A wasted cultivation cultivator, whose senior sister comes to his door asking for pills at the start

Seeing that the two sides were at loggerheads, the old man in white had no choice but to step in and mediate.

"Both of you, calm down. We've gathered here for the Trial of the Three Saints, not to fight each other, don't you agree?"

With the way out he offered, the white-haired boy stopped arguing with Hong Xian'er.

"Yes, let's leave this topic at that."

The white-haired boy gave a light snort, then coldly addressed the young man in black beside him.

"It seems that the Ancient Holy Land is very powerful this time. I remember to pay attention to their disciples after the trial started."

The young man in black was extremely flamboyant in appearance. Although he clearly had a storage bag, he still carried a long knife at his waist.

Ye Yun glanced at him and could clearly sense that the other party had not concealed his aura; it was as if the words "Peak of Qi Condensation" were written all over his body.

"This guy, he's really showing off..."

In response to the white-haired boy's words, the young man in black replied in a sinister tone.

"Senior, rest assured, this disciple will certainly take good care of the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land."

This question and answer was nothing short of a blatant threat.

Hong Xian'er remained unmoved and replied calmly.

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

The young man in black was quite arrogant, even chuckling lightly at Hong Xian'er's words.

"Alright, then you can watch this, senior."

Then, seemingly noticing Ye Yun's gaze, she turned and gave him a cold look.

"You old geezer, what are you staring at me for? Want to die?"

Judging from his way of criticizing everyone he meets, he'd probably kick even a passing dog.

Ye Yun didn't indulge him and rolled her eyes at him.

"It's nothing, it's just that you look like my grandson."

"You old bastard, you're asking for it!"

The young man in black exuded a murderous aura, and it seemed that another confrontation was about to begin.

Seeing this, the old man in white stepped in to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright, enough nonsense, get ready to open the door."

Just as the old man in white said, the main reason they gathered here was still the Trial of the Three Saints.

The young man in black snorted and glared fiercely at Ye Yun, as if to say, "You just wait!"

Ye Yun ignored him and looked at a huge stone gate not far from them.

"It seems the Trial of the Three Saints will take place here..."

According to popular belief, the space where the Three Saints Trials are held is jointly sealed by the three holy lands, so the cooperation of all three parties is required to unlock it and enter.

As expected, under his gaze, Hong Xian'er, the white-haired boy, and even the white-robed old man stood around the huge triangular stone gate.

They each took out a jade tablet, and as they infused their own profound energy, three beams of light of different colors entered the stone gate.

As colorful light burst forth from the stone gate, this enormous stone gate transformed into something like a teleportation portal, emanating a powerful attraction!

"The gates are open, get ready to go in."

The old man in white looked at everyone and gave instructions in a loud voice.

"Multiple portals will exist within the trial space, opening after ten days and remaining open for a quarter of an hour."

"Remember, you must return here through the portal within this time."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yun couldn't help but ask a question.

"What if we don't have time?"

The white-haired boy gave a cold laugh and answered for him.

"Missed it? Then prepare to stay inside for countless years, and have a family feast."

At this moment, Hong Xian'er glanced at him and said indifferently to Ye Yun and the others.

"There's no need to be nervous. The location of the portal is obvious, and there will be a notification before it opens. Just pay attention."

"yes!"

Ye Yun and the others breathed a sigh of relief and responded in unison.

As soon as the portal opened, disciples began rushing in.

Ye Yun followed the crowd. During this time, he seemed to notice something and instinctively turned to look at the female cultivator from the Moon Wheel Holy Land beside him.

"Strange, this aura..."

Ye Yun glanced at the female cultivator and noticed that she was wearing a veil. She had a good figure, but more importantly, he felt a sense of oppression emanating from her.

He was at the peak of Qi Condensation, so how could there be any disciple among the participants in this trial who could give him such a sense of pressure?

As he was observing, he heard the sound of the Creation Furnace.

[Fortune Points detected on the target. Please find a way to obtain them!]

Ye Yun's lips twitched slightly. No, how was he supposed to obtain this?

He was so engrossed in watching that the masked female cultivator beside him turned and gave him a cold look.

"Is there... a problem?"

In an instant, Ye Yun felt as if his soul had been pierced.

This woman is no ordinary person!

"Uh, it's nothing."

Ye Yun shook his head slightly, pretending not to notice anything, and then followed the crowd straight into the gate.

Seeing this, the veiled female cultivator frowned slightly.

"Has this old guy discovered something?"

Even so, she had no choice but to follow them through the gate.

The black-clad youth who watched them enter flashed a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Old man, we'll see."

He couldn't beat Hong Xian'er, nor could he afford to offend her, but killing a mere outer disciple was a piece of cake for him!

Then he followed him inside.

Soon after, all three hundred outer disciples from the three holy lands entered the trial, and the light on the gate disappeared.

Only three team leaders remained on the spot, and they needed to wait there for ten days to open the portal on time.

During this time, the old man in white looked at the gate and sighed softly.

"Speaking of which, ever since the strange phenomena appeared during the Trial of the Three Saints hundreds of years ago, the seal within it seems to have become increasingly unstable."

"Do you think that thing won't escape?"

In response to his concerns, Hong Xian'er replied calmly.

"You're overthinking it. It's sealed with multiple seals. Unless an external force breaks the seals, it can't escape."

Even the white-haired boy agreed, letting out a cold laugh.

"That's right. Even the seal inside is protected by multiple layers of maze arrays, so even if a disciple enters, it's impossible for them to bump into it."

"That thing will never have a chance to recover until it is completely gone."

The old man in white seemed to agree with what they said and nodded in response.

"I hope so..."

At this moment, Hong Xian'er glanced at the white-haired boy and snorted coldly.

"More than that, I'm concerned about what kind of conspiracy your Nine Nether Holy Land has been plotting in recent years?"

"My Ancient Holy Land's territory has been attacked by you more than once."

However, when it came to this matter, the white-haired boy became shameless, spreading his hands and saying...

"How could that be? This is absolutely a misunderstanding. We, the Nine Nether Holy Land, are pacifists."

"hehe……"

Hong Xian'er chuckled but didn't say anything more, figuring that no matter what she said, the other party would deny it to the death.

For places like the Nine Netherworld Holy Land, we still need to use an iron fist to teach them what they should and shouldn't do...

……