I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

"Master, something terrible has happened..."

"Junior Brother Xin Ning and the others have all been killed by others!"

Xin Yuan ran wildly, escaped the secret realm, and came before Master Xingfeng. Under his questioning gaze, she tearfully recounted their ordeal.

With the combined strength of their three eighth-rank and six ninth-rank perfect Buddhist cultivators, they wouldn't dare say they could run rampant in this secret realm, but there would definitely be very few people who would dare to cause them trouble.

But now, of the ten of them who entered the secret realm, only Xin Yuan managed to escape in a panic.

This made Master Xingfeng's face extremely ugly!

Zhou Chen raised an eyebrow: "Able to casually produce a cultivation array worth millions..."

"What are you doing going in there with a cultivator like that? Did you mess with someone you shouldn't have?"

Zhou Qi's curiosity is exactly the same question that Xingfeng Master has in mind.

Xin Yuan: "Impossible! That person was extremely ruthless. He killed one of my junior brothers in a single encounter. When I led my men to chase after him, I didn't expect that he had set up a celestial sect formation beforehand, which resulted in the deaths of Xin Ning and all the other junior brothers on the spot!"

"If I hadn't run fast, I would surely be dead at his hands!"

Liu Feilong glanced at the righteous and outspoken Xin Yuan, smiled, and said nothing more.

Master Xingfeng was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Call someone!"

Xin Yuan: "Master..."

"Call Xin Kui over."

Master Xingfeng slowly said, "Anything capable of defeating your combined forces and worth millions must be the Hundred Swords Entering the Stream Formation."

"Although this formation is powerful, it can only be used a few times. After defeating you, the power contained within the formation will be almost completely lost."

"Xin Kui mainly cultivates the Xuanwu Golden Body Technique, and he has few rivals among the eighth-rank cultivators. If this person also has formations, it would truly be a good opportunity to hone one's skills against him."

"Yes."

Xin Yuan immediately took out his phone and sent a message.

……

Outside the altar in the secret realm.

Ghost Cultivator rested his chin on his hand, gazing wistfully at the moon in the sky.

That's so damn damn.

What the hell is going on?!

He, a dignified immortal cultivator, was actually bullied by a ninth-rank martial artist.

This is truly a disgrace to the life of a ghost!

If it were me back then...

Ok.

What was I like back then?

He was lost in thought.

suddenly.

The commotion behind him caught his attention.

Looking back, Zhao Fei was the first to break through. After consuming the Blood Spirit Flower, Zhao Fei was covered in blood, as if all the capillaries on his body had burst open, turning into layers of blood scabs that sealed him inside.

As the Qi (vital energy) in the body's meridians surged, the scabs on the body began to crack.

Starting from the dantian (lower abdomen), it quickly spreads to the limbs, then falls down with a crackling sound.

After all the scabs fell off, Zhao Fei's breathing became noticeably heavier, and his skin also darkened.

Early stage of Rank 8!

Zhao Fei was overjoyed!

Now, he has not only broken through to the early stage of the eighth rank, but is only one step away from the middle stage of the eighth rank. More importantly, under the transformation of the Blood Spirit Flower, his meridians are now completely unobstructed!

It's only a matter of time before I break through to the Great Perfection of the Eighth Grade!

Zhao Fei glanced at Su Wuchen beside him and frowned.

Didn't this guy say he wanted to find a place to break through his limitations?

Why is there still no movement?

actually not.

Su Wuchen has broken through to the Great Perfection of the Eighth Grade.

However, during the breakthrough, Su Wuchen suddenly felt a strange sensation.

It's hard to explain.

Even after repeatedly examining my body internally, I still couldn't find that strange feeling.

"Congratulations, eighth-rank martial artist."

"You're not bad either, you've reached the Great Perfection of the Eighth Rank, right?"

"Um."

Su Wuchen nodded, and when he turned to look outside the altar, a face appeared before him once again.

Bang!

Su Wuchen raised his hand and threw a punch.

"Ouch!"

"Why do you always hit people like that?"

The ghost cultivator let out a mournful cry and drifted over from a distance, circling around Su Wuchen and looking him up and down, as if he had seen something new, yet also as if he was already familiar with it.

"Hey sir, have we met before?"

"Never seen it before."

Why do I smell a familiar scent on you?

"Dude, you're a ghost cultivator, not a dog."

"..."

The ghost cultivator remained silent.

He doesn't understand.

I vaguely sensed a familiar scent just now, but it vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"What, you know him?"

Zhao Fei curiously stepped closer, his large eyes scrutinizing the ghost cultivator. "By the way, are you male or female?"

The ghost cultivator silently turned to look at Zhao Fei. "What do you think?"

Zhao Fei pondered for a moment and said, "I think you might be a two-pronged plug."

"...?"

The ghost cultivator tilted his head as if he was thinking about what Zhao Fei meant.

"Alright, he's already simple-minded, why are you teasing him?"

Su Wuchen stopped Zhao Fei's playful antics and took out the storage bag he had previously picked up from Xin Ning and the others to examine it.

It mainly contains ninth-grade medicinal herbs; there are very few eighth-grade medicinal herbs or weapons.

No wonder they kept chasing Zhao Fei; it turns out they were just having bad luck.

Besides the medicinal herbs and weapons, Su Wuchen also found a cultivation technique called "Demon-Subduing Staff Technique" in Xin Ning's storage bag.

After a quick glance, Su Wuchen frowned and began to study it.

This is a Buddhist staff technique. The name suggests it's a demon-subduing staff technique, but judging from the moves, it's incredibly powerful and insidious, with bricks flying everywhere.

For some reason, when looking at the staff technique in front of him, Su Wuchen always inexplicably mistook it for a spear technique!

It's really strange.

"What are you looking at?"

"Here you are."

Su Wuchen tossed it over, "The Demon-Subduing Staff Technique, you can study it."

"Buddhist practices?"

Zhao Fei's eyes lit up, and he immediately flipped through it. "This is perfect for me..."

"Then you can keep it."

"Is he really your godfather?"

"It's true."

Su Wuchen smiled, got up and walked out of the altar.

The surroundings were deserted.

"Do you think the monk Xinyuan might call for backup?"

"Is that even a question?"

Su Wuchen remained calm, pointing to his cheek. "Otherwise, why would I prepare this for you?"

"Then how do we get back?"

"wait."

"wait?"

Zhao Fei looked puzzled. "Waiting for what?"

"Once those ninth-rank cultivators come to scavenge the scraps, it will be easier for us to slip out when there are more of them."

Zhao Fei nodded in understanding.

When the secret realm first opened, most of those who rushed into it were at the Great Perfection of the Eighth Grade.

Even a mid-stage eighth-rank cultivator wouldn't be considered a master here, so why would a ninth-rank cultivator dare to come in so easily?

Any ninth-rank cultivator who dares to run into the secret realm with them either has something special or comes in a team.

As for those who rushed in headfirst in a moment of madness, they're probably pretty much dead already.

Once the eighth-rank cultivators have explored the secret realm to their fullest extent, weaker ninth-rank cultivators will naturally come to clean up the mess.

Why weren't you with the city lord's group?

"They were originally together."

Zhao Fei sighed, "But things changed after I picked the Blood Spirit Flower."

Su Wuchen nodded, his gaze shifting to the area behind the altar. "Brother, how about a real-life adventure game?"

Zhao Fei: "..."