Legend of the Transcendent

"Mi Xiaojing laughed, 'In the future, let's catch a ghost to play with.'

Mu Xiaoyin clapped her hands and said, 'Good, good... I like it!'

Luo Bo's eyes sparkled as he said, 'Xiao Mi gege, I want to do it too...'

Mi Xiaojing nodded and said, 'Hmm, let's catch a few more. It would be best if each of us caught one!'

Mu Xiaoyin chuckled and said, 'Little junior brother, it's not easy to catch a ghost. Catching a ghost requires more luck than strength. First, you have to find a ghost, which most cultivators haven't encountered before. Oh, and you also need a ghost-catching tool. Otherwise, when you encounter a ghost, you can only eliminate it, not catch it.'

Luo Bo, still young and curious, asked, 'Why can't we catch it?'

Mu Xiaoyin raised a finger and said, 'There are prerequisites. Without a ghost-catching tool, when you encounter a ghost, you have no choice but to either eliminate it or leave on your own. But even if you want to leave, the ghost won't let you.'

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Luo Bo was disappointed and said, 'We don't have a ghost-catching tool!'

Mi Xiaojing grinned and said, 'We will, we will! Indeed, we will. He might not be able to obtain other things, but he has already gotten into refining tools, and his starting point is quite high. If necessary, he can refine a ghost-catching tool himself.

As they journeyed, they chatted and laughed, making their way easily. As they approached the main peak of the sect, there were more and more low-level cultivators, and occasionally there were Foundation Establishment experts flying over their heads, which everyone was used to.

From the mountain waist of the main peak extended a mountain ridge that seemed to have been swept by a large sword, forming a huge platform. There was a passage with cliffs on three sides, and this was the famous Cliff Platform of the Sword Heart Sect, where many large-scale events were held.

On one side of the Cliff Platform, near the passage, there were rows of houses, and in front of the houses were a row of huge three-story wooden sheds. The bottom floor was the largest, the second floor was smaller, and the third floor was the smallest.

This wooden shed was where people came to watch the excitement. The bottom floor was for low-level cultivators, the middle floor was for Foundation Establishment cultivators, and the third floor on both sides was for Foundation Establishment Ancestors, with a large hall in the middle reserved for Elemental Infant experts.

Mi Xiaojing, Mu Xiaoyin, Zhang Ke, Luo Bo, and Wei Fu came to the bottom floor of the wooden shed, where there were many tables and chairs, and everyone sat wherever they wanted. There were many ordinary mortals here, responsible for pouring tea and water.

Since Mi Xiaojing and his group arrived early, they found a table in front and sat together. They could see the stone platform used for fighting clearly.

The stone platform was very large, with an area of about a thousand square meters, and there were temporary wooden sheds around it.

Mi Xiaojing was secretly surprised because there were so many people in the Sword Heart Sect. This was the first time he had seen so many cultivators. Of course, he could only come into contact with low-level cultivators, and even Foundation Establishment cultivators were rare to him. Moreover, they all flew over and landed directly on the second-floor wooden building where they were.

Various sword lights and flying postures opened their eyes, and in the Western Expansion Sect, they had never seen such a spectacular sight.

The tables around them began to fill up, and the entire bottom floor gradually became crowded, with people having to sit in the wooden shed at the edge of the stone platform, which was much simpler. "According to Mi Xiaojing's calculations, there were only thousands of low-level cultivators. He curiously asked, "Senior Sister, why are there so many people?"

Mu Xiaoyin was also surprised and shook her head, "I don't know either. I didn't know there were so many people before... Oh my god, more people are coming in."

It's no wonder that the Sword Heart Sect has accumulated for at least thousands of years through generations of inheritance, with each hall cultivating their own people. If they are not concentrated, no one can know how many people there are, especially since the Sword Heart Sect covers a large area. These people are scattered and hardly ever meet.

Even in the Grass-Benevolence Hall where Mi Xiaojing is located, they cannot know how many people there are in the hall, let alone how many low-level cultivators there are.

As the largest local cultivation sect with thousands of cultivators, it is nothing impressive. There are tens of thousands of ordinary mortals who rely on cultivators for survival in the Sword Heart Sect. Once they get married and have children, when they reach six or seven years old, the sect's cultivators come to test whether they can cultivate.

There is no competition today. The formal competition will begin tomorrow morning, so everyone has to wait here overnight. For cultivators, this is nothing special. They can just sit and cultivate at night.

As the sun rises, Mi Xiaojing and four others at the table breathe towards the rising sun. In less than five minutes, everyone received a strand of Qianyang purple energy. This cultivation has already been done by everyone.

As long as you learn this breathing method and absorb a strand of Qianyang purple energy, it will be helpful for cultivation and ascension, of course, the benefits will be even greater in the long run.

With the sound of gongs and drums, the four large banners gradually rose at the corners of the stone platform.

Everyone knows that this is a banner formation, specifically used to protect the stone platform and block any possible attacks from the outside.

An old man floated down from the third floor of the wooden building to the stone platform.

Mu Xiaoyin whispered, "This is our Sword Heart Sect's Sect Leader, Mo Chentian. He is a great expert in the Elemental Infant stage."

Mi Xiaojing nodded and carefully observed the old man who was very imposing. Just by standing there, there was a faint pressure on him. Everyone consciously or unconsciously lowered their heads. It was a terrifying force, the level of oppression brought by a high-level cultivator that Mi Xiaojing's cultivation level could not withstand.

"Amazing!"

"Of course, he is a great expert in the Elemental Infant stage and a well-known figure in the cultivation world!"

Mu Xiaoyin's tone was full of admiration, pride, and even a hint of superiority.

Mi Xiaojing didn't think much of it, but he understood that he was just a small ant in the Sword Heart Sect. Even the Western Expansion Sect where he originally belonged was probably just a slightly larger ant in the eyes of the Sword Heart Sect, easily crushed with a single foot.

Wang Weijun coldly snorted in Mi Xiaojing's mind. If he hadn't been destroyed before, he could have easily flattened this kind of sect. What a joke, an Elemental Infant stage cultivator, and even an early stage one at that.With a disdainful tone, Wang Weijun felt extremely upset in his heart because he, once a great master in the integration stage, was now being surpassed by a mere early-stage Elemental Infant. Back in the day, he was much more prestigious than this guy.

"This isn't really prestigious, is it? The other person is an old Elemental Infant monster, a great master in the Cultivation World, and a famous character!"

Mi Xiaojing didn't mind provoking him a bit.

"He's just a pile of dog shit. I can crush him to death with one finger... no, one toe! What the hell!"

"What the hell? Is that a curse?"

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