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145: The third Holy Son Order

Xu Sanyan arrived below the stone pillar, leaped up, grabbed the entrance of the cave, and quickly climbed upwards.

He reached the largest cave entrance, peered in, and his face instantly lit up with surprise; inside the cave was an ancient token wrapped in a bubble, with a large “Saint” character engraved on its front.

It was the saint child token!

It was indeed hidden here!

Xu Sanyan grinned, quickly took it out, and immediately, the bubble burst, and a rainbow light shot into the sky.

The third saint child token had appeared.

Xu Sanyan knew that taking the saint child token would expose his location, but he had no choice but to take it.

Because this token was in the Bat King’s lair, if he didn’t take it now while the Bat King was out, he wouldn’t be able to get it once it returned.

Xiang Tan and the others were constantly watching Xu Sanyan, and seeing the rainbow light rise, their faces lit up with joy, “The saint child token! Look, Senior Brother Xu got the saint child token!”

She looked even more excited than Xu Sanyan. Little did she know, the real crisis had only just begun.

At the same time, beneath the Lishen Tree,

Tu Wanshan caressed the token in his hand, a smile playing on his lips; the second saint child token belonged to him.

The Bald Woman beside him pouted, stroking the head of the small beast in her arms, and grumbled, “This Saint Child Competition is too simple. Is it over already?”

Tu Wanshan stroked her bald head and warned, “No, the struggle has just begun. From now on, everyone must stay alert.”

A young man behind him nodded in agreement, “Senior Brother is right, there are only five saint child tokens. Someone definitely doesn’t want us to leave smoothly.”

The Bald Woman clenched her fists upon hearing this, and said fiercely, “Hmph, if anyone dares to steal my Senior Brother’s things, this old lady will beat the shit out of them!”

Suddenly, a loud bird cry echoed through the dense forest, followed by more and more sounds from all directions. By the sound of it, there were no less than several thousand birds.

Everyone immediately became vigilant. The Bald Woman placed the small beast she was holding on the ground and slowly straightened her body, making her chest muscles appear even more exaggerated.

Tu Wanshan’s face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, “Ma Changjie!”

Although this person was ranked at the bottom of the “Ten Heroes,” his strength was by no means weak.

The “Ten Heroes” understood each other well and had a general idea of everyone’s methods. The reason Tu Wanshan could confirm that Ma Changjie was behind this was because he possessed a beast-taming technique that allowed him to form an army by himself, which was very troublesome.

He was ranked tenth because his beast-taming technique had too many restrictions, required prior preparation, and had numerous other limitations, making it very inconvenient.

But if he was fully prepared, his strength would be enough to rank among the top five of the “Ten Heroes.”

“Senior Brother Tu, put down the saint child token, and I’ll let you leave.” A chilling voice came from all directions, making it impossible to pinpoint his hiding place.

“Heh, did you drink too much fake alcohol or something?”

Tu Wanshan scoffed, completely fearless. In his opinion, mere beast-taming was a trivial path, far from enough to make him timid.

In terms of pure strength, Tu Wanshan believed that besides Qi Liang, he should be the strongest.

Just as the two sides were at loggerheads, under the dim sky, another rainbow light rose.

The third saint child token appeared, which was the one in Xu Sanyan’s hand.

Tu Wanshan looked up, and Ma Changjie in the shadows also turned his head, muttering to himself, “So fast, the third one has already been found…”

Fang Xiang and Dream Butterfly, who were heading towards the Lishen Tree, Qi Liang, who had just left Wutong Forest not long ago, Jiang Qinqin, who was sitting under a tree healing her injuries with her eyes closed, and You Jianfeng and his group, who were exploring Xifeng Mountain, all looked in that direction.

Fang Xiang stopped, and Dream Butterfly behind him also halted. After exchanging glances, they each looked away.

Fang Xiang quietly asked the young woman behind him, “Where is that?”

The young woman took out a map to compare. “Ancient ruins.”

