C74

In front of the secondary hall, the last match of the stage was nearing its end. The incense stick at the side of the stage was already down to its short fingernails.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually became denser and denser, as a black mass covered the skies above the Netherworld Sect.

As the three elders watched the battles end one by one, the disciples who had lost had painful, unwilling, and furious expressions on their faces. They didn't seem to be moved in the slightest.

Lin Hsing stood on the stage and felt the cold wind gradually blow towards him, but he still felt extremely happy. This was because the person who had injured his brother was about to be late.

"Hua!"

"What is that!?"

Suddenly, a clamor sounded out, and the surrounding disciples all turned their gaze towards the mountain behind Netherworld Sect. From there, they saw a black shadow walking over, supporting a disciple who was bleeding profusely.

The gazes of the three elders were also instantly attracted, staring at that person.

One of the elders' pupils constricted. He saw the sword in Lin Yue's hand: "Grade one Spirit Sword, this seems to be owned by the Faang Xia. Is that blood man the Faang Xia? "It can't be, a disciple that isn't even a Martial Master can actually injure him to such an extent!?"

He had some connections with the Fang family, so when Lin Yue crippled Fang Xing, he found a chance to kill Lin Yue for the Fang family. However, he did not expect that even though he crippled that brat, Faang Xia, to become like this.

A disciple who had just returned from the deathmatch, had a strange expression on his face as he carefully walked over and whispered: "Elder Feng, that is not Faang Xia, but Lin Yue. Faang Xia has already been beaten to death by Lin Yue, I saw it with my own eyes."

"What!?"

The three elders were all shocked, their gazes instantly falling upon the blood man. Indeed, that was not Faang Xia, but a very young youth.

"Dead?" The Fang family's elder muttered, and his expression became extremely unsightly.

At this moment, Lin Hsing's face was as dark as ink.

He gritted his teeth as he stared at Lin Yue who was at the side of the plaza, his gaze shifted and landed on the black figure, anger igniting in his chest: "In another ten minutes, he will be late, who is that person, he actually dares to help him!"

"Hu!"

Reaching the side of the plaza, Zheng Wan moved Lin Yue aside and helped him sit on the ground. He was drenched in sweat and his clothes were wet.

All along the way, she walked in a hurry, while Lin Yue rested all his strength on her body. As a Pill Master, she was only at the fourth stage of the Martial Disciple realm, so he usually didn't have to carry anyone, but Lin Yue …

"Lin Yue! "Why are you so heavy, heavier than a fat pig, you crushed me to death!" Zheng Wan angrily said as she wiped the sweat off her forehead.

Lin Yue opened his eyes and looked towards the stage, only to see that the last two disciples had won, while Lin Hsing was staring at him angrily, knowing that he had rushed to the appointed time.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile as he relaxed his body and mind.

Instantly, a burning pain spread out from every corner of his body. The numerous wounds told him how serious the injuries on his body were!

The Martial Soul remained silent within the Divine Mansion, its grey color showing not the slightest bit of soul power fluctuations.

His strong recovery ability had also become extremely weak. Near the wound caused by a first rank Spirit Sword, there was a sharp sword aura, which was preventing the injury from recovering. If the Martial Soul did not recover in time, not only would the injury not recover, it would be even more serious.

He ate all the Spirit Pill that he had brought along, and as waves of energy flowed into his body, the Martial Soul finally recovered a little.

It was a pity that last time, when Lin Yue was deep inside the mountains, he was severely injured by Lin Hsing.

This time, the stimulation was only half of the first time. The third time, it was only half of the second. As for the last few pills, their medicinal properties were stable at fifty-one.

's injuries this time were much worse than last time, and he was practically on the verge of death. After he finished eating all the Spirit Pill on his body, the Martial Soul had also only recovered by one-third.

"Unfortunately, we don't have enough Spirit Pill …"

Lin Yue laughed bitterly, and then realized that his own body, was just too abnormal.

The Martial Soul in the Divine Mansion could give him an extremely strong physique, but at the same time, he would also need to provide more than ten times the amount of spirit medicine that a normal person would need.

When the Spirit Pill was with him, the effects were decreasing.

"Here!"

At the side, Zheng Wan suddenly extended her hand out, holding a wooden box that was one foot wide and three feet long, the little girl raised her head, looking extremely proud.

"What is this?" Lin Yue asked as he received it.

"Crack." The machine spring opened, and a crack appeared on the cover.

"Shua!"

A pure green light shot out from between the gaps and landed on Lin Yue's face, causing him to squint his eyes involuntarily.

A dense pill fragrance rushed into his nose, as if it was going to soak his entire body. However, this fragrance flowed through his entire body, causing him to shudder.

"This is!?" Lin Yue's face was filled with intense shock, as he looked at the wooden box in disbelief.

"There are a total of one hundred and eight second grade Spirit Pill. Even though there isn't any high grade pill, it should be enough for you to use. It's just a pity that my medicinal herbs have been accumulated for many years and there isn't even a single bit left to use this time, just thinking about it makes your heart ache."

"108 crystals …"

Lin Yue was stunned for a moment. He felt like he didn't know how many times he had counted, and really wanted to flip his fingers to count.

Just as he was in a daze, one of the Elder standing guard on the stage suddenly shouted with authority: "Alright, the first round of the examination is over. Now, the second round begins! The old disciple has ascended the stage. The new disciples who have just won, step up to the stage in order to receive guidance! "

Thus, the figures of the old disciples appeared on the stage one by one.

Lin Hsing went up the stage with his hands behind his back, he looked at Lin Yue, and his mouth twitched, revealing a cold smile.

When he looked at Lin Yue's bloodied body, then at his frail aura, the anger he had previously dissipated quite a bit: "This is good too. On the stage, I will personally cripple him so that he can take revenge for my brother."

Thinking of this, he looked away and looked at the other disciples, saying, "Don't be nervous, it's not like there is no chance of passing the second trial. I have a plan, don't waste my time, and quickly begin."

After that, the first disciple who won went up the stage and fought with Lin Hsing.

Lin Yue had noticed the look in Lin Hsing's eyes just now, and after hearing what he had said, he couldn't help but clench the Spirit Sword's hand slightly.

"Lin Hsing, I won't admit defeat, even if I have to die, I will persevere on!"

Lin Yue moved him to the side and sat him down cross legged. Then, he quietly opened the box and swallowed the Spirit Pill one by one.

He was the fifth disciple on this stage to achieve victory. In other words, Lin Yue had to take advantage of the time the first four disciples were fighting to adjust his body to his peak condition.

Thus, this box of Spirit Pill, Lin Yue, ate it all without hesitation.

watched from the side, and wanted to say something, but hesitated, only to see the whites of her eyes, which were filled with pain. That was all the pill that she had spent the entire night, all the spirit herbs that she had accumulated over the years to refine, and now, in the blink of an eye, it was all eaten by Lin Yue.