A thick smell of gunpowder permeated between the disciples of the two sects.
If they had not just entered the mystic realm and neither side had begun to search for spiritual herbs, perhaps the two sides would have started fighting at this moment.
On the North Snow Sect's side, a handsome young man wearing a white hero's scarf, who was surrounded by many disciples of the North Snow Sect, stepped forward and said loudly,""Li Qingyang!"
With this clear shout, the gazes of the Spirit Sword Sect disciples instantly gathered on one person.
This person was around 20 years old. He was handsome and had a natural disposition. Just by standing there, he naturally became the center of attention.
It was Li Qingyang, the genius disciple ranked first on the inner sect rankings of the Spiritual Sword Sect.
"Last time, I was defeated by your sword. This time, I will get back what I lost with interest.”
The handsome young man said in a clear voice.
"Anytime," Li Qingyang said lightly. However, looking at your cultivation, it seems that you haven't improved in the past few months.”
"Humph!"
The handsome young man snorted coldly, and a strong saber aura suddenly burst out from his body, causing his clothes to flutter.
"You'll know if you've improved or not.”
Li Qingyang didn't say anything. He just gently placed his right hand on the hilt of his left sword, and the same sword aura burst out.
Their gazes collided in the void, and sparks seemed to fly out.
As the leaders of the two sects clashed, the disciples of both sides instantly became hostile and a fight was about to break out.
However, at this moment, the battle intent on the handsome young man's body suddenly withdrew.
"I'll definitely fight you during the training in the Lesser Frost Realm, but not now," he said lightly.”
"Then when do you want it?"
Li Qingyang narrowed his eyes.
The handsome young man smiled and said,""Three days later, at the peak of the extreme north of the Xiaohan Realm, we will each bring all the gains we have obtained from this trip and have a bet. Do you dare?”
Li Qingyang thought for a while and quickly agreed,""Why wouldn't I dare? I'm just afraid that if you lose all the spirit herbs, it won't be easy for you to explain to the sect when you return.”
"You don't have to worry about that."
The handsome young man sneered and turned to call his disciples,""Let's go. Three days later, we'll teach those bastards of the Spiritual Sword Sect a lesson.”
After saying that, the disciples of the North Snow Sect left with a whoosh under the lead of the handsome young man.
Looking at the back view of the Northern Snow disciple, Li Qingyang turned to face the Spiritual Sword Sect disciple and said loudly,""Fellow disciples, in three days, I will have a duel with Feng Han of the North Snow Sect and the northernmost summit of the Xiaohan Realm.
I hope that everyone can lend Qing Yang a helping hand when the time comes and defeat the Northern Snow to display the might of my Spiritual Sword.”
As soon as Li Qingyang finished speaking, a disciple of Xiantian tenth stage walked out and said loudly,""Senior Brother Li, don't worry. I, Zhao Yuan, will be there in three days.
Defeat the Northern Snow and display the might of my Spiritual Sword!”
The rest of the disciples were also stirred up. One by one, they shouted,"Three days later, I will defeat the Northern Snow and display the might of my Spiritual Sword!”
Li Qingyang looked at the scene of everyone cheering in unison and revealed a satisfied expression. He nodded and said,"Then we'll meet again in three days."
After saying that, his figure flashed and he left.
After Li Qingyang left, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect gradually became restless and began to discuss intensely.
"I didn't expect to make a bet with the North Snow Sect as soon as I came in. I wonder if our Spiritual Sword Sect will win in three days.”
"Nonsense, the Northern Snow Sect's First Seat was defeated by Senior Brother Li Qingyang. With Senior Brother Li around, we will definitely win this time!”
"I really hope that the disciples of the North Snow Sect will be able to find more spiritual herbs on this trip. After all, if we lose the bet, it will all be ours.”
"That's right, haha!"
Looking at the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect talking about the battle in three days, eager to fight, Gu Xuan was not moved at all.
He wasn't interested in gambling.
He only wanted to collect more spirit herbs after coming in this time. The more the better. This way, he could exchange for a higher-level saber technique when he went out.
While the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were forming teams, Gu Xuan started to size up the opportunities on them.
After entering the Xiaohan Realm, the light of opportunity on these people changed.
It was originally a common blue color, but now there was a difference in color.
Some of them were gray, and it seemed that they were destined to not gain anything.
Some were white, some were blue.
There were also a few whose bodies were emitting red light, which was quite eye-catching.
Gu Xuan secretly noted down the appearance of the few people with the red opportunity and prepared to pick the best one to cut off later.
Just as Gu Xuan was calculating, a person suddenly walked in front of Gu Xuan.
"Gu…Senior Brother Gu."
Gu Xuan was stunned for a moment when he saw the appearance of the person.
This person was actually Li Cong, who had gone to the Wei family with him before.
Li Cong was at Xiantian sixth stage, so he was naturally one of the candidates for this trial.
Gu Xuan did not have a good impression of Li Cong. Seeing that Li Cong had taken the initiative to greet him, he only asked indifferently,"What is it?"
Li Cong looked into Gu Xuan's eyes and felt as if an extremely sharp knife was pressed against his back. He immediately felt his scalp go numb.
However, when he thought of his goal, he still braced himself and said,"I... I want to travel with Senior Brother Gu and seek his protection. Senior Brother Gu, don't worry. A third of my harvest will belong to you.”
This was Li Cong's goal.
From the moment Gu Xuan boarded the spirit ship, Li Cong had noticed him. Then, he silently calculated in his heart for a long time before finally mustering up the courage to come up.
Although Gu Xuan was only at Xiantian eighth stage, Li Cong knew that the person standing in front of him was an out-and-out monster.
At such a young age, he had mastered saber intent and could even defeat Wang Hao, the Flaming Sun Hand, who was ranked top five in the inner sect of the Red Sun Valley.
Even though Gu Xuan's reputation was not that great, his true strength was terrifying.
Li Cong estimated that as long as Gu Xuan was willing, he could easily enter the top five of the inner gate.
If he didn't hug such a thigh tightly now, when would he?
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