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Xiao Ya and the Xiao Brothers walked side by side into the main hall, immediately standing behind Aotian, their stance clear.
Qiu Mingjie and Feng Moyang both had grim expressions. Although they did not regard Xiao Ya and the others highly, their presence might still influence the final outcome. Thus, both factions in the hall found themselves in a stalemate.
At that moment, three more figures entered the main hall.
"Rogue?!" Aotian's expression changed slightly upon seeing one of the three.
Rogue was on the opposing side, and if he were to join their ranks now, it would not bode well for Aotian.
When Shangguan Jin saw Rogue, her expression turned strange.
After all, Shangguan Jin was Rogue's wife, yet at this moment, she had an unclear relationship with Feng Moyang, which was undoubtedly a slap in Rogue's face.
Upon entering the main hall, Rogue surprisingly did not seek trouble with Xiao Ya but instead glared hatefully at Shangguan Jin, as if he wished to tear her apart.
Meanwhile, Aotian's gaze shifted to the other two middle-aged men.
"Aotian, those two are Bing Long, the captain of the Heavenly Soldier Adventure Team, and Wu Changlong, the captain of the Warriors' Adventure Team. Both are Innate Nine Levels cultivators. The Heavenly Soldier Adventure Team and Warriors' Adventure Team are second only to the Skeleton Adventure Team and Wind Family in Mystic Spirit Town."
Seemingly aware that Aotian was unfamiliar with the identities of those two middle-aged men, Xiao Qingfeng explained quietly in his ear.
Aotian felt a slight shock; both Bing Long and Wu Changlong were Innate Nine Levels warriors, a force not to be underestimated.
The atmosphere in the main hall fell into an eerie silence; at this sensitive moment, no one dared to shout about killing each other first.
"Ha ha! I never expected that my relic from a dead man would attract so many warriors. What an honor!" Suddenly, an aged laughter echoed unexpectedly throughout the main hall.
"Who is playing tricks? Get out here!" Feng Moyang shouted coldly.
"Ha ha! Aren't you here for my treasure? Why ask who I am? Isn't that a bit foolish?" This time, the aged voice carried a hint of mockery.
"Soul Elder?!" Aotian and the others were taken aback. Wasn't Soul Elder supposed to be dead? Why was his voice still present?
At this moment, Feng Moyang's face alternated between green and red. Soul Elder's words undoubtedly implied that he was foolish, yet he did not dare to retaliate. After all, this was someone else's territory; if he clashed with them head-on, he would likely gain nothing.
"Senior, isn't it said that you have already fallen? Why is your voice still here?" Aotian respectfully asked, cupping his hands.
"Hehe, I have indeed died, but due to some special circumstances, I have retained a bit of my intelligence from when I was alive. Now that the ruins have opened, this fragment of intelligence will soon dissipate," the voice of the Soul Elder slowly echoed.
"Alright, since we still have some time, let's not waste it with idle chatter. You must have come to this main hall for my many treasures, or rather, for my legacy?"
Upon hearing the Soul Elder's words, everyone exchanged glances and ultimately nodded slightly in agreement.
"Haha, the many treasures are within the rooms of the ruins; there are indeed no precious treasures left in the main hall. However, I have prepared several sets of high-level martial arts."
After hearing the first half of the Soul Elder's statement, disappointment was evident in everyone's eyes. But upon hearing the second half, their expressions were instantly filled with excitement.
From a certain perspective, martial arts are the lifeblood of a martial artist, and high-level martial arts are particularly rare and sought after. If the Soul Elder referred to them as high-level martial arts, they must possess considerable power.
At that moment, the space in the main hall began to slightly distort. Subsequently, five jade slips slowly emerged from that distorted space, hovering in mid-air within the main hall.
"These five jade slips contain five high-grade martial arts. If you want them, then go for it!" The voice of the Soul Elder resonated throughout the main hall.
Martial arts are categorized into low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, top-grade, ancient, and primordial levels, with each level further divided into inferior, medium, and superior grades.
As for high-grade superior martial arts, they are undoubtedly priceless treasures within Fengyun Nation. Even major powers like Azure Cloud Sect and Xuantian Academy likely wouldn't dare to claim them without hesitation.
Now the Soul Elder had presented five at once. While everyone was shocked by his generosity, it undoubtedly also ignited their greed.
"Swish swish swish"
Immediately, aside from Shangguan Jin who was at Innate Fivefold and did not make a move, everyone else rushed towards the five jade slips floating in mid-air.
Aotian deliberately avoided the jade slips targeted by Snow Qincheng, Qiu Mingjie, Feng Moyang, and the man in black robes and reached for the last jade slip.
The strength of Snow Qincheng and her companions was among the top in the group. Therefore, Aotian naturally would not foolishly attempt to snatch something from their grasp but instead aimed for a jade slip that faced less competition.
However, others were not fools either; Bing Long and Wu Changlong clearly had their sights set on the fifth jade slip and showed no mercy as they made their move.
The reason remains unclear, but the Rogue was heading towards the jade slip that Feng Moyang had set his sights on.
"Hmph, since Aotian has taken a liking to that jade slip, you might as well stay put!"
Xiao Ya exchanged glances with the Xiao Brothers, and they quickly took action to block Bing Long and Wu Changlong.
Bing Long and Wu Changlong were roughly equal in strength to Xiao Ya and the Xiao Brothers. With Xiao Ya and the Xiao Brothers intervening, it was clear that Bing Long and Wu Changlong would have no chance of obtaining the jade slip.
As a result, Aotian easily grasped the last jade slip in his hand, while the other four also successfully acquired one each. As for the Rogue, despite possessing Innate Nine Levels of cultivation, his attempt to confront Feng Moyang would undoubtedly end in tragedy.
At this moment, the Rogue was leaning against the stone wall of the main hall, covered in blood, glaring at Shangguan Jin and Feng Moyang—the pair he despised.
"Kid, hand over the jade slip!" Bing Long shouted at Aotian, who was casually playing with a jade slip.
"Kid, just give up the jade slip. It’s not something a mere Innate Triple warrior like you can possess!" Wu Changlong said lightly.
"You both want the jade slip in my hand. So tell me, who should I give it to?" Aotian mocked as he looked at Bing Long and Wu Changlong.
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