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nLooking down from the sky.

nThick smoke billowed from the bottom of the cliff, and the flames gradually devoured everything.

nSu Xing took a glance at the smoke, then left with Huang Sheng.

nAfter Su Xing and Huang Sheng had left, about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a black devilish cloud suddenly appeared above the cliff.

n“Withdraw!”

nAs soon as he finished speaking.

nThe black demonic cloud began to gradually shrink inward. The billowing black gas was like a tide, and finally converged into the body of a black-robed figure.

nThis person’s traveling attire was all black. It was clad in a black long robe, a black bamboo hat, and even his face was completely covered by a black mask.

nThe black figure directly fell into the bottom of the cliff that was burning in the raging flames. He seemed to be fearless of the flames.

nStrangely enough, when the flames approached him, they were actually absorbed by the strange black aura on his body. He arrived at the bottom of the cliff without any obstacles.

nThen, the demonic aura began to surge out of his body in an insane manner.

nNot long after.

nThanks to the black aura, the burning flames were completely devoured.

n“Eh? The aura of the demonic dragon has really disappeared.”

nThe black figure squatted down and picked up a handful of dust and placed it on the tip of his nose, smelling it, as if he was looking for something.

nA dim light flashed in his eyes.

nHe could feel a trace of the demonic dragon’s aura from the dust.

n“Dragon Bone Powder!”

n“Eh?”

nSu Xing, who was high in the sky, seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

n“Senior Su, what’s wrong? Did you leave something behind?”

nIn the path of cultivation, seniority was determined by strength.

nAfter learning that Su Xing had single-handedly dealt with the bone dragon, Huang Sheng hurriedly changed the way he addressed him.

nIn his heart, there was no such thing as seniority; the one who had reached a higher cultivation level would be the eldest.

nSince Su Xing was so powerful, it was only natural for him to address him as senior.

nSu Xing shook his head helplessly.

nOriginally, they were of the same generation, but now that Huang Sheng was addressing him as senior, it really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

n“It’s all right! It’s just a little ant!”

nLittle ants?

nHuang Sheng was confused.

nSu Xing’s cultivation has reached such a stage?

nEven from 10,000 metres up, he could detect the subtle movements of a tiny ant on the ground.

nHiss, hiss!

nSensory to the point of fine, I am afraid that even the mighty Yuanying could not have done it!

nWith his blue robe fluttering, standing with his hands behind his back, Su Xing seemed to be a peerless master of the air in Huang Sheng’s eyes.

nNot long after.

nThe two of them arrived just outside of Yellowstone town.

nThey had come here to find out the origin of the demonic qi. Now that the demon race’s plan had been ruined, Su Xing naturally had no reason to stay here any longer.

nAfter sending Huang Sheng to the town entrance, he cupped his fists and said.

n“Chief Huang, I still have some important matters to attend to, so I won’t go in. Let’s meet again if we’re fated.”

nWith that said, Su Xing rode the wind and rose high into the sky.

n“Senior!”

nHuang Sheng wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he just waved his hand toward the sky.

n“A round of good luck!”

nSeeing Huang Sheng’s conflicted expression, Su Xing smiled and then took out a package from his interspatial ring.

n“You’ve contributed a lot to this matter. This little thing can be considered a gift!”

nThe moment the package was opened, Huang Sheng’s face was filled with joy.

nHe looked up again.

nThe young man’s figure had already disappeared into the clouds.

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nAfter leaving Yellowstone Town, Su Xing once again came to the cliff.

nIn the direction of the thousand-mile-long Red Cliff, the cliff was the only way through.

nWhen he came to the cliff, the flames at the bottom of the cliff had already been extinguished, leaving only wisps of black smoke rising up.

nSu Xing did not make any unnecessary moves. He only gave a faint glance before setting off again.

nThis journey was always a long one.

nAfter a day and night of flying, Su Xing finally arrived at the destination of this trip.

nThousand Miles of Red Cliff, outer perimeter.

n“The so-called barren land looks alight”

nOriginally, he thought that the barren land should be a place with few people and no birds. However, the scene before him did not seem to fit the situation.

nOn second thought, this was the periphery of the thousand-mile red cliff, and Su Xing was relieved.

nAlthough the Red Cliff was known as a place of death, it was full of dangers, but there were also many opportunities.

nIt was said that someone brought out a rare ninth-grade red fire lotus from the depths of the Red Cliff.

nThis had caused a wave of treasure hunting in the Red Cliff.

nNot only were some itinerant cultivators among those people, but even some sects had extended their hands to the Red Cliff.

nEveryone had to obtain the Heavenly materials and Earthly treasures.

nEven though they knew that it was full of danger and death, from time to time, there would still be people pouring into Red Cliff to search for treasures.

nFrom afar, one could see a bunch of Green Inn flags.

n“Desert Inn!”

nThere weren’t many inns like this in the outer area of Red Cliff. At least, there was only one such inn within a radius of ten miles.

nAt this time, the entrance of the inn was already packed with people.

nSu Xing did not approach rashly. Instead, he planned to observe the situation first.

n“Motherf*cker, I have plenty of money. Quick, let me in first.”

n“You talk as if everyone else doesn’t have any money. Who cares about that bit of stinky money you have on you? If you want to really make a deal, then take out the medicinal pills.”

nThe cultivators who often came to Red Cliff knew that this Desert Inn had a strange rule. It could only accommodate 500 people a day. If there were more than 500 people, they were not allowed to receive them.

nWhich cultivator was not a person who defied the heavens and had changed their fate? Was there no one who came out to cause trouble?

nThe answer was yes!

nThere was once a Nascent Soul cultivator who relied on his high cultivation level to wait until the inn was full before forcibly staying there.

nAnd since then, no one had seen any trace of him.

nSome said that he was killed by the experts of the Desert Inn, and some said that he had entered the depths of the Thousand Miles Red Cliff and died there. There were many different theories passed down.

nHowever, he had only disappeared because he had broken the rules of the inn. Therefore, many people believed that he had been killed by the experts of the Desert Inn.

nFrom then on, no one dared to break the rules of the Desert Inn.

nAnd now, everyone was gathered here, waiting for the entry quota to be determined.

nTherefore, the first place became the most popular place, because no one knew whether the next person would have a place to stay or not.

nJust as the crowd was quarreling, an arrogant voice came from the sky.

n“A bottle of Clear Wind Pills, all second-grade pills.”

n“Change the place to the front row.”

nAs soon as the voice fell.

nA group of sect disciples dressed in gorgeous purple clothes landed in the crowd on swords.

nThere were three men and two women with the purple cloud symbol embroidered on the robes on their chests.

nThe sect disciple in the lead was called Purple Lightning. He was the strongest cultivator in the group.

nHearing that someone was willing to take out a second-grade medicinal pill in exchange for a place to stay, the eyes of the surrounding cultivators suddenly lit up.

n“Is what you said true?”

nSomeone could not help but ask.

nThe sect disciple in the lead smiled, as if he looked down on these itinerant cultivators in front of him.

nHe raised the small white jade bottle in his hand and said loudly.

n“Clear Wind Pill, suitable for cultivators below the Golden Core Realm. There are three Clear Wind Pills in a bottle of second grade here. Change us to a front row seat.”

n“Is there anyone who wants to change?”

nGulp!

nIn the eyes of some sect disciples, second grade pills might be taken out through gritted teeth, but for itinerant cultivators who had no one to rely on, it was a rare precious resource.

nThis time, he took out three pills.

nHiss hiss!

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