I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

As they walked, neither of them mentioned it.

Fang Xuan knew that Lu Mingxuan was pretending to be a simple-minded fool.

Then, once he's killed the one who was hiding, he'll pretend to be very surprised.

He let out a snicker and said, "Lu Mingxuan, you're so naive. I'm going to kill you and get out of here."

Then, taking advantage of his momentary lapse in vigilance, he was able to successfully turn the tables and kill his opponent.

Finally, he received the cultivation points and trial rewards, becoming the only one to leave alive.

.......

Throughout the journey, Lu Mingxuan was also seething with anger.

He felt that Fang Xuan was looking at him as if he were a monkey jumping around!

That calm yet playful feeling, as if he had seen through everything, made him very uncomfortable, but he had to endure it and continue acting!

Because he hadn't figured out all of Fang Xuan's trump cards yet, especially Ning Qian, who had been barely noticeable.

This woman is definitely suspicious, Lu Mingxuan thought to himself, gritting his teeth.

According to the information his father provided, Ning Qian was clearly a useless person whose cultivation had been destroyed and who was barely clinging to life.

But the cold and terrifying sword intent he just felt... was definitely not something that a Foundation Establishment cultivator or even an ordinary Core Formation cultivator could possess!

He had to be more cautious, and it would be best to let Fang Xuan and Ning Qian fight the last two "scum" to the death.

"This is it. The compass shows that the last two spiritual energy reactions... are nearby."

Lu Mingxuan stopped at a relatively open corridor that seemed to connect the front and back halls.

His face showed worry as he pointed to several dilapidated side halls ahead and said, "They may have hidden themselves and been frightened. Once we find them, we need to calm them down first."

Fang Xuan simply held his sword tightly; sometimes, maintaining a composed expression was still quite difficult.

Yes, of course he would try to appease her.

For example... relax, feeling dizzy is normal, as is feeling weak in the legs.

The three continued on their way and entered a rockery garden.

The courtyard was exquisitely designed, but unfortunately it is now abandoned and dilapidated, with vines climbing the artificial hill and the pond dried up.

Just ahead of them, less than ten steps away, behind a rockery, he could clearly see a figure trying its best to conceal its aura.

Late stage of foundation building.

The spiritual energy fluctuations were chaotic and filled with fear.

Lu Mingxuan's compass needle also trembled slightly, pointing in that direction.

He naturally noticed it as well.

But all three of them tacitly pretended to be blind.

Fang Xuan was too lazy to do anything and wanted to see what other tricks Lu Mingxuan could pull.

Ning Qian remained still only when Fang Xuan did not move.

Lu Mingxuan, on the other hand, was harboring a wicked intention, waiting for Fang Xuan to make the first move.

So, the three of them, two of whom were at the nascent stage, walked straight past the artificial hill.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The late-stage Foundation Establishment disciple trembling behind the artificial hill: "???"

His heart was pounding with anxiety! He had sensed three powerful auras approaching and thought he was doomed! He quickly used his last precious concealment talisman.

But to my surprise... they just walked right past without noticing? Is this concealment talisman really that effective? Master was right!

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief—

"Junior Brother..." Lu Mingxuan stopped, a conflicted expression on his face, while pointing to the slightly glowing compass in his hand.

"The compass is right here, but... there's no one here. Is the compass broken, or did they use some kind of concealment method?"

As he spoke, he kept staring intently at the artificial hill out of the corner of his eye, his fingers gripping the compass so tightly they turned white.

How can this person be so cowardly?

The disciple behind the artificial hill, who had just relaxed, jumped up again, nearly catching his breath in fright, and quickly held it.

I prayed frantically in my heart: You can't see me, you can't see me...

Lu Mingxuan was furious. Of course he knew where the person was!

He wished he could just unleash a sword aura and drag that kid out!

But he couldn't. He had to maintain the persona of "low cultivation level and weak perception." He had to wait for Fang Xuan to discover or make a move.

But Fang Xuan, that bastard, just held his sword and watched him leisurely, his expression seeming to say, "Good luck, senior brother, I'm watching."

Ning Qian went even further, turning her head slightly to admire a withered, crooked tree next to her, completely detached from the situation.

Lu Mingxuan felt that his acting skills had been insulted like never before, and he was so frustrated that he felt like he was suffering from internal injuries!

Why is this guy such a coward! Isn't this a perfect opportunity to launch a sneak attack?

The Foundation Establishment disciple who was hiding: Fight? You want a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator to fight against two Core Formation cultivators?

He came here for a trial, not to commit suicide! He'll hide as long as he can!

Finally, Lu Mingxuan couldn't hold back any longer.

If this charade continues, he's afraid he'll be the one who dies of anger first.

"Hmph! Hiding your head and showing your tail!" He suddenly snorted coldly, and the conflicted and confused expression on his face instantly disappeared.

His spiritual energy surged suddenly, and the spiritual pressure belonging to the Void Core Realm spread out, sweeping over the artificial mountain.

"puff!"

The faint aura formed by the concealment talisman shattered instantly.

The late-stage Foundation Establishment disciple, huddled up, was exposed to the three of them with a bewildered and desperate expression.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale as he looked at Lu Mingxuan, who had suddenly changed his expression, and Fang Xuan, who was holding a sword and looking indifferent.

My legs went weak and I almost collapsed to the ground.

"Senior Brother Lu...Senior Brother Fang..." His voice trembled, choked with sobs, "Don't...don't kill me...I..."

We've been exposed; there's no escaping now.

Begging for mercy was the only option he could think of.

Lu Mingxuan looked at his little disciple who was so scared he was about to wet his pants, but he felt nothing but annoyance.

This kind of garbage is so bad that it's not even suitable as "resources" because it's too full of impurities.

But his face quickly switched to an expression of "heartache and indignation," and "disappointment in his son's lack of progress."

"Junior Brother Wang! How could you...hide here? The trial is cruel, we should unite even more! Come here quickly, come behind me, I'll protect you!"

He opened his arms, his tone sincere.

Junior Brother Wang looked at Lu Mingxuan's gentle expression, then at Fang Xuan behind him, who was holding a black sword.

He hesitated for a moment, and instead of going over, he subconsciously took half a step back, his vigilance undiminished.

Lu Mingxuan: "..."

Damn it, why are this year's juniors so hard to manage? I'm giving them a way out, but they won't take it!

His patience ran out, and his eyes turned cold.

Since you're not cooperating, don't blame him!

"Stubborn fool!" Lu Mingxuan roared, as if enraged by the other party's distrust. He moved and struck out with his palm towards Junior Brother Wang.

The palm strike was fierce, but he clearly held back, seemingly only intending to subdue his opponent.

Junior Brother Wang screamed in fright and instinctively swung his sword to block. His late-stage Foundation Establishment spiritual power erupted without reservation, creating a burst of sword light.

The two exchanged several blows in an instant.

Lu Mingxuan seemed unable to defeat his opponent for the time being, and the fight was so intense that it was difficult to decide who was winning. His movements were a bit clumsy, and he even accidentally had his sleeve torn by the opponent's sword energy.

As he fought, he subtly steered the battlefield toward Fang Xuan, keeping a close eye on Fang Xuan's reactions out of the corner of his eye.

He was waiting, waiting for Fang Xuan to lend a hand, or... waiting for Fang Xuan to reveal a weakness.

Fang Xuan, holding his sword, leaned against a pillar and watched the show.

Lu Mingxuan grew increasingly frustrated and furious as the fight progressed!

He felt like a clown on a stage, performing his heart out while the audience below just ate sunflower seeds and watched the show!

Finally, after "struggling" to deflect a desperate counterattack from Junior Brother Wang's sword energy, and accidentally letting the sword energy graz his face, leaving a faint white mark, Lu Mingxuan completely exploded!

Pretend! Pretend your mother's ass!

"ah--!!!"

He suddenly let out a loud shout, and his aura surged dramatically.

The already tattered moon-white robe was torn apart by the surging crimson spiritual energy, turning into shreds that flew everywhere.

His once handsome face was now covered in bulging veins, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot.

A terrifying spiritual power, surpassing the late stage of the Void Core realm and faintly touching the threshold of the Golden Core realm, suddenly erupted.

The immense spiritual pressure, mixed with a dense, blood-red aura, swept through the entire courtyard like a whirlwind.

The artificial rockery was blown away, and the withered trees shook violently.

Junior Brother Wang was directly blasted away by this spiritual pressure and crashed into a wall in the distance.

Lu Mingxuan hovered half a foot off the ground, his body swirling with thick, blood-like red-black spiritual energy, his long hair dancing wildly, and his muscles bulging.

He then lunged forward and killed the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, Junior Brother Wang, with a single punch.

"Hahahaha! Fang Xuan... you're enjoying the show, aren't you?"

He spread his arms wide, feeling the immense power he had plundered from his fellow disciples, a look of ecstasy and madness on his face:

"I haven't given it my all yet..."

"And who can stop us?!"