Mortal Cultivation to Immortality: I Have 108,000 Techniques

Liu Jing was extremely fond of this feeling of being respected!

Zhang Yi, however, remained calm and unmoved.

He originally only intended to use Wan Xiaoshan to launder the magic artifacts in his possession.

Liu Jing's appearance was truly unexpected.

now.

Liu Jing's immense prestige led everyone to believe that the Golden Dragon Sword and other magical artifacts were obtained by slaying evil cultivators.

The monks present had no choice but to believe it.

To not believe is to question Liu Jing!

Liu Jing is not only a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but also a renowned one, and is even a disciple of a Core Formation cultivator!

Regardless of their reasons, the monks present believed it.

The whitening effect is just too good!

Zhang Yi decided to stop before things got out of his control.

He coughed twice and said, "Seniors, the magical artifacts left behind by Fellow Daoist Yan Nanfeng are all here."

After saying that, he tore open the storage bag and shook it down.

Rays of spiritual light shone down, revealing several magical artifacts, a pile of spirit stones, pills, and other items.

That golden dragon sword was particularly eye-catching.

This time.

Even the old man in the brocade robe had to believe that Zhang Yi was truly honest and upright, with a clear conscience.

The old man asked himself honestly, and he knew that once he obtained these magical artifacts, he would definitely try to hide them and never show them to anyone.

Therefore, he could no longer doubt anything.

"etc!"

The old man in the brocade robe widened his eyes. "Is this a gilded ring? A golden snake sword? Crane Mountain brocade?"

Xue'er? Han'er? You also died at the hands of these evil cultivators?

Liu Jing slowly shook his head and sighed.

Wan Xiaoshan explained, "I heard from Ninth Brother that the Yan family originally planned to send two clansmen to participate in this Ascension Ceremony."

But several years ago, the two people suddenly disappeared.

It now appears that he died at the hands of an evil cultivator, while Fellow Daoist Yan Nanfeng killed the evil cultivator, seized these magical artifacts, and then Brother Zhang brought them back.

Zhang Yi understood.

The Yan family is preparing to send Yan Han and Yan Xue to participate in the Ascension Ceremony.

Perhaps there is also Yan Nanfeng.

All three died at Zhang Yi's hands.

Wan Xiaoshan's words immediately drew sighs of admiration.

There's no need for Zhang Yi to come up with an explanation.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang."

The old man in the brocade robe suppressed his grief and bowed respectfully to Zhang Yi. "I was being petty and misunderstood your good intentions before."

Since these magical artifacts are your spoils of war, I will not take them back. Instead, I will give them to you as a token of my gratitude!"

The old man spoke solemnly, but a glint of shrewdness flashed subtly in his eyes.

Everyone present was shocked.

Top-grade magical artifacts are inherently precious.

The Golden Dragon Sword is even more famous, a top-tier item among the finest magical artifacts, which you might not be able to buy even with spirit stones!

The old man in the brocade robe actually gave it to Zhang Yi directly?

Not to mention other cultivators.

Even Liu Jing looked astonished.

He only wanted to get some spirit stones for Zhang Yi and incidentally enhance his own reputation; he never thought he could leave behind the Golden Dragon Sword.

Zhang Yi showed no joy on his face; instead, his heart sank.

He had a vague feeling that this old man was definitely harboring evil intentions!

then.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Yi decided to go with the flow and accept it directly.

He looked overjoyed. "I am deeply grateful for Senior Yan's kindness."

With the magical artifact in hand, his chances of joining the Yellow Maple Valley would be much greater.

Once he enters Yellow Maple Valley and successfully establishes his foundation, what is there to fear from the Yan family?

Could the Yan family patriarch really take action himself?

The old man in the brocade robe was taken aback.

"This, this isn't right, is it?"

Aren't you a gentleman? Shouldn't you firmly refuse?

"Liu Jing! Liu Jing, say something! My Yan family's treasure can't just disappear like this!"

The old man was in a state of confusion and wanted to shout loudly to vent his anger.

Upon seeing this, Liu Jing laughed loudly, "Excellent! The Yan family truly lives up to its reputation as the foremost family; such reciprocation sets a fine example for all like-minded individuals!"

He reached out and grabbed the Golden Dragon Sword.

