Chapter 8 Arriving at Mount Qian

  Gu Zong's elder disciple, one of Gu Zong's rare geniuses, Wang Xue, who had several halos on him, actually lost?

  All the disciples were shocked and looked at Mantian with a completely different gaze, from their previous disdain to their current shock! They exclaimed in their hearts, what strength this sect's disciple has!

  Wang Xue, who had tempered his body with the Five Treasures and taken a step into the Three Realms' Extreme Limit Pavilion with a single move, possessed such strength that even in the ancient sects, it was rare!

  His complexion was pale, his eyes fixed on Wang Xue lying in front of him. He had exhausted all his strength! With his cultivation, using "rotten" would consume all his power! But he had no choice but to use it!

  Wang Xie is very strong! He's so strong that Man Tian can't suppress him for a short period of time, and the injury on his back affects all the muscles in his body. This makes it impossible for Man Tian to engage in a prolonged battle, and he only has one chance to heavily injure Wang Xie in order to possibly win!

  Lying on the ground, Wang Xue's eyes were filled with a strong sense of unwillingness. He was unwilling to accept that he had lost his fighting strength after just one move from the barbarian Tian. His chest was covered in blood and flesh, and his ribs were injured, causing his internal energy to surge and gush out fresh blood. He wanted to get up, he wanted to continue fighting, he did not want to be defeated by Zu Yan! Although his heart was filled with a strong sense of unwillingness, his struggles only worsened the pain in his chest, causing him to tremble even more violently.

  Seeing Wang Xue had lost his fighting strength, Man Tian turned his head to look at Bai Xianger who was staring with her mouth agape, and said in a low voice: "Xianger, take me to Zhuo Feng!"

  Bai Xian'er noticed Mo Tian's fatigue and hastily took out a dan medicine, handing it to Mo Tian, saying: "Mo Tian brother, swallow this dan medicine, it will be beneficial for your injuries."

  Man Tian nodded and took over the elixir, swallowing it down. Under Bai Xian'er's lead, Man Tian walked into the midst of the mountain peaks.

  The disciples in the back have quickly spread the news, and this shocking message has been passed on. In a short time, within an hour, the news of Mo Tian's heavy injury to Wang Xue has spread throughout the various peaks of Gu Zong.

  The news spread among the ancient sect's disciples like a huge stone, and everyone who heard it was unbelievable! If Mo Tian had defeated other disciples, even Pu Tian, people would only be surprised, but Wang Xue's reputation was so great that all the disciples under Blood Image did not dare to touch his edge. His flying high and arrogant attitude made many disciples unhappy, but no one dared to say anything, because he was qualified! This was not just because he was a senior disciple, but also because of his strength.

  At some point on the waist of Junjian Peak Mountain.

  Pu Yun was in a small yard, full of energy, holding a giant sword and making various slow movements. Although the movements were slow and simple, after a while, Pu Yun's muscles trembled all over his body, and his forehead was covered with big drops of sweat!

  At this moment, a disciple rushed over and whispered a few words to Pu Yun before leaving. However, Pu Yun's expression turned unpleasant as he stared ahead and muttered: "One move heavily injured Wang Xue? How is that possible! What did he actually obtain within the sect?"

  Wang Xue's strength was something Pu Yun had witnessed before. A year ago, he had fought against Wang Xue, and in that battle, both of them were severely injured. At that time, his strength was at the sixth-grade Tempering Body level, while Wang Xue was at the second-grade Tempering Body level! In recent years, Wang Xue had continuously broken through to the Extreme Limit Pavilion, stepping into the third-level Heaven-grade Extreme Limit Pavilion, which made Pu Yun find it hard to believe. He could only cultivate in the third-level Earth-grade Extreme Limit Pavilion. Although there was only one grade difference, it made Pu Yun hesitant and unwilling to take another step forward for a long time.

  Up till now, Pu Yun still hasn't grasped victory over Wang Xue, yet Man Tian heavily injured Wang Xue; how could this not shock Pu Yun?

  As for the strength of Man Tian, Pu Yun had already figured it out when they were competing earlier. Now that Man Tian was able to defeat Wang Xue again, he believed that it was something Man Tian obtained from his sect that allowed his strength to reach such a level in a short period of time.

