“JI He, JI He ……” Qi XIII Xing finally squeezed out from the many surroundings, while still waving at Ning Cheng continuously.
“Thirteen, he’s the Dan Emperor JI He who was trapped inside with you for 60,000 years, right?” A Dan phoenix-eyed woman followed Qi XIII Xing to Ning Cheng’s side and asked, even though this female cultivator did not extend her domain, Ning Cheng felt a majestic and muddy powerful aura on her body. This Dan-phoenix-eyed female cultivator was afraid that she was not a Dao-shaping Saint Emperor, but perhaps a powerful person who was beyond a Dao-shaping Saint Emperor.
Qi XIII Xing patted Ning Cheng’s shoulder and said to this dan phoenix-eyed female cultivator, “Yes, he is JI He, who has experienced life and death with me.”
After that, he said to Ning Cheng, “JI He, this is my sister Qi Yu Ling, every time the Tai Su Secret Realm opens, my sister will come here to ask for news about me. This time, it finally lived up to her expectations, I finally came out.”
Hearing Qi XIII Xing’s words, Ning Cheng knew that Qi Yu Ling was very concerned about Qi XIII Xing.
“JI He has met Sister Yu Ling.” Ning Cheng hurriedly bowed and saluted.
A sincere smile appeared on Qi Yu Ling’s face, “JI He, thank you for accompanying my thirteen inside the secret realm for so many years, you will also be my younger brother in the future.”
“Yu Ling, who is this?” A mellow man’s voice came out.
Ning Cheng was very careful at this time, and as soon as the man who spoke came over, he saw it. It was a man who did not look very old, with long hair tied up in a simple cultivator’s bun at the back and dressed in purple. The skin on his face was a little rough and his eyebrows were thick. The aura on his body was even stronger than Qi Yulin’s, and I was afraid that his cultivation level was also a little more powerful than Qi Yulin’s.
“Brother Hyuk, he is JI He. A rank eight Dan Emperor of the Dan Association. He and my brother Thirteen are very good friends. Back then, the two of them entered the secret realm together. This time, the two escaped once again.” When Qi Yu Ling saw this man in purple come over, an expression of joy immediately appeared on his face.
The man in purple smiled at Ning Cheng and said, “So it’s JI and Dan Emperor, my name is Wei He, I come from the Warbin Cliff Azure Family of the Tai Su Domain, welcome you and Thirteen to the Warbin Cliff.”
Azure He had excellent manners, at least Ning Cheng did not feel a hint of disdain from the great clans towards the casual cultivators in his tone. Although JI He’s identity was said to be a rank eight Dan Emperor who had been acknowledged by the Dan Association, in the end. He was also a casual cultivator.
At this moment, all the cultivators who had not fallen in the secret realm had basically been transported out.
Qi Yu Ling said to Ning Cheng, “Thirteen said you wanted to compare the Secret Realm harvest ……”
Ning Cheng nodded and said, “Yes, I want to see if I can get a spot in the Great Tai Su Competition.”
Wei He said on the side, “I’m afraid that would be difficult, thousands of people entered the Tai Su Secret Realm and it’s not really easy to break into the top ten.”
He had been to the Tai Su Secret Realm and was naturally clear about it. The Tai Su Secret Realm was normally. There was a great heaven and earth suppressing force on cultivators. Never mind that Ning Cheng and Qi XIII Xing had been trapped in the Secret Realm for 60,000 years, he was certain that the two had not searched for 60,000 years of divine spirit grasses inside. Rather, they had just struggled to survive inside for 60,000 years. As for the divine Spirit Grass harvest, it was probably not as good as some ordinary cultivators.
“I’m just taking my chances as well.” Ning Cheng smiled.
“Then go over there, and good luck.” Qi Yu Ling said with a smile.
Ning Cheng gestured that he did not need Qi Thirteen Stars to accompany him and walked alone towards the middle of the square. After speaking with Qi Thirteen Stars, Qi Yu Ling and Wei He for a while, Ning Cheng clearly felt that the divine sense that had landed on him had disappeared, so it should be that there was no longer any doubt about his JI He’s identity.