Many of the surrounding cultivators unconsciously increased their breathing by three points.

This is the Golden Dragon Sword!

One of the most famous magical artifacts of the Yan family!

however.

Liu Jing didn't look at the Golden Dragon Sword in his hand much, but turned to Zhang Yi and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, your cultivation is already quite good. With the help of the Golden Dragon Sword, it's a sure thing that you'll join my Yellow Maple Valley."

"At that time, I will introduce you to a renowned teacher, and we will be fellow students!"

That's all.

Liu Jing handed the sword in his hand to Zhang Yi.

"Introducing a renowned teacher? Could it be that stingy old man, Li Huayuan?"

Zhang Yi sensed something was wrong, but his expression remained unchanged.

He held the Golden Dragon Sword with both hands, his expression solemn. "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

"Junior Brother Zhang!"

"Senior Brother Liu!"

The surrounding cultivators watched with burning desire, wishing they could be the ones to receive the Golden Dragon Sword.

Someone opportunely offered to praise him.

"The Golden Dragon Sword in Fellow Daoist Zhang's hands is truly a treasure trove for a hero."

"If Fellow Daoist Yan Nanfeng could know this in the afterlife, he would surely be at peace."

"It is all thanks to Fellow Daoist Liu that Fellow Daoist Yan Nanfeng's last wish was fulfilled."

Liu Jing basked in the admiration of the crowd and felt exhilarated.

But on the surface, he still tried his best to maintain the image of hating evil and fighting against evil.

So as not to let others see that he was greedy for fame and fortune.

Some people were also secretly cursing Liu Jing for actually giving a top-grade magic weapon to a Qi Refining cultivator.

They naturally did not know.

Liu Jing loves his reputation so much that he's willing to give up even a "real treasure," let alone a mere magical artifact.

just now.

Liu Jing gained fame.

Zhang Yi obtained the magical artifact.

The onlookers caught Liu Jing flattering them.

Triple win!

Happy to everyone!

Except for the old man in the brocade robe.

He forced a smile, putting on a relieved expression, while inwardly he was groaning.

The clan sent him to protect Yan Nanfeng and participate in the Ascension Ceremony.

Now that the person is dead, the ritual implements are gone too!

How will he explain this to his clan?

If Zhang Yi were just a rogue cultivator...

The old man in the brocade robe would definitely be thinking about how to get the magic weapon back.

But if Liu Jing wants to lead Zhang Yi into Huangfeng Valley, he will most likely become Li Huayuan's disciple.

The Yan family was ultimately just a family of cultivators, and they dared not offend the Core Formation cultivators of the Seven Sects.

More than ten days later.

The Ascension Ceremony has finally begun.

Liu Jing and Zhong Weiniang only stopped at Tianwu Terrace because they were passing by and learned of the presence of evil cultivators.

Because of Zhang Yi, the two of them decided to stay and return to the mountain gate together after the conference.

In Liu Jing's heart, Zhang Yi upheld justice and was a kindred spirit to him!

He had made up his mind to bring Zhang Yi into his own school.

The two brothers, together, upheld justice and eliminated evil.

Isn't it beautiful!

With the arrival of Foundation Establishment cultivators from the seven sects, seven dueling platforms were built on the Heavenly Mist Platform.

Each of the seven factions has one.

The Qi Refining cultivators participating in the conference battled each other on the stage until the final seventy were determined.

Zhang Yi received an identity token and, seeing that he was late in the order, began to observe the other cultivators' battles.

His main focus, of course, was on the cultivators who also wanted to join the Yellow Maple Valley.

These monks are all potential adversaries.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

The Ascension Ceremony is a rare opportunity, a chance for a fish to leap over the dragon gate.

The cultivators who took the stage were all well-prepared, and none of them would give up easily.

Someone used a low-level high-level "water mist" technique, enveloping the entire dueling arena, causing the opponent to wander around aimlessly like a headless fly.

Others unleashed sets of high-level magical artifacts, launching a fierce and relentless attack that overwhelmed their opponents.

Some cultivators only defend and never attack, causing their opponents to exhaust their magical power and have no choice but to admit defeat.

Zhang Yi found it quite eye-opening after reading it.

He suddenly caught sight of someone, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"Junior Brother Han, are you also going up on stage to compete?"

Zhang Yi asked with a smile.

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