  Tuanjie Peak foot

  Gutu was about to leave Tuijian Peak, it had been a month, he wanted to see if Mantian Xing had woken up! However, before he could take a few more steps, several disciples were whispering to each other about something. Gutu listened carefully and his expression changed slightly. His raised footsteps did not fall forward, he took a deep breath, and muttered: "The distance between you is getting farther and farther away!" Immediately afterwards, Gutu's gaze swept towards a certain mountain peak in the rear group of peaks, with a certain determination in his eyes.

  The mountain peak he was looking at was exactly where the Extreme Pavilion was located.

  Zhuō Fēng, located at the easternmost part of Gǔ Zōng group peaks! When Mán Tiān and Bǎi Xiān ér arrived at this peak, there were only a few disciples on the small path, compared to the northern group peaks, these several mountain peaks seemed insignificant.

  "Xian'er, you go back to the peak first! I'll come find you in a few days." Looking at the mountain peaks ahead, Man Tian said softly. For these past few days, Bai Xian'er had been guarding him, probably delaying her own cultivation.

  Bai Xian'er hesitated for a moment, it had been a month since she came to Gu Zong. Every day, she would go to the sect entrance and wait for Man Tian to wake up. She nodded slightly and took out several medicinal pills to hand over to Man Tian, saying: "Man Tian brother, these are all healing pills for your physical body. Your back is injured, so don't compete for a while."

  A warmth rose in his heart and he nodded slightly.

  Bai Xian'er finally felt at ease and left!

  He saw off Bai Xian'er until her figure disappeared on the small path before withdrawing his gaze and re-examining Cuifeng.

  Compared with the surrounding peaks immersed in the sea of clouds, Mount Cuiping looks ordinary! Walking into the foot of Mount Cuiping, a large square appears, where a stone tablet stands upright, with two characters "Cuiping" flying and dancing, leaves pile up on the entire square, making it look desolate!

  A winding road paved with bluestone leads straight up, and on both sides of the road there are many ancient buildings that have left a mark of years. I suppose Zhufeng should also have a glorious past!

  A gentle breeze blew by, blowing up the fallen leaves on the main road. Looking around, it seemed that there was not a single figure in sight. Faintly, the sound of shouting could be heard from within some building.

  Man Tian's eyebrows slightly furrowed, Bai Xian'er had previously said that Zhuo Feng was not prosperous, but he didn't expect it to be like this. Such a large peak actually only had nearly a hundred disciples. Listening to the shouting voices, Man Tian thought to himself, it seemed that what Bai Xian'er said was true. The disciples of this peak were drunk and disorderly every day, which made Man Tian feel bitter! However, Man Tian did not have any resentment, instead he felt that this place was quite good. What he needed was a quiet environment, which was enough. As for the strength of Zhuo Feng, he didn't care about it.

  However, Mo Tian was puzzled in his heart. Why would such a peak still exist as an ancient sect? Since it had declined, why not directly merge with other peaks? Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Mo Tian walked into the small courtyard where the shouting voices came from.

  Before entering the small courtyard, a pungent smell of alcohol that made one want to vomit was already detected.

  "I've heard that in the northern city of Yonglong, there's a famous flower house where the women are as delicate as water. I really want to go and indulge in their beauty." Several robust men with broad waists and strong backs sat around a stone table in a small courtyard!

  "Haha, I've also heard that, in order to get more beautiful girls' attention, I've decided to work hard and cultivate myself."

  "What's good about women? They're just fleeting clouds! And besides, no matter how beautiful a woman is, after a hundred years she'll still be nothing but a wrinkled old hag!"

  "Junior brother, just looking at you tells me that you're a young and inexperienced one, never having enjoyed the love of a woman. That feeling is like being in heaven or hell, floating on clouds and riding the mist, enough to make you linger and forget to return! As the saying goes, 'even if I die under the peony flowers, it's still a romantic affair'!"

  ……

  Man Tian stood outside the small courtyard, looking at the several burly men inside who were drinking and having a great time. He was completely stunned on the spot! These people were not disciples of the Great Sect, but rather ruffians from the streets who were fond of women!