demons in the Xuan Yin mountain range, it is extremely vast. It's not easy to find a suitable demon either.

  Along the way, they encountered a few demonic beasts, but they were only at the third layer of Qi Refining and weren't very useful. Tang Hao was afraid of trouble, so he directly jumped up into a tree, not wanting to stir up any trouble.

  The formation method was indeed not something ordinary people could afford to use, and after just a few minutes, Tang Hao felt that he had lost one-tenth of his magical power. Tang Hao had no choice but to stop using the formation method and carefully made his way through the forest.

  After searching for a few minutes, Tang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw a Sword Toothed Tiger in the fourth stage of Qi Refining, seemingly having just finished a battle and being injured, with fresh blood still flowing from its neck at times.

  Tang Huo concealed his figure, taking advantage of the Sword Toothed Tiger's unpreparedness. He suddenly jumped to the tiger's back and stabbed the heavily injured Sword Toothed Tiger with a dagger he had prepared beforehand.

  The saber-toothed tiger didn't react in time, and by the time it realized what was happening, it was too late. The saber-toothed tiger could only reflexively turn around, and as a result, Tang Huang's dagger landed right on its carotid artery.

  The saber-toothed tiger suddenly bled profusely and went crazy, rushing towards Tang Hao. Although Tang Hao was not afraid of the saber-toothed tiger, his combat experience was insufficient, and he might even capsize in a ditch.

  Tang Hao leapt back onto the tree, waiting for the Sword Toothed Tiger to weaken before making his move. The Sword Toothed Tiger let out a loud roar at Tang Hao, and a gust of wind blade actually came towards him. Tang Hao quickly jumped onto another branch, avoiding the wind blade.

  So back and forth, the Sword Toothed Tiger gradually became exhausted, and ran in another direction. How could Tang Hao let go of this opportunity? He followed up, wanting to deliver a fatal blow.

  The saber-toothed tiger didn't run to other places and didn't care about its own wound that wouldn't stop bleeding, it ran back to its own lair.

  Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, and in the tiger's den lay another Sword Toothed Tiger, seemingly at the fifth layer of Qi Refining stage, unfortunately it had long been dead, its demonic core already taken away.

  Tang Hao instantly knew what was going on. A cultivator had already been eyeing them, and judging from the fact that he had only killed the fifth-level Practicing Qi period male tiger but not the fourth-level female tiger, it seemed that this cultivator was around the fourth level of Practicing Qi period. To save time, he simply left without bothering with the female tiger.

  Mother Tiger knew she was no match for that monk, but still went after him recklessly. In the end, she let him get away and ran into Tang Hu again.

  Tang Hao found that there were still some tiger cubs in the tiger's den, who seemed to be hungry and cried out loud towards their mother. The mother tiger endured the pain, lay down her body, and exposed her own ** outside.

  Three cubs happily suckled on their mother's ***, unaware that this might be their last meal of milk.

  Tang Hao was stunned, what had he done, just to be able to enter the sect, yet this originally harmonious and happy family became like this.

  Tang Hao knew that in order to gain the greatest benefit in the Cultivation Realm, he had to become cold-blooded and ruthless, considering everything for his own sake. However, looking at the scene before him, Tang Hao couldn't bring himself to make a decision, after all, he was still an ordinary person, one who possessed love, hate, affection, and grudges.

  Tang Hao slowly approached the mother tiger, whose body was now too weak to move and could only let Tang Hao approach. Tang Hao placed his hands on the mother tiger's wound.

  Tang Hao was originally a wood attribute spirit root, although he didn't have any healing spirit techniques, the wood attribute spirit power itself had some wound-healing properties. As the spirit power slowly infused, the mother tiger's bleeding finally stopped, but to recover, it would still take a very long time.

  Tang Hao's spiritual power had already been depleted by three layers, but Tang Hao knew that if he left like this, the mother and son would definitely become the prey of other demon beasts. So he continued to input his spiritual power, wanting the mother tiger to have some self-defense capabilities.

  Mother tiger also knew Tang Hao's intentions, even with a certain degree of mobility, she didn't hurt Tang Hao again. While feeding her cub, she let Tang Hao treat her wounds.

  The mother tiger's wound slowly began to heal, leaving only a scar. Tang Hao let out a sigh of relief, knowing that the wound was just superficial and the mother tiger's vital energy had recovered, protecting her own child would not be a problem anymore.

  Tang Hao examined his body and found that his physical strength was less than 30% of his spiritual power, and it had already been forty minutes. To kill the ten demon beasts, the difficulty was extremely high.

  But Tang Hao didn't regret it, remembering Yun Xue's words that no matter how cruel the Xiuzhen world was, he had to be himself, this was the real Tang Hao, and at worst, he wouldn't learn the Huang level five elements technique.