"After reaching the late stage of Jie Dan, going into seclusion?" The man transmitting the sound clearly hesitated for a moment, then sighed deeply, and there was no more sound coming from him.
The Bai surname cultivator from the Ancient Sword Sect raised his hand without saying much. A white light struck a seemingly ordinary bluestone nearby, causing the chaotic pile of rocks to shimmer with light. After a white light emerged, the person disappeared without a trace.
This chaotic pile of rocks turned out to be a teleportation array cleverly concealed.
The gray-robed old man, seeing the other party leave, sat down nearby and started to meditate.
On the other end of the teleportation array, in a small stone room in the Hundred Craftsmanship Academy, the figure of a Confucian scholar appeared in the white light of the array. Several high-ranking cultivators from the three sects were standing around him.
"How is it, junior brother? Is everything ready over there?" The cultivator surnamed Jiang saw the Confucian scholar's figure and asked without hesitation.
"Don't worry, senior brother. Everything is in order at the sacred ground. We can teleport over now." The scholar smiled and replied.
"That's good! Brother Duan, please bring those ten junior disciples in. According to the agreement, one Jie Dan cultivator from each sect will accompany them. Elder Wang will accompany us on our side, and the Falling Cloud Sect already has Master Yu. Brother Jiang, who will accompany you?" The old man surnamed Fu nodded in satisfaction and asked.
The red-robed old man, without saying a word, walked out.
"What's so good about the sacred ground? It's not like we haven't been there before. Let Bai Junior Brother make the trip." The elder surnamed Jiang replied indifferently.
"That works too. Although Junior Brother Bai hasn't been on duty at the sacred ground, he was one of the ten disciples in the Trial Sword Conference. Now, he's revisiting old grounds." The elder surnamed Fu smiled and said.
The Confucian scholar nodded calmly without saying much.
But the white-clad young woman came to stand beside the Confucian scholar, appearing extremely affectionate.
At this moment, footsteps could be heard outside the stone room. The red-robed old man calmly walked in, followed by the ten disciples from the three sects who entered the top ten.
This time, although the Falling Cloud Sect still didn't get first place, they had four disciples among the top ten, the highest number among the three sects.
This made the elder surnamed Duan appear calm on the surface but quite pleased in his heart.
Thinking of this, his gaze couldn't help but fall on the four disciples from his sect. The girl from the Tianquan Peak, a young man named Sun Huo from the Huoyun Peak with a cold and resolute expression.
As for the other two, they were Han Li and Du Dong.
Han Li was fine! But as soon as he saw Du Dong, the expression on the Peak Master of Huoyun Peak's face remained unchanged, but a hint of disdain flashed through his heart.
As for the disciple who took first place this time, he was a black-clothed youth with a sharp and divine demeanor. This youth was Meng Di, a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who possessed the "Nine Spirit Sword Body".
The "Nine Spirit Sword Body" was one of the three major sword cultivation spiritual bodies in the cultivation world, and it was no joke.
With a top-grade sword in his hand, he had no opponents who could withstand his absolute advantage under the rampant sword energy. He easily secured first place.