“Do you know who went there?”

“Luo Yu and Zhou Longsheng from Red Dragon Mountain, and it seems Palace Madam from Hehe Mountain, all went in that direction.”

Fang Xiang’s heart stirred. After a brief thought, he loudly said to Dream Butterfly, “Little girl, I’m not fighting you for this anymore. I’m going over there to take a look.”

In Fang Xiang’s opinion, the two from Red Dragon Mountain and Palace Madam were nothing to fear; he could contend with them.

Dream Butterfly did not reply, her eyes flickering, but in the end, she still walked towards the Lishen Tree.

The situation at the ruins was also very chaotic. If Fang Xiang went there, there would be four factions in total.

Luo Yu, Zhou Longsheng, Palace Madam, plus Fang Xiang—nearly half the people were there. She wouldn’t get involved.

However, she didn’t know that the ruins now only had Xu Sanyan with a few stragglers. Besides Xu Sanyan, there were only two Foundation Establishment mid-stage Cultivators and six Foundation Establishment early-stage Cultivators.

Outside Wutong Forest.

Qi Liang held the token in his hand, examining it carefully, trying to put it into his Storage Pouch, but the rainbow light remained conspicuous, and the Storage Pouch couldn’t block it.

“After you send me out, you can take everyone else with you. There are still four saint child tokens, and with your ability, you can definitely obtain another one.”

Sima Xin nodded; this was what they had agreed upon earlier: first help Qi Liang obtain one, then he would strive for one himself. He also wanted to cultivate the Saintly Book.

As Qi Liang spoke, his gaze inadvertently swept over his palm, and he was stunned. He saw a dark blue line growing from his wrist, gradually spreading to his palm.

“What is this?” Qi Liang was greatly alarmed; he had been poisoned without realizing it!

“saint child token!”

He instantly reacted; it must be that the saint child token had been tampered with. He had been so excited at the time that he hadn’t noticed the poison smeared on it, and he had touched it with his bare hand without using spiritual power to isolate it.

He had been careless for a moment and had fallen victim.

“Dream Butterfly, the demoness!”

A fierce glint appeared in Qi Liang’s eyes, and he gritted his teeth, furious. How dared she scheme against him? He would definitely make her pay the price!

Sima Xin’s eyelids twitched beside him, and he slowly shook his head, “I’m afraid it wasn’t Dream Butterfly who did it.”

“Hmm?”

“Senior Brother, don’t forget, this saint child token was originally found by Jiang Qinqin,” Sima Xin explained.

They had arrived just as Dream Butterfly got the saint child token, and her every move was under their eyes. Moreover, a poison that could affect Foundation Establishment Cultivators was certainly not ordinary and likely required specific methods. Dream Butterfly wouldn’t have had time to tamper with it.

“How dare she!” Qi Liang was enraged, turned back into Wutong Forest, vowing to settle the score with Jiang Qinqin.

Sima Xin secretly shook his head and followed.

If it weren’t for the Sect Master’s coercion, he wouldn’t be willing to assist this brainless fellow.

...

At Xifeng Mountain, You Jianfeng searched around but couldn’t find the saint child token, so he could only look towards the three rainbow lights.

The gray-clothed young man beside him asked, “Senior Brother You, where are we going?”

You Jianfeng glanced around, picked the closest location, “Let’s go there first and see.”

The group descended the mountain and headed straight for the ruins.

...

Xu Sanyan held the saint child token, quickly returned, waved his hand to put away the eight small flags, pulled out his compass, “Let’s go!”

The rainbow light emitted by the saint child token was like a bright lamp in the night, incredibly conspicuous. It couldn’t be hidden, so they could only leave quickly.

When Fang Xiang saw the rainbow light begin to move quickly, he suddenly felt a sense of urgency. This place was neither too far nor too close to the Sect, only about four or five days’ journey. If they didn’t hurry, they would truly escape.

“Hurry up.”

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