Before the platform where the divine Spirit Grasses were counted, there were already several thousand cultivators standing. They had come purely to show off the divine spirit grasses they had obtained, and then to exchange them for divine pills, dao fruits, sect mission points, divine abilities and so on, and some even exchanged them for points from the Tai Su Market. There were not many cultivators who were truly the same as Ning Cheng who wanted to rush into the top ten.
Most cultivators knew very well that with their abilities, even if they obtained the number of divine Spirit Grasses to break into the top ten, they would not be able to get any results in the Grand Competition.
Generally, cultivators who thought like Ning Cheng would not stand at the front of the queue, but would stand to the side. At times like this, the later the divine Spirit Grasses obtained were displayed, the more likely they were to win.
Many cultivators had the same thoughts as Ning Cheng and did not want to take out all the divine Spirit Grasses they had obtained to display. After all, one fifth of the divine Spirit Grasses taken out would be taken away. The more that was displayed, the more that would disappear.
An old man with a red face and as plain as an ordinary man stood out, he landed in front of the three platforms where the divine Spirit Grasses were counted, cupped his fist and said, “Fellow Daoists who have come out of the Tai Su Secret Realm, thank you for your hard work. I believe we have all gained something.
This time, the divine spirit grasses will be handed in as before, and after the count is completed, one-fifth of them will be handed over to the clan they represent, and we will collect them on their behalf. The rest can be exchanged for the items you need at the clan you represent, or at another clan. But please remember that you can only exchange items for the Divine Spirit Grass you have displayed.”
This old man did not have any Dao rhythm fluctuations on his body, yet Ning Cheng’s gaze fell on this old man with a feeling of trepidation. He felt that this old man’s cultivation was even more powerful than that of the Barbarian Huishan.
The first person to surrender the Divine Spirit Grass was a middle-aged female cultivator who was at the first Divine Spirit Grass counting platform. Ning Cheng noticed that as the cultivator who counted the divine Spirit Grasses checked the female cultivator’s ring, a row of words appeared on the formation display behind the platform that invited the count
“First place, Wu Xuanjing of the Seventh Peak of the Northern Dipper, awarded one hundred and sixty low grade divine spirit grasses, seventy intermediate grade divine spirit grasses and eleven high grade divine spirit grasses.”
Ning Cheng’s divine sense landed on Wu Xuanjing’s ring, her ring was not marked with any prohibitions, Ning Cheng could easily see that when the cultivator who counted the divine spirit grasses counted her divine spirit grasses and before returning the ring to her, he also took a fifth of the divine spirit grasses in her ring.
Ning Cheng guessed that this one-fifth might not just be what the clan wanted, there should be a large portion of it that was given to the party that organised the Tai Su Secret Realm. What the sect benefited from should be that Wu Xuanjing would use the remaining four fifths of the divine Spirit Grass to exchange items with the sect.
As more and more cultivators counted the divine Spirit Grasses, the cultivator who stayed in first place on the display was already the recipient of three hundred low grade divine Spirit Grasses, one hundred and sixty intermediate grade divine Spirit Grasses and thirty high grade divine Spirit Grasses.
Ning Cheng had watched for half a day, but he had not seen a single person hand over anything more precious than High Grade Divine Spirit Grasses. For example, Dao Fruits, and treasures like the Divine Stone Marrow that Ning Cheng had obtained. So many cultivators had counted the divine spirit grasses they had obtained. It shouldn’t be possible that none of them had obtained anything good. It was estimated that even if they had obtained something good. No one had taken it out either. And the cultivator in charge of counting the divine spirit grasses. Also acquiesced to this situation.
Most of the cultivators who had counted the divine spirit grasses took the remaining divine spirit grasses to their respective sects to exchange items. Only a very few casual cultivators would choose another clan to exchange items.
In half a day’s time, there were only a few cultivators standing in line to count the divine spirit grasses in the square. Some of the cultivators who wanted to grab the top ten also began to come forward to count the divine spirit grasses they had obtained.
Ning Cheng saw that on the huge array display, the cultivator who had harvested the most divine Spirit Grasses was already followed by eight hundred and seventy low grade divine Spirit Grasses, two hundred medium grade divine Spirit Grasses and seventy high grade divine Spirit Grasses. There was also an additional Golden Flame Beehive that was over a million years old.
Ning Cheng secretly remembered this cultivator who had a Golden Flame Beehive, and he planned to go and exchange it with this person later. His Void Exploding Golden Bee was growing too slowly and was only equivalent to a Starry Sky Tier 2 Demonic Beast by now, its rank was pitifully low.
If this hive was given to him, together with his pills, he would be able to advance the Void Exploding Golden Bee to Starry Sky level seven in a short time.
Ning Cheng did not wait any longer as he took out nine hundred and forty Low Grade Divine Spirit Grasses, three hundred Intermediate Grade Divine Spirit Grasses, and ninety three High Grade Divine Spirit Grasses. As for the divine Stone Marrow, the Dao Fruits. He didn’t take out any of them. Moreover, the High Grade Divine Spirit Grasses he took out were all ordinary ones. Those that were of high value. Some of them were even comparable to the Dao Fruits, which he also did not take out.
JI He’s name soon appeared first on the Secret Realm’s divine Spirit Grass harvest display, with the cultivator with the Golden Flame Beehive coming in second. The Golden Flame Beehive was precious and the restrictions on its use were too great. Moreover, Ning Cheng had taken out far more high and medium grade divine Spirit Grasses than this cultivator, so he naturally ranked first without exception.
As soon as JI He appeared, many people noticed, and soon the news of JI He being trapped in the Tai Su Secret Realm for 60,000 years spread out.
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“Caixuan, not only did JI He not die, he even got the first ……” a green-skirted woman exclaimed softly from a place at the edge of the square.
Standing beside the green-skirted woman was a pink-skirted female cultivator with a fair complexion, long hair draped over her shoulders and a melon face with willow eyebrows, looking extremely playful.
Seventy didn’t need this green-skirted woman to say that this pink-skirted female cultivator called Cai Xuan had seen Ning Cheng a long time ago, only that she had been frowning, not knowing how she should handle this matter.
“Caixuan ……” Seeing that the pink dress-skirted female cultivator did not answer her words, the green dress-skirted woman once again softly reminded. There were some things that had to be faced.
The pink-skirted female cultivator came back to her senses and slowly said, “He’s just number one for now, it’s nothing.”
A low voice came out, “Caixuan, although JI He is temporarily first, with the divine spirit herbs he has obtained in the secret realm, he should have no problem in taking the top ten. In all these years, my Cen family has never been given a place in the Great Tai Su Competition. Besides, if he can come up with so many divine spirit grasses, he must have kept many more on him ……”
The female amendment in the pink dress was that fiancée of JI He’s, Ceng Caixuan, and it was just as Ning Cheng had guessed. The Cen family had merely taken a fancy to JI He’s talent in alchemy, which was why they had promised to join forces with JI He in marriage. After JI He had fallen in the secret realm, the Cen family had long since cast the matter aside.
“Eldest uncle, I know. It’s just that if I go to him, how will that Hao Ge look? He will definitely be uncomfortable in his heart.” Cen Caixuan said as she bit her lip and looked at a middle-aged man who walked over.
The middle-aged man looked at where Ning Cheng was and his tone was even lower, “JI and his potential is not small, despite being trapped in the secret realm for tens of thousands of years, his bottom is still there. Moreover, he is good friends with the Thirteen Stars of Qi of the Xuan Yue Divine Sect and has a helping hand. Guo Haoge is one of the Twelve Sons is good, but I’m afraid he will not look kindly on our Cen family. It’s also hard to say how much sincerity he has with you.”
“But ……” Cen Caixuan was hesitant in her heart, Guo Hao Ge was indeed ugly, and if she had to choose, she would still choose Guo Hao Ge without hesitation.
The daoist couple of the Twelve Sons, it would have face to say out, not to mention that Guo Hao Ge also came from the He Luo Holy Sect. And that JI He, a rigid alchemy machine who couldn’t be more rigid. With him, there was really no semblance of happiness.