intelligent people as grains of sand in the Ganges River. They merely lacked spiritual roots or fairy緣, thus missing out on the immortal path.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to tr...Before leaving, Qin Sang quietly circled the mountain, hoping to ambush his target. A patient hunter is more likely to succeed than one who acts rashly, but unfortunately, he came up empty-handed.

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Finally, Qin Sang swept away in the direction she had previously determined.

At this point, the entire gossip forbidden zone had already been thrown into chaos.

The core area of the Gossip Forbidden Zone wasn't large, it was a circular lake with crystal clear water and undisturbed ripples.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small island, where greenery is lush and flowers are in full bloom. In the center of the island stands a towering tree like a pillar, its roots intertwined like dragons, and fiery red leaves stacked layer upon layer, resembling a pagoda.

The Yuanzhao Sect cultivator operating the Moon-Crossing Raft was meditating on a reef at the edge of the island. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, he opened his eyes and looked up.

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The sky suddenly changed, with fierce winds raging, but they couldn't shake the giant tree at all. Two figures were surrounded by the glow of protective spells, flying towards the island through the wind.

Upon seeing the person's appearance, the Yuanzhao Sect cultivator's tense face relaxed, and he asked in surprise, "Junior Brother Yu, how did you come here Where is Senior Brother Du"

The arrival was a cultivator in his forties, at the Foundation Establishment stage. Behind him followed a young man in white, only at the eighth level of the Qi Refining stage.

The two landed on the island. The young man bowed, "Zhao Yan greets Uncle Luan."

That cultivator surnamed Yu then smiled and said, "Brother Luan is unaware of this, but there seems to have been some trouble with Brother Du's family. Before dawn today, his descendants rushed up the mountain to seek help. Brother Du was too busy to attend to everything himself, so he entrusted me to assign chores to the new disciples."

"I see. No wonder Brother Du hasn't arrived yet."

Luanshan suddenly realized that most of the cultivators who entered the Immortal Ascension Conference were lone wolves. They had cultivated outside for years and developed a defiant and unruly personality that needed to be polished.

Therefore, many of the inner disciples were unwilling to do the arduous chores. In the past two years, these tasks would be assigned to them, euphemistically called "tempering one's character."

This kind of task, distributing odd jobs and accepting new disciples, is easy to cause resentment and isn't a pleasant job. It has always been handled by that Brother Du.

Since Master Du entrusted this to Mr. Yu, Luan Shan was delighted.

Then, I'll trouble you, younger brother.

The three of them exchanged a few more words, then each found a rock to sit on in quiet contemplation, not daring to step onto the island.

In a shadowy, damp canyon deep within the desolate mountain range, moss blanketed the rocks. Strange and varied insects crawled in and out of the crevices, releasing a faint stench of decay.

Qin Sang weighed the mustard seed bag in his hand and flicked out a flame with his finger, incinerating the corpse at his feet.

This was the second opponent he encountered after entering the gossip restricted area. He wasn't as troublesome as the Sloppy Daoist, but Qin Sang still broke out in a cold sweat.

First, hide in the shadows and use Zi Hun Ling to confuse their mind unexpectedly. Then follow up with a Yin Lei to seriously injure them. Finally, strike with several ice spikes. The opponent didn't even have time to cast their protective magic.

This routine, Qin Sang used more and more skillfully.

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Severely injuring the opponent, Qin Sang only wanted to grab the jade pendant. However, he saw the man begging for mercy while secretly reaching for a pouch with his hand. A faint red light flickered in his palm. Qin Sang was instantly furious and terrified. He had almost fallen victim to the consequence of leaving the roots untended, so he naturally wouldn't dare take any risks again. He dealt with the opponent decisively before finally feeling at ease.

Qin Sang opened his mustard seed pouch and searched thoroughly, but he couldn't find the jade pendant!

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This kid's jade pendant wasn't stolen, it was either hidden by him.

In the gossip restricted area, there was no distinction between day and night. Qin Sang could only estimate that he had been inside for about two hours, but he had only obtained one jade pendant.

Gathering ten jade plaques is much harder than I imagined. I can't be so careful anymore!

However, this person's wealth was indeed more substantial than that of the slovenly Taoist priest. Qin Sang opened his palm and discovered a fistful of twelve talismans clutched within it. Upon closer inspection, they were all fire feather talismans, causing Qin Sang to break out in a cold sweat.

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The Fire Feather Technique is a type of fire spell. Once cast, it unleashes feathers of flame that rain down from the sky. Each feather shoots out, covering the heavens and earth. Because the feathers are dispersed, their power is not as great as the Yin Thunder Spell of Water but stronger than the ice spikes condensed by the Myriad Miles Frost.

If the opponent played a Fire Feather Talisman, Qin Sang wouldn't be afraid naturally, but twelve Fire Feather Talismans coming out at once made Qin Sang shudder just thinking about it. He was fortunate that he hadn't given the opponent a chance to release the Fire Feather Talismans.

Apart from this set of fire-starter talismans, this person's magical artifacts weren't particularly remarkable. There was a cyan gauze-like defensive artifact, not as effective as the Ice Silkworm Armor, and a blood-colored long sword, which was passable among mid-grade artifacts, usable in a pinch.

Qin Sang picked it up and waved it around a couple of times, finding it quite comfortable to use, so he decided to keep it.

After the corpses were burned clean, Qin Sang looked around, concealed himself in the shadows, and left the valley. He then climbed over two mountains before finding a cave to hide in.

After recovering from his meditation, Qin Sang drew the blood blade and set off again.

The mountains seemed endless and boundless, the terrain incredibly complex. Qin Sang quickened his pace. After a while, he saw a lone peak standing ahead, its summit almost reaching into the clouds. It was the highest mountain nearby, offering an unparalleled view. Qin Sang decided to climb up and have a look.

In this kind of place, one naturally had to be extremely careful. Qin Sang silently climbed to the top of the mountain, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

On a stone at the summit, there was a inconspicuous mark, visible only to these seventeen people. It was the secret sign that Master Yue had agreed upon with them.

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After entering the gossip forbidden zone, Qin Sang had already forgotten about the hidden mark. He absolutely wouldn't leave a mark for others to find him, and he also thought that others should have the same idea.

But unexpectedly, a fellow disciple had truly kept the secret in mind.

Innocence, or conspiracy

Qin Sang frowned, following the direction indicated by her memory. It was the same direction she was heading in, which meant that fellow disciple was likely not far ahead.

Having been here for so long and experiencing two battles, Qin Sang only received a jade plaque. This made him realize that wanting to stand out in the Ascension Conference was not as easy as he thought.

Compared to the consequences of being unable to enter Yuanzhao Gate, it seems easier to accept dealing with a tiger for its skin

Qin Sang hesitated for a moment, pondering the situation. In the end, he decided to part ways with Dao Chao, letting each go their separate paths. He didn't know who was ahead, what if it was a fellow disciple at the seventh level of Qi Refining If they had malicious intentions, he would be in grave danger.

The allure of a top-grade magic artifact is no less than that of a jade pendant.

If you change direction, the left edge of your vision shimmers with ripples, like a great river. The banks are open and on the opposite shore, not far away, lies that poisonous swampland.

After descending the mountain, Qin Sang turned right and continued his trek deep into the mountains.rown there. They were in a stone path filled with storms and ice balls."This is..."Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Qin Sang's expression was solemn. Unknowingly, they...