C70 (1/2)

Bai Xiaochuan turned around and left the Martial Arts Hall without looking back.

Of course, he wasn't running after pretending. Since he had already made it into the top 30, he had to hurry and prepare for the Assembly of Patriarchs.

This was the real highlight of the show. Finding immortal herbs would allow Bai Xiaowan to have a place to use his pill refining skills, and would also help the ghost girl, Kang Lin, recover her cultivation.

Then, he would follow the path of the Foundation Establishment and officially embark on the path of cultivation. The first step on the long and long Great Way of the Longevity.

Now, Bai Xiaochuan had once again entered a state of frantic cultivation. He wanted to upgrade the three skills by another stage.

As for the Large Competition, Bai Xiaochuan didn't care at all.

He didn't care about Luo Yong and the Zhao Family's thoughts. As long as they were in the Falling Cloud Sect, even ten Luo Yong and the Zhao Family could not compare to a single Li Tai.

Having thighs meant being willful!

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. The Large Competition was nearing its end. It was time to fight for the top ten Qi Condensation disciples.

However, Bai Xiaochuan ignored everything else and focused on his skills.

Strangely speaking, Li Tai hadn't looked for Bai Xiaochuan in the past few days. It seemed that he did not know that the matter of Bai Xiaochuan causing a ruckus in the Martial Arts Hall was being suppressed by Luo Yong and the Zhao Family without a sound.

At this moment, Bai Xiaochuan was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was a monk meditating. Only when breathing did his chest rise and fall slightly.

In a trance, seven figures simultaneously appeared in the front, back, left, and right of Bai Xiaochuan. Bai Xiaochuan slowly opened his eyes and the seven clones followed suit.

He kept his body still and operated his martial arts. He disappeared from the bed, and in the next moment, he appeared in the courtyard. His body slightly shook, as if there were countless afterimages behind him.

Bai Xiaochuan stretched out his hands as ten streams of golden sword Qis shot out from his fingers, as quick as lightning.

Puff puff puff!

The wooden figure in the distance that was covered in armor was pricked all over. He already knew that this armor was no ordinary thing, and the wood person was made of extremely hard wood and flowered iron.

Bai Xiaochuan clapped. ”How is it, Little Wan? Your skill has improved yet again.”

Bai Xiaowan did not pour cold water on him, as he commented seriously, ”Based on my observations, he is in his current state. Among the Qi Condensation disciples of the Falling Cloud Sect, you should not have a match. ”