Soul Martial Sovereign

"Brat, what did you do in the fifth floor of Hidden Martial Palace!?" Elder Hong Xu descended from mid air and extended his hand to grab at Ling Yu.

"Senior brother Hong Xu, what happened to make you so upset?" Elder Duan hurriedly blocked Hong Xu and asked.

"Someone attacked Almsgiver Soul Fire, it is only the size of a fist now."

"What?" All the elders were instantly enraged and shouted in shock, "Who exactly is so audacious as to sneak into the Martial Sect's important ground and attack Master Ancestor's Soul Fire!"

"This is the only person who entered the fifth floor that day." Hong Xu pointed at Ling Yu and coldly said, "Destroying Master Ancestor's Soul Fire, you deserve to die a thousand times for your crimes!"

"Senior Brother Hong Xu, it can't possibly have been done by him." He quickly told them of Ling Yu's situation and said in a deep voice: "Master Ancestor's pressure is monstrous, even if we want to get close to the Soul Fire it would be extremely difficult, let alone Ling Yu. There is someone else who destroyed the Soul Fire, and this person is an expert."

"Your analysis makes a lot of sense. Let me give you a Like and turn around for you." Ling Yu was so moved that he avoided this calamity.

"Who is it? I must find out and tear him into ten thousand pieces!" Elder Hong Xu roared in anger, and soared into the sky, flying far away quickly.

"Master Ancestor's Soul Fire were destroyed, we can't just stand by and watch. We'll follow and see." After confirming that this matter had nothing to do with Ling Yu, they all soared into the sky one after another, bringing Xue Yao and following Elder Hong Xu into the distance.

"Ling Yu, in a month, Martial Arts Practice Field of the Martial Sect, don't forget." Elder Jiang warned Ling Yu before also leaving.

"He's finally gone!" Seeing that everyone had left, Ling Yu heaved a sigh of relief.

This time was really dangerous, with Elder Hong Xu's crazy state, it would be weird if he could see anything, not only would he mince Ling Yu's body, but he would also mince him on the spot.

It seemed like he had to keep a low profile in the future to avoid suspicion. Ling Yu muttered, and turned to head back to his residence.

Just as he turned around, his eyes narrowed.

There was a figure standing by the door behind him, staring at him coldly with a mocking smile on his face.

"Ling Wencheng!" Ling Yu squinted his eyes and sized him up, his heart becoming more and more surprised. In just a few days, the Strength fluctuation that was being released from his body was so strong that it had surprised him.

"Is it him?" Ling Yu had yet to speak when suddenly, a burst of ridiculing voices rang out. Ling Yu raised his head and looked over, only to see two human figures walking out from the gate and standing together with Ling Wencheng, coldly sizing him up.

"That's right, that's him." Ling Wencheng nodded, and continued: "But sadly, I was just proven by the elder to be a cripple by being unable to cultivate."

"I even thought it was' Three Heads, Six Arms'. So it turns out that the first place in the entrance exam is quite extraordinary." The two people who walked out wore small badges on their chest, which showed that they were the core disciples of the Yuan Yang Peak. Based on the energy waves they emitted, they were able to determine that they were both in Xuan Dan Stage and possessed astonishing strength.

"Haha, don't say it like that, he is a Dragon's Soul Body, a peerless expert from the legends in the ancient times. He is very powerful."

"Hahaha …" Ling Wencheng could not help but burst out laughing. He glanced at Ling Yu with contempt and said: "In any case, a useless body like yours would definitely not pass the Hall Competition, and would never be able to become a core disciple in this lifetime. For the sake of us from the same clan, when you come to the Yuan Yang Peak, we lack a few servants to serve you with tea.

"Trash? Who are you calling a trash? " Ling Yu confronted him with a tit for a tat as he mocked, "Those who have been beaten up by trash, aren't they even more trashy?"

"What did you say!" Ling Wencheng thought about the matter of being violently beaten up by Ling Yu, and felt a wave of anger rising in his heart. He flew into a rage on the spot: "Trash, you're courting death!"

However, before he could rush over, the senior brother standing next to him suddenly stopped Ling Wencheng and said with a cold smile: "Junior Brother Wen Cheng, don't worry, in another month, won't this kid be participating in the Hall Competition? When the time comes, I'll recommend to Elder Duan that you be his opponent … "Hehe …"

"Very good. They are all people with extraordinary talent. There will definitely be a fierce battle between the two of them." The other person immediately slapped the table and shouted.

"Hehe, to be able to continuously pass through the sixth heaven's gate, naturally, one's talent is more than enough …" "Hahaha …" The senior brother immediately laughed out loud.

"Humph!" "Then, let's wait for another month!" Ling Wencheng's expression was overcast as he said in a cold voice, "This is all fate. One month later, I'll let you clearly see that no matter if it's in Ling Family or Martial Sect, you and I are fundamentally not on the same level. In your entire life, you're only fit to be the lowest servant, servant!"

Just then, a gigantic ball of fire suddenly rose from afar, the complexions of Ling Wencheng and the other two senior brothers greatly changed.

Ling Wencheng disdainfully shot Ling Yu a glance, then quickly left with his two senior brothers.

At this moment, the sky had already begun to darken.

When Ling Yu returned to his room, he discovered that there were a lot of things on the table, there was even a piece of paper, all of these were brought over by Xue Yao, it was the first place prize for the entrance examination, she had to wait here for a whole day, in the end he had no choice but to leave behind his things and leave his room.

Ling Yu was rejoicing in his heart, amongst these rewards, besides the Rank 4 Martial Skill, there was also an entire bottle of Tianyuan Pill.

The hollow palm technique was a basic mental exercise, and it even had a set of Martial Sect. Clearly, this kind of palm technique was not considered a profound Martial Skill in terms of Martial Sect.

It was just that with regards to the hollow palm technique, Ling Yu temporarily had no interest in cultivating it, as all of his attention was focused on the Tianyuan Pill.

"Hall test?" Ling Yu looked at the True Yang Pill in his hands, and revealed a ridiculing smile: "Ling Wencheng, you have truly destroyed my heart and won't die!"

Ling Yu was not one who liked to cause trouble, but he was definitely not a person who was afraid of trouble.

Ling Wencheng was persistent, in wanting to be his opponent in the Hall Competition, he must have had the intention of destroying him. Since that was the case, Ling Yu felt that there was no need for him to show mercy.

However, it would probably not be that easy to pass the Hall Competition, especially with Ling Yu's current strength. It was difficult for him to match up to the core disciples.

Even so, Ling Yu did not lose heart. On the contrary, he was fully confident.

After eating two Tianyuan Pill consecutively, Ling Yu immediately sat cross legged on the bed and started cultivating.

To other people who looked at the incomparably powerful Tianyuan Pill, after four hours of cultivation, the energy contained within the two Tianyuan Pill was completely used up. If this scene was seen by others, who knew how many people's eyeballs would fall to the ground from fright.

If the two Tianyuan Pill were to train normally, that would take at least two months to absorb.

Even if it was a core disciple of the Martial Sect, refining a single Tianyuan Pill would still take at least half a month.

Just like before, most of the energy contained within the Tianyuan Pill had been absorbed by it, and not a single bit was wasted.

"Holy shit, it really is a bottomless pit!"

Eight hours later, Ling Yu opened his eyes wide and felt that he was speechless. He had already spent four Tianyuan Pill s consecutively, but the Soul bead still had not made any movements. It seemed like the price he had to pay to obtain power from the Soul bead s to refine his body was also very scary.

After tossing and turning for several hours, Ling Yu was also tired. He simply did not think of anything and fell asleep on the bed.

What he did not expect was that in the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up from his sleep and felt a strange Aura surrounding him. This was a very familiar aura fluctuation, causing him to be surprised and he resisted muttering in a low voice, "This aura fluctuation is the same as last time."

Suddenly, his whole body quivered. He immediately jumped up from the bed and disappeared, his face full of bewilderment and bewilderment.

He remembered, the last time the Soul bead recovered, it was this kind of aura that fluctuated.

But now, the Soul bead was quietly floating in his mind, without any abnormalities, and did not show any signs of recovery.

'It feels like this fluctuation has something to do with me … ' Ling Yu calmed himself down and jumped off the bed, then walked outside.

Behind the room was the back mountain of Martial Sect. Beside it was a small creek that was meandering past, shining brightly with moonlight, causing the entire panorama of the creek to shine with spots of silver. Usually, this would be a quiet place with a unique scenery, but Ling Yu had been coming here quite a few times.

At this time, standing by the side of the small stream was a red-clothed woman, her beautiful and delicate body was surrounded by Clear and bright light s of the moon's brilliance, and she was wearing a bright red muslin dress that danced lightly in the night wind, like a ball of red cloud fire.

She just stood there quietly with a stick in her hand, concentrating on drawing something on the ground.

Ling Yu was very surprised in his heart as he looked at the figure's back.

It was already the middle of the night, would that senior sister from Martial Sect even go to the stream at the back of the mountain?

Unknowingly, Ling Yu had walked to red-clothed woman's side. Before he could clearly see his opponent's appearance, he was already attracted by the picture on the ground.

"Sunlight Sword!"

In the next moment, Ling Yu's face paled as he looked at the Carved on the ground in shock.

The pattern carved on the ground by the red-clothed woman was the top Sword Arts that Ling Yu had been cultivating in the Hidden Martial Palace.

This set of Sword Arts, even at the peak of his Martial Sect, preserved at least seven or eight moves, moreover it was incomplete, and very difficult to cultivate.

Ling Yu had trained in the Hidden Martial Palace for two days and tried his best, but unfortunately this set of Sword Arts was too complex and profound, moreover it was incomplete.