92: The royal family launches a surprise attack, and a true elixir ghost cultivator appears.

Gu Changsheng's gaze pierced through the Void Realm.

He saw dark clouds rolling, countless vicious ghosts wailing, their momentum terrifying.

Beyond the horizon, there was also a massive Yin Qi nest.

"Half a year ago, yin ghosts began to appear on the outskirts of the island.

Coincidentally, the spiritual fruits were about to ripen.

I didn't clear them out then; I simply let them be.

Now, it's the perfect time to hold a ghost-slaying assembly, letting the Disciples of the sect eliminate them to distribute those seven tree fruits."

"Old Ancestor's insight is profound."

Yan Qing nodded slightly.

On the way here, he had used a spell to probe the Yin Qi nest.

At most, there were only vicious ghosts at the Peak of the Foundation Building Realm inside.

For the royal family's descendants and Cultivators of Yuanlian Island, it was a threat.

But for a True Dan Grandmaster, it was just a joke, easily extinguishable with a flick of a finger.

This scene had a similar feel to the Pill Appreciation Assembly of yesteryear.

And this time, Yan Qing had stepped off the chessboard and become a player, no longer an expendable pawn.

Gu Changsheng slowly rose, and with a thought, the Formation opened wide, revealing a narrow passage.

"You may go... While this Opportunity is good, do not overexert yourselves.

Your safety is the utmost priority."

"Yes, Master..."

"Disciple will certainly remember."

Over a hundred streams of light ascended.

Some rode Flying Swords, others rode exotic beasts.

Before long, the Void Realm trembled continuously, and sounds of battle echoed from afar.

"Aqi, stay by my side."

"Okay!"

Su Kexing's Qi and blood surged, and with a palm strike, she shattered the skull of a yin ghost.

The dense vital energy instantly evaporated the Yin Qi, and a yin crystal stone the size of a soybean fell into her palm.

This time, rankings would be determined by the quantity and quality of yin crystal stones collected.

"Sister, what a skill!"

Song Aqi's face showed a hint of surprise, and he shouted repeatedly.

At this moment, various Cultivators unleashed their techniques, and colorful flames filled the sky, forcefully dispersing the Yin Qi.

Such fierce methods immediately stunned the royal family's descendants.

"These country bumpkin Loose Cultivators... actually possess so many powerful spells..."

A royal family descendant exclaimed in surprise.

"This is bad; there are over a hundred of these people.

And we only have a dozen, already at a disadvantage.

If it comes down to a final battle, how difficult will it be to secure a spot in the top seven?"

Many royal family descendants had come for the True Core Opportunity.

They had originally expected that mere country bumpkins could not compare to them.

Now, it seemed even breaking into the top twenty would be difficult.

"What should we do..."

Suddenly, Wu Sitong snorted coldly and sneered, "That's not difficult at all... As long as we secretly kill the top-ranked Loose Cultivators and obtain the yin crystal stones they've accumulated, why worry about not making it into the top seven?"

"Haha, Brother Wu, well said."

Wu Sitong pulled out a black banner, and as he waved it, Yin Qi gathered, immediately causing the yin soldiers and vicious ghosts to fall into disarray.

In chaos, one could fish in troubled waters.

"Strange, why did the vicious ghost horde suddenly become agitated..."

A blue-clad youth was wondering when a sharp sword suddenly shot out from behind him, piercing through his chest and leaving a bowl-sized hole.

Wu Sitong manipulated a spell, spitting out a corpse-dissolving liquid that corroded the blue-clad youth into a puddle of goo.

With a wave of his hand, a Storage Pouch steadily fell into his palm.

Opening it, he saw over a dozen sparkling yin crystal stones inside.

Among them were two the size of soybeans.

These could only be condensed by vicious ghosts of the Foundation Building Realm.

"Not bad, why kill vicious ghosts... ambushing these country bumpkins is the shortcut..."

Wu Sitong chuckled, his figure flashed, and he disappeared from the spot.

One after another, more than a dozen Cultivators from Yuanlian Island suffered foul play.

Soon, someone noticed something amiss.

"Hmm, something's wrong... How did Fang Minghe die?"

Li Changhe's face showed confusion.

Wherever there are people, there is Jianghu, and there is a hierarchy, a division of ranks.

Fang Minghe was one of the subordinates he had taken in.

For this ghost-slaying assembly, he had planned to have his subordinates hunt yin ghosts and accumulate yin crystal stones to aim for first place.

Spiritual fruits ripen at different times.

Often, the first one is of the highest quality.

Moreover, the forces on Yuanlian Island are complex, and if one could rank first, taking the lead.

In a sense, he would be the second most powerful person after Old Ancestor Yuan Lian.

His prestige and power would naturally be incomparable.

Suddenly, a flash of sword light attacked from his side, Li Changhe frowned, and a Zhan blue water curtain covered his body, forcefully blocking the sword.

"Bastard! To actually launch a sneak attack!"

It was an unspoken understanding among everyone that fellow Disciples should not fight each other.

He hadn't expected someone to dare to break this for the sake of ranking.

Who could it be?

Li Changhe turned his head to look, only to see the other party's body enveloped in a mist, making it hard to see clearly.

"How audacious! A rat hiding its head and tail, today this young Master will capture you alive, and then I'll see who you are."

Li Changhe's palms slammed together, and the water vapor between his palms transformed into a towering water Dragon, raging across the entire area.

In just three breaths, the opponent could no longer sustain it, and the Magical Artifact concealing their figure was torn apart, revealing their appearance.

"Hmm? A descendant of the Great Shang royal family?"

Li Changhe frowned.

Seeing that Li Changhe made no further moves, the royal family descendant thought Li Changhe was wary of his identity, and instead became more presumptuous.

"Haha, country bumpkin Loose Cultivator. You see a royal noble, yet you don't kneel!

Be smart, and obediently hand over your yin crystal stones.

After leaving Yuanlian Island, I can even put in a good word for you before the Great Shang royal family, making you a great general of a region, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Li Changhe's eyes showed contempt, and with a sweep of the water Dragon, he forcefully crushed all the bones of this royal family descendant, producing crackling sounds of breakage.

"You... how dare you..."

The royal family Disciple spat blood, his face twisted in ferocity.

The next moment, the water Dragon abruptly contracted into a ball, and the person was instantly crushed into a paste of flesh, with traces of blood and flesh dripping down through the gaps in the blue scales.

"Truly ignorant!"

On the other side, Wu Sitong spat blood, his eyes filled with horror, staring at the delicate white-clad woman before him as if she were a humanoid Vicious Beast.

"This Body Refining cultivation... how is this possible..."

Just now, he had ambushed three Cultivators from Yuanlian Island in succession, easily succeeding with the element of surprise.

Who would have thought he would stumble before a young girl.

He even had his own Natal Spiritual Artifact forcefully shattered by her.

"In the ghost-slaying assembly, instead of slaying vicious ghosts, you attack other participants... You truly deserve to die!"

Su Kexing's face was cold; Song Aqi beside her had a huge wound piercing his abdomen, gushing blood.

It was inflicted by Wu Sitong.

"No, you can't kill me!

I am a direct Bloodline descendant of the Wu family.

The current Your Majesty is my paternal aunt!

If you kill me, your entire Yuanlian Island will be wiped out, not even a chicken or dog left alive!"

Su Kexing's eyes flashed with resentment, and with a palm strike, she knocked him unconscious.

She sighed.

"This concerns the Great Shang royal family... I still have to leave it to Master Yuan Lian to deal with..."

In the end, she didn't deliver the killing blow.

Suddenly, the sky changed, and the Yin Qi rapidly contracted.

Visibly, above the massive Yin Qi nest, the thick Yin Qi rotated, forming a giant funnel, pouring straight into it.

A hint of terrifying aura subtly seeped out from within.

Su Kexing's face turned pale, and fear appeared in her eyes.

"True Core Realm... ghost Cultivator..."