Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates-Chapter 275 - 273: Return to the Duel Arena

Xiao Ye watched intently as Elder Kuang Shi finished speaking and tossed the porcelain bottle in his direction.

Snap!

Xiao Ye raised his hand and caught the porcelain bottle accurately, unable to help but laugh and cry at the situation. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

After hearing the effects of the Heavenly Spirit Pill, Xiao Ye naturally wanted to obtain this healing holy medicine, but he never thought the process would be this simple.

Whoosh!

The entire Hidden Medicine Pavilion was silent, numerous pairs of eyes filled with greed fixed on Xiao Ye, and waves of cold killing intent locked onto him.

"It’s him, that guy from the Endless Sea who broke the record of Heavenly Mist Peak!"

"He has offended the Yan Family, yet he dares to come here, truly courting death!"

"Go, kill him and snatch the Heavenly Spirit Pill!"

...

Several strong flows of Martial Arts True Intent exchanged momentarily, then a storm of force swept through, with people no longer able to hold back, their figures burst forth aiming to strike at Xiao Ye.

"Humph, courting death!"

Xiao Ye stowed away the Heavenly Spirit Pill, his wild hair dancing, and the gleam in his eyes, like two supreme divine blades, tore through the void and penetrated space.

At the same time, Xiao Ye let out a loud roar and fiercely punched out, twenty-seven streams of Domineering Dragon Qi followed his fist’s motion, shooting up to the sky with divine power covering the earth, the momentum was unmatched, causing the space ahead to cave in, and the terrifying power swept across the Nine Desolates.

Boom Boom Boom!

The martial artists rushing towards Xiao Ye spat blood, without any chance to struggle, they were blown away by the Domineering Dragon Suppressing Sky Fist and couldn’t get up for a long while.

"What a powerful fist skill!"

Seeing this, the martial artists in the Hidden Medicine Pavilion gasped in shock, their eyes filled with astonishment, and no one dared to make another move.

You must know among those who tried to strike Xiao Ye, two had cultivation at the Sixth Transition Xuanwu Late Stage, yet were blown away by Xiao Ye in one strike.

"How strong is this kid? If so many of us attack together, would we still be afraid of him?"

At this moment, the cold-faced elder spoke, his eyes resentfully fixated on Xiao Ye.

As soon as these words were uttered, the martial artists in the Hidden Medicine Pavilion who had given up began to stir again. After all, obtaining a Heavenly Spirit Pill was like gaining an extra life, who among Xuanwu Realm martial artists wouldn’t be envious?

Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at the cold-faced elder, his gaze turning extremely icy.

This old man himself did not make a move but was inciting others, his intentions were indeed vicious.

"Everyone attack together, kill this little guy..." the cold-faced elder continued, but before he could finish, a radiant sword light burst into the sky, limitless power surged shaking the heavens, cutting towards him.

Pfft!

The cold-faced elder was greatly alarmed, pushing his cultivation to the peak, yet still couldn’t withstand the slash, his body split in two, blood sprayed, and a huge crevasse formed under his feet.

"Now, does anyone else want to make a move against me?" Xiao Ye held the Flame Saber, his piercing gaze scanning the crowd, anyone who met his gaze trembled and hastily lowered their heads.

Shocking!

Too shocking!

An elder with Seventh Transition Xuanwu Late Stage cultivation was cleaved dead by one strike from Xiao Ye, who else in the Hidden Medicine Pavilion could contend? In everyone’s mind, Xiao Ye’s level of danger ratcheted up once again.

"Humph!" Xiao Ye withdrew his gaze, his figure soared into the sky, quickly leaving the Hidden Medicine Pavilion.

He demonstrated Blood Battle Eight Directions to intimidate the whole scene; he was now at his limit, but others couldn’t see it, if not now, when would he leave?

"This kid is truly a monster, he might even compare to the successors of the Eighteen Great Families," someone said, gazing at Xiao Ye’s receding figure, thinking of that astonishingly brilliant slash.

A young man from the Endless Sea, reaching this stage was nothing short of a miracle.

"Hehe, compare him to the successors of the Eighteen Great Families? If you knew that before coming to the Hidden Medicine Pavilion, this kid had chopped off the arm of Yan Family’s own clan elder, Yan Heng, you wouldn’t think so," someone knowledgeable sneered.

"Chopped off Yan Heng’s arm?"

This statement made everyone’s heads whirl, faces full of disbelief.

The Eighteen Great Families of the Xingyun Kingdom had always been the center of attention, and they were certainly familiar with Yan Heng, the clan elder of the Yan Family.

"My God, Yan Heng has an Eighth Transition Xuanwu Middle Stage cultivation, how did he do it?"

Within less than a quarter after Xiao Ye left, the forces of the Eighteen Great Families stationed outside the sect ruins finally arrived.

"Have you seen this person?" Yan Heng, now missing an arm, stepped forward, his killing intent soaring.

He flipped his hand, and the power within his body surged, conjuring Xiao Ye’s image in mid-air.

Martial artists inside the Hidden Medicine Pavilion held their breath, finally looking strangely towards Yan Heng’s severed arm.

Meanwhile, Xiao Ye was already riding on Little White’s back, having long left.

"Phew, that was close." Xiao Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the effects of the Heavenly Spirit Pill are defying, it’s like a hot potato; whoever holds it will be attacked by the martial artists of the Hidden Medicine Pavilion. Fortunately, he took strong action, killed the icy-faced elder, and shocked everyone, allowing him a chance to escape.

Otherwise, if the numerous martial artists of the Hidden Medicine Pavilion had all struck together, he wouldn’t have died but would have been severely injured.

"Heavenly Spirit Pill!"

Xiao Ye took out a porcelain bottle, pulled out the stopper, and found three round elixirs inside. Rays of light surged from the bottle, filled with the breath of life.

"There are actually three!" Xiao Ye’s face lit up with excitement.

Without a doubt, these three Heavenly Spirit Pills are the most precious treasures in the outer area of the sect ruins.

"The Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures needed for cultivating the Ten Thousand Refining Golden Body are still missing six types, really troublesome," Xiao Ye frowned slightly.

He believed it wouldn’t be long before the news of him possessing the Heavenly Spirit Pill would spread, and then he would become everybody’s enemy. Not to mention others, if the people from the Eighteen Great Families joined forces, he wouldn’t be able to withstand them, unless his strength greatly increased.

"Do I really have to leave?" Xiao Ye hesitated.

He was extremely reluctant to just leave like this, especially since the heirs of the Eighteen Great Families were all in the central area, where the treasures must be even more astonishing.

Regarding the location of the central area, he could totally find it relying on Little White.

"What to do? I don’t have any treasures on hand that could enhance my strength." Xiao Ye felt increasingly agitated.

Over the following few days, although Xiao Ye was very cautious and stealthy, he inevitably encountered several groups of martial artists searching together, which made him feel even heavier.

Ordinary martial artists simply couldn’t withstand Xiao Ye.

After Little White killed them, Xiao Ye searched their bodies and found several dozen Grade Origin Stones, regulating his cultivation to its peak. But this was merely like a drop in the bucket for him, not enough to significantly increase his cultivation.

"Woo woo!" Just then, the now larger Little White suddenly cried out.

Xiao Ye looked up and saw a huge Duel Arena appear in his sight, emitting a chilling aura, like the Chaotic Scene in hell.

"Duel Arena!" Xiao Ye’s hair stood on end.

This mysterious duel arena had appeared again, which was really eerie.

"Right!" Xiao Ye looked at the Duel Arena, a flash of inspiration in his mind that excited him.

He remembered that in the Duel Arena, as long as you could pass through eight challenges, you would be rewarded.

"With the three Heavenly Spirit Pills in my hand, I can instantly heal any injury of a Mystic Martial realm martial artist, maybe I can rely on these pills to pass through the eighth challenge!" Xiao Ye’s eyes became sharp.

There’s no need to say more about the preciousness of the Heavenly Spirit Pill. With the Heavenly Spirit Pill, he was like an indestructible cockroach, of course, having a chance to pass through the eighth challenge.

But what if the reward gained after passing through the eighth challenge is less precious than the Heavenly Spirit Pill? After all, this is the outer area of the sect ruins, and the treasures that appear are naturally not very high-level.

For Xiao Ye, this was a gamble.

"Damn it, let’s take a shot. Maybe the reward from passing through the eighth challenge can help me increase my cultivation, then I can go to the central area!" Xiao Ye pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, then patted Little White’s head and flew towards the Duel Arena.

When Xiao Ye and Little White rushed in, the walls of the Duel Arena rippled slowly like water, and then the entire Duel Arena disappeared silently.

Swoosh!

Not long after, a team of martial artists came fiercely, led by Yan Family’s tribe elder, Yan Heng.

Ever since he was tricked by Xiao Ye once, Yan Heng never acted alone again.

"Somebody recently spotted that little bastard nearby, you all search well for this old man. Whoever finds the child, the old man will reward a thousand Mid-grade Primordial Stones," Yan Heng said coldly.

"Yes!"

The Yan Family’s martial artists were overjoyed, each beginning their search. A thousand Mid-grade Primordial Stones was a huge fortune for them.

"Little bastard, let’s see where you can hide," Yan Heng’s face was ferocious, releasing the Martial Arts True Intent, and began searching around.

Then these people were doomed, unable to find Xiao Ye’s trace.

...

Da!

Xiao Ye once again ascended to the Duel Arena, arriving at the platform.

The Duel Arena was still the same as before, seemingly besides him, no second person had come in.

"This Duel Arena must have been created by the former sect to test disciples," Xiao Ye looked around and thought to himself.

This Duel Arena was so similar to the Puppet Tower in the Chongyang Sect.

"Challenger, as long as you can pass through eight challenges, you will be rewarded," the cold voice in the Duel Arena rang out.

"Bring it on, maybe I don’t even need the Heavenly Spirit Pill, I, Xiao Ye, can still pass through!" Xiao Ye stood firm with determined eyes, filled with a war intent reaching the heights of the sky.

Some time had passed since the last challenge, and Xiao Ye’s strength had greatly increased after soaking in the Hundred-Year-Old Stone Liquid pool, so he was somewhat confident.

This time in the challenge, he must succeed!

Creak!

The mechanical footsteps came, and a human-shaped puppet walked out from the darkness.

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