"Battle Arena A, the winner… is the Demon Vanquishing Hall's disciple, Jiang Li!"

In the fourth round of fights, he still won without any accidents.

After four rounds of elimination, there were still 17 Qi Refinement realm disciples left.

In the next round, it was not to continue with the one-on-one competition like before. Instead, it was the ranking that Jiang Li had mentioned earlier.

In order to prevent the large sects from crushing the small sects too severely, there were some restrictions on the number of people participating in the Great Mountain Cultivator Competition.

Each sect could at most send out fifteen disciples to participate. Among them, ten were Qi Refinement realm disciples and five were Foundation Establishment realm disciples.

This way, even if the disciples of the four great sects were really too strong in the end, and directly dominated the competition,

According to the distribution rules that they had agreed on at that time, there was still 20-30% left over for the other dozens of sects to distribute.

This was also a compromise the four great sects made to placate the other sects.

This was because the history of the Scripture Storage Valley was still vivid in their minds. Even rogue cultivators could form a large sect with their combined efforts, much less those sects that were not considered weak to begin with.

If they joined forces, even the four great sects would not be able to suppress them. Therefore, they had to give up this portion of the benefits and let them compete with each other.

In order to obtain the greatest benefits under the rules, the sect had to choose the strongest ten Qi Refinement realm cultivators. Therefore, the final round would be carried out in an arena defending style.

The first to tenth positions would be represented in these ten rings.

Ten disciples would go up to defend the ring on their own. The other disciples would challenge either of them, and the winner continued to stay behind to defend the ring against the next challenger.

The last ten disciples standing were the top ten in this sect competition.

Of course, before that, Jiang Li and the others would have three days of rest and adjustment.

In these three days, all the other defeated disciples would obtain a chance to participate in the revival round.

The name list for the previous four rounds of Martial Competition had been meticulously arranged by the sect. They would do their best to prevent the outstanding disciples from colliding too early.

But, in many cases, even high-level cultivators could not calculate everything.

For example, Jiang Li, a strange black horse with a low cultivation but terrifying strength would cause some disciples who originally had a chