There was a moment of silence in the main hall. As if being prompted, the two disciples turned their heads simultaneously toward the elder sitting on the other side of the hall. “This is Beyond The Heaven.” The elder of the Tianhai Pavilion, noticing their gazes, spoke calmly, “Remember, you are the disciples of the …
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Meng Qi took out her identity token. The two disciples of Tianhai Pavilion were a little surprised. The older disciple accepted her token and, after confirming that she could indeed pay the sum, left his mark on it.
“Then…” The disciple smiled politely, showing neither contempt nor annoyance after having his time wasted, “Fellow Daoist, if you ever need anything in the future, please feel free to return. While I wouldn’t dare to claim that the items refined by our Tianhai Pavilion are the best in the Three Realms, they are certainly among …
The Tianhai disciple, therefore, surmised that Meng Qi probably came from a medium-level sect and was one of the more talented disciples there, seeing that she was given the privilege of entering Beyond The Heaven at a fairly young age. Regardless, no matter how talented she might be, she likely didn’t have many spirit stones.
Meng Qi blinked her eyes, looking at the jade slip in her hand with some disbelief. It was delicate and exquisite, and she had originally thought it had fallen in the Starfallen Sea, which made her a bit regretful because she didn’t know when she could get one again. After all, Beyond The Heaven was… …
“That’s settled then,” Ling Ji said. Seeing Meng Qi’s skeptical expression, he lightly flicked his finger, and a small sword, about the size of a palm, appeared in front of him. “If you’re worried, take this.” Next to him, Qiao Ran looked up and took in a sharp breath. However, he dared not say anything …
“Hmm…” Ling Ji lazily chuckled, his robe sleeve swaying. “Brother Yan, are you saying that Jingyuetian will intervene to guarantee the safety of the person my Duankong Sect is seeking?” “It’s not Jingyuetian, it’s me,” Yan Shunbei’s tone remained calm. His demeanor appeared unchanged, and not even his gaze shifted, but there was a subtle …
“Go!” Ji Wujiong’s voice suddenly rang out. His right hand pressed against his chest, and a slender black saber appeared instantly in his hand. He then quickly stepped forward, blocking Meng Qi behind him as he sternly whispered, “Go first!” Meng Qi hesitated for a moment, then rushed toward the window she had noted earlier. …
The name ‘Duankong Sect’ entered Meng Qi’s ears, instantly alerting her. Her left hand, hanging by her side, slowly clenched, and a few profound-grade spirit stones appeared silently in her palm. The spirit stones were smooth and warm, their presence calming as she gently caressed them. Ji Wujiong also raised his hand slightly and squinted …
“Hello, Young Daoist Meng,” the middle-aged man, who was Jingyuetian’s sect leader Yan Shunbei, said with a faint smile. “And welcome, Fellow Daoist Ji.” “Greetings, Senior,” Meng Qi bowed respectfully and gave a polite greeting. She and Ji Wujiong were close in age, but the difference in their addresses was purely because of their level …
