18 The Inner Sect Competition!

Time flashed by, and a month passed.

After a month of frenzied fighting, chasing after the five-colored essence Qi in his body, it continuously surged in his meridians.

A faint five-colored halo appeared around his body, waves after waves of rare five-colored essence Qi. It fused into his muscles, bones, and flesh, washing over his muscles, bones, and flesh, slowly removing impure impurities from his body.

During this month, the news of Su Chen hunting demonic beasts in the Qingyang mountain range every day also spread out.

It once caused the people who came here for training to be extremely shocked. Countless people were discussing it.

Some people said that the black-haired youth was like a human-shaped demonic beast. He was powerful and had a strong body. He was chasing a group of demonic beasts in the forest, running all over the place.

There were also people who said that they encountered a group of demonic beasts rushing towards them. At that time, they were so scared that they did not dare to move.

Who would have thought that the group of demonic beasts was actually running away in fear, only to see a person covered in blood chasing after them...

Su Chen had also encountered other cultivators when he was hunting demonic beasts, but he did not care much about them and did not pay them any attention.

The time for the inner sect competition was approaching.

Su Chen left the Qingyang mountain range, and after returning to the medicinal garden, he first went to check that the herbs behind the house were all normal.

Then, he took out the Spirit Building Herb and planted it. He then modified the herb for 50 years...

The optimum year for a tier 3 Spirit Building Herb was 400 years!

Su Chen looked at this herb. Its entire body was pale green, and a few thin and long leaves grew in a mess. At the top, a round-shaped fruit grew. It was a herb that had been around for 320 years, and he smiled happily.

Other than the increase in the five-colored essence Qi during this trip down the mountain, the biggest harvest was none other than this Spirit Building Herb!

After doing all this...

Su Chen planned to take a good rest. After all, a month of training was still very tiring...

At noon the next day, a melodious bell chime rang out from the Pure Yang. The bell chime was loud and clear, as if it had some kind of power. It pierced through the void, ignoring the distance between space, and spread to all the mountains within 100 miles of the Pure Yang sect.

The bell chimed nine times, and then several rays of light shot out from the various mountain ranges of the Pure Yang sect, heading towards the main peak of the Pure Yang sect -- the Pure Yang Peak! 

After that, the disciples of the various sects walked down from their respective mountain peaks, heading towards the Pure Yang Peak.

The bell chime was an order from the Pure Yang sect to gather all the disciples. Whoever heard the bell, no matter what they were doing, had to put down everything they were doing, and rush to the Pure Yang Hall. They must listen to the orders of the sect master.

The gate of the abandoned medicinal garden slowly opened, and a white-clothed youth walked out. That youth was Su Chen.

Su Chen raised his head and looked at the Pure Yang Peak a hundred miles away. A trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he muttered, "This day has finally come."

Then, he rushed out of the medicinal garden and headed straight for the Pure Yang Peak.

The grand and magnificent Pure Yang Hall stood at the peak of the Pure Yang Peak, and it was surrounded by various mountain peaks. At the foot of the peak, an endless stream of sect disciples gathered from all directions.

This was a grand event that happened once in a decade. No one was willing to miss it, and no one dared to ignore it. Normally, it was impossible to see so many disciples on the Pure Yang Peak.

The Pure Yang sect was indeed one of the top three sects in the Tianluo Kingdom. It was an authentic cultivation sect. In just a short moment, over a thousand cultivators had gathered on the square in front of the Pure Yang Hall.

Eight or nine purple-robed elders stood at the front of the white jade steps. They were the grand elders of the various branches of the Pure Yang sect, and they were all Nascent Soul realm grand cultivators.

The disciples of the various peaks stood neatly and neatly. In order, the purple-robed elders were at the front. Meanwhile, the second, third, and fourth positions were the personal disciples, the inner sect disciples, and the outer sect disciples respectively.

However, Su Chen was alone, which formed a strange phenomenon. A white-robed disciple stood at the front, as if he was on equal footing with the purple-robed elders.

There was nothing they could do about it. Su Chen was the only disciple of the branch of Tempered Spirit Peak. He stood at the front, which was too eye-catching. All the disciples could not help but be attracted to him.

The purple-robed elders were in a different mood. Back then, the disciples from the various branches of the Pure Yang sect had dominated the world. They were very impressive. However, now that Tempered Spirit Peak was about to be abolished, the elders could not help but sigh.

Of course, there was also an extremely unfriendly gaze. This person was the Wang family's first elder, Wang Yunzhi.

Faced with the strange gaze, Su Chen remained calm. His heart was neither sad nor happy. He was unusually calm. It would not affect his mind just because of what others thought of him.

At this time, the melodious bell chimes had long stopped. However, the echoes lingered in the ears of all in the mountain peak. All the disciples of the Pure Yang sect had gathered in the square in front of the Pure Yang Hall.

Suddenly, figures flashed in front of the main hall. Eight old men in purple Daoist robes walked out. The leader held a horsetail whisk with a smile on his face. It was the sect master of the Pure Yang Sect, Daoist Qingxu, the seven lineages' leader stood behind Daoist Qingxu.

"Greetings to the sects!" The thousands of disciples on the square immediately fell silent when they saw Daoist Qingxu walking out of the main hall. Then, they all bowed to Daoist Qingxu.

"Yes!"

Daoist Qingxu stood at the top of the white jade steps on the high platform. He looked around at the disciples on the square and nodded slightly.

Then, he opened his mouth and said, "Disciples, you should know why we are gathered here today. Today is the inner sect trial of our Pure Yang sect, which is held once every ten years. After the trial, our Pure Yang sect will open our gates and recruit disciples..."

After Daoist Qingxu's impassioned speech...

Daoist Zixu, the chief seat of Clearcloud Peak, walked forward and spoke about the rewards and rules of the trial...

Of course, Su Chen had long ago learned about the rules. However, when the outer disciples in the plaza heard the words 'Foundation Establishment Pill', their eyes lit up. This was a support pill that helped an immortal cultivator unlock the potential in their bodies.

"Alright! Go back and make your preparations. Tomorrow morning, the trial will begin," Daoist Zixu said.

"Yes!" The disciples acknowledged, and then the elders of the various peaks led them away in an orderly fashion.

At this moment, Su Chen rubbed his chin. After pondering for a moment, he left Pure Yang Peak. Amongst the younger generation of disciples of the Pure Yang sect, there were very few who truly deserved his attention.