Qinglan Holy Fruit

"Now, let's just wait for the Qing Lan Holy Fruit to appear." Chu Mu made his move again and quickly approached the Ancient Tree of Qing Lan.

There were also others who had the same idea as Chu Mu. One by one, they rushed towards the Ancient Qinglan Tree as if they were afraid of falling behind. They were afraid that the Qinglan Holy Fruit would fall into the hands of others if they were one step behind.

Suddenly, Chu Mu caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eyes. It was Xiao Qianfeng, and it seemed as if it couldn't be retracted.

"Chu Mu." Xiao Qianfeng also saw Chu Mu and a smile flashed across his face. He quickly ran towards Chu Mu. His speed was extremely fast, like an arrow leaving a bow. Wherever he passed, the green grass would fall down.

"You're here." Chu Mu smiled at Xiao Qianfeng and said softly, "How's your harvest?"

"A little bit." The corner of Xiao Qianfeng's mouth faintly curved as he spoke. His eyes flickered with a sharp glint as they fell on Chu Mu. A trace of astonishment flashed through his eyes. "Your harvest isn't bad. Your cultivation unexpectedly reached the peak."

Chu Mu looked at Xiao Qianfeng and found that Xiao Qianfeng's sword cultivation had also reached the peak of the ninth level.

"Ah …"

"What's going on? Why can't I get closer? "

All kinds of exclamations sounded, alerting Chu Mu and Xiao Qianfeng. They quickly looked over and saw that some elite disciples were trying to get closer to the Ancient Tree of Qing Lan. However, they seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall. They couldn't go any further when they were about fifty meters away from the Ancient Tree of Qing Lan.

Fifty meters was the limit of the Ancient Tree of Qing Lan's branches. It seemed that the Ancient Tree of Qing Lan was consciously preventing others from getting closer.

"Junior Brother Chu, Junior Brother Xiao …" A voice called out not far behind them. Chu Mu and Xiao Qianfeng turned around and saw Yuwen Wenhua and Wang Tinghao. Other than them, there were also three elite disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, including Xie Chunlei.

"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother." Chu Mu and Xiao Qianfeng nodded at everyone.

"Oh, you two … Both of you have reached the peak of the ninth level …" Yuwen Wenhua's eyes suddenly widened as he whispered with a smile on his face, "Well, your current strength should be more powerful than before. This way, we will have a better chance to compete for the Qing Lan Holy Fruit."

Chu Mu discovered that although Yuwen Wenhua and Wang Tinghao were still at the peak of the ninth phase, their auras were much purer than before. Obviously, after entering the Qinglan Void Realm, the two of them had also gained something. When they looked at Xie Chunlei and the others again, they found that their aura fluctuations were also stronger and purer than before.

"You haven't seen Eldest Senior Brother?" Chu Mu asked with a frown after scanning the crowd.

"No, but with Eldest Senior Brother's cultivation and swordsmanship, he should be fine," Yuwen Wenhua said.

When Chu Mu was about to say something, a figure jumped into his sight. When he turned his head, he saw Wei Hong standing together with twelve disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect. His sharp eyes slowly swept over with a trace of playfulness.

"You have to pay attention to this person. His name is Wei Hong. He is the executor of the Qinglan Sword Sect's conspiracy." Chu Mu whispered so that Xiao Qianfeng, Yuwen Wenhua, and the others could hear clearly. "This time, the Qinglan Sword Sect's conspiracy is to kill all the disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect and the Qingshui Sword Sect so that the young generation of the two major sword sects will die here."

"What! No wonder I was attacked by a Qinglan disciple not long after I entered the Void Realm. Fortunately, I reacted in time and killed him. " Yuwen Wenhua's face turned cold, and his anger rose. "However, they want to kill the disciples of our two sects? Wishful thinking."

"No, don't let your guard down. Wei Hong was forced by an elder of the Qinglan Sword Sect to hide his breath and disguise himself as a Level Nine disciple to enter the Void Realm. In fact, his cultivation is at the peak of Level Ten and he has mastered at least one high-level swordsmanship. The sword in his hand is also a fake sword, "Chu Mu whispered.

"What!" Everyone, including Xiao Qianfeng, changed their faces. They all chose to believe Chu Mu and felt that Chu Mu would not joke about such things.

"The three sects have long agreed that every time the Void Realm opens, no disciples above Level Nine can enter. This time, the Qinglan Sword Sect has violated the agreement. It seems that they do not take the two major sword sects seriously. This time, after leaving the Void Realm, we must report this matter and put pressure on the Qinglan Sword Sect together, "Wang Tinghao said angrily.

"That's a matter for after we get out." Chu Mu said softly, "Right now, we have two things to do. First, get the Holy Fruit of Qinglan. Second, kill all the disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect and let them suffer the consequences of their actions. "

"What!" Everyone was shocked again.

If getting the Holy Fruit of Qinglan was what they were sure of, then the second thing that Chu Mu said was completely unexpected. A Level Ten Swordsman was not comparable to a Level Ten Swordsman. Even Xiao Qianfeng himself, who thought that he could kill a Level Ten Swordsman, did not have the slightest confidence that he could defeat a Level Ten Swordsman.

"Brother, the other disciples are not a problem. Killing them is not a problem, but this Wei Hong …" Yuwen Wenhua's face showed a touch of embarrassment.

"Don't worry, leave Wei Hong to me. I am sure that I can kill him. The others will be left to you guys," Chu Mu said.

In just a few words, the fate of the disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect was decided.

"Brother, don't be impulsive. As long as we leave the Void Boundary and report this matter, he will naturally be punished," Wang Tinghao said quickly.

"Third Senior Brother doesn't need to worry. When I was at the early stage of the ninth phase, I already fought with Wei Hong. Therefore, I have complete confidence that I will definitely kill him." Chu Mu said indifferently. His tone and expression were full of powerful confidence, causing others to believe him.

"That's great, all the junior brothers are here." A surprised voice rang out. Everyone looked over and saw Li Yi floating over.

After landing, Li Yi's face was full of joy. However, everyone found that there was a dark red dried blood stain on Li Yi's back. He looked a little weak and pale because of excessive blood loss.

"Senior Brother, you are injured." Yuwen Wenhua's face changed and said with concern.

"Yes, where is Wenren Yun? He is not here. That traitor colluded with Li Donglai of the Qinglan Sword Sect and attacked me when I was not paying attention. If I did not react fast enough, I am afraid that I would have died under Li Donglai's sword. "Li Yi glanced over and his face was full of anger.

When the crowd heard this, each and every one of them revealed an incomparably furious expression. Their anger swelled.

"Damn that Wenren Yun. He betrayed the Sword Sect and did such a disgraceful thing. He better not show up. Otherwise, I will definitely kill him." Yuwen Wenhua said angrily. The others also nodded angrily and were a little scared. Fortunately, their Senior Brother reacted fast enough. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"And Li Donglai, we must not let him go." There seemed to be electric arcs jumping in Wang Tinghao's eyes. "I heard that he also specializes in Thunder Sword Qi Arts and Thunder Sword Arts. When he shows up, I want to see how strong he is."

"Wenren Yun and Li Donglai will not show up." Chu Mu said softly. Everyone's eyes fell on his face. After a short pause, he continued to say, "They have died under my sword."

After a moment of astonishment, a smile appeared on everyone's face. "Good, good. They deserved to die."

"Li Donglai is the Senior Brother of the Qinglan Sword Sect. If the elders of the Qinglan Sword Sect know that Li Donglai is dead, I wonder how angry they will be."

"They must be very angry, so angry that they will vomit blood."

At the thought of this, everyone could not help but smile. The anger in their hearts also faded a lot. However, these disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect still had to die.

"Where are the other Junior Brothers?" Li Yi glanced over the crowd and asked.

"I don't know. Maybe some of them have not arrived yet." Yuwen Minghua did not say the next sentence but everyone knew that some of them might have died.

"Junior Brother, it's great that you're still alive." Suddenly, a voice full of surprise rang out. Six people walked over with large strides. The leading beautiful young woman stared at Chu Mu with a face full of excitement.

"What do you mean? Do you want Junior Brother Chu to die to be happy?" Yuwen Minghua, who was in a gloomy mood, said angrily. His eyes were full of anger.

"No, you misunderstood. I am very happy that this Junior Brother is still alive." It was Yao Bifeng of the Qingshui Sword Sect. She walked in front of Chu Mu and solemnly saluted Chu Mu with her sword. "Junior Brother, thank you very much for saving my life. If you did not stop Wei Hong, I am afraid that I would have died under his sword."

"You are welcome." Chu Mu smiled faintly and said.

"I will not forget the kindness of saving my life. As a reward, I am willing to help you get the Qinglan Holy Fruit on behalf of the Qingshui Sword Sect." Yao Bifeng said with a serious face.

This time, Chu Mu was surprised. The Qinglan Holy Fruit was a rare treasure that no one could refuse. However, Yao Bifeng was willing to give it up and even said that she would help Chu Mu get it. Such a mind was admirable. The other members of the Qingfeng Sword Sect looked at Yao Bifeng with admiration in their eyes. Yuwen Wenhua's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"If Junior Brother Chu gets the Qinglan Holy Fruit and refines it, his cultivation talent will increase. By then, he will become even more powerful." Li Yi smiled and said.

It would be a lie to say that they were not tempted by the Qinglan Holy Fruit. However, they also knew that among the people present, Chu Mu was the strongest. In terms of contribution, he killed the Qinglan Sword Sect's Senior Brother Li Donglai. Looking at the huge bag he was carrying, it was estimated that there were many good things in it.

In this way, the most qualified person to get the Qinglan Holy Fruit should be Chu Mu.

"Before that, let's get rid of the trouble first." Chu Mu faintly smiled and said.

"What problem?" Li Yi did not know about Wei Hong's matter.

"Senior Brother, it's like this …" Wang Tinghao immediately began to explain. Li Yi's face grew darker and darker until it was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He then looked at Chu Mu, "Junior Brother, are you sure you can kill Wei Hong?"

"Yes." Chu Mu nodded without hesitation. His tone was very confident, which made Li Yi feel a little relieved. He nodded fiercely and said, "Good. Even if we have to pay a price, we must kill all the disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect and let them suffer the consequences of their own actions."

"In my opinion, why don't we join forces?" Yao Bifeng's eyes lit up and said.

"Senior Brother, you decide." Chu Mu said.

"Well, then we Qingfeng Sword Sect and Qingshui Sword Sect will join forces to deal with the Qinglan Sword Sect." Li Yi nodded.

At the same time, another disciple of the Qinglan Sword Sect arrived. Wei Hong said something and a group of people under the leadership of Wei Hong strode over.

"Very good. The disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect and Qingshui Sword Sect are all here." Wei Hong's eyes were cold like a poisonous snake, slowly sweeping across the faces of the disciples of the two major sword sects. There was a trace of cold murderous intent lingering around the faces of the disciples of the two major sword sects. Those who were seen by him were nervous and had their scalps tingling. "This is the place where the elite disciples of the two major sword sects will be buried."

"I'm afraid it's the place where the elite disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect will be buried." Although Yuwen Wenhua was nervous and vigilant, he did not show any weakness verbally and retorted coldly.

"Who exactly will be buried here? You'll know soon enough. There's no need to talk nonsense." Wei Hong's face had a touch of ridicule. His eyes fell on Yao Bifeng's face and slid down to Chu Mu's face. The smile on his face became more obvious. "Last time, you escaped. This time, you won't be so lucky."

Just as Chu Mu was about to refute, a strange change suddenly occurred. A strange sound was heard and the Ancient Tree of the Qinglan Sword began to change. One by one, green leaves emerged from the Ancient Tree of the Qinglan Sword.

In just a few seconds, more and more leaves emerged, densely covering the entire Qinglan Ancient Tree, covering the sky and the earth. Each leaf was as big as a human palm. There were also five sharp protrusions, like the five fingers of a palm. Moreover, the surface of the leaf was covered with patterns, almost like the palm of a leaf.

And at the same time as the leaves appeared, there was a strange and chilling change under the feet of Chu Mu and others. The lush grass full of vitality began to rapidly dry up from afar. It was as if it had experienced the transition of life and death in an instant. The rapid loss of vitality and withering spread like waves.

In just less than ten seconds, the grass within a radius of tens of thousands of meters had completely withered. The originally lush green grass had turned into a withered ash-like land of death, exuding a strong breath of death, making people's hearts palpitate.

Chu Mu and others were shocked. One by one, they stared at the changes under their feet and in front of their eyes in disbelief. It was as if they were in a dream. One by one, their throats wriggled gently. They were so shocked that they could not even say a word.

Although there was no wind, the countless palm-like green leaves on the Ancient Tree of the Qinglan Sword swayed, making a soft rustling sound. Soon after, an even stranger scene appeared. As the leaves gently swayed, they actually rapidly lost their green color and withered, as if they had lost their moisture.

Chu Mu and others seemed to be able to see a trace of green gas spreading out from each green leaf, along the branches, and quickly to the sharp branch at the top. At the sharpest point of this sword-like branch, it quickly condensed, as if something was about to be born.

The rustling sound became ear-piercing. As the withered leaves swayed, they seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand. They shattered and scattered down, and then melted away like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

At the end of the sharp branch at the top, a little green light emerged and expanded little by little. Under the gaze of everyone, it became solid little by little. In the end, an emerald green fruit the size of a longan condensed and formed. A strong and strange fragrance instantly suffused the air and drilled into everyone's nostrils, causing everyone's spirits to shake and feel refreshed, as if they were on cloud nine.

Countless leaves all withered and shattered into nothingness, and the Ancient Tree of the Qinglan Sword became bare again. Only a small but extremely eye-catching green fruit filled everyone's eyes.

"Qinglan … Holy Fruit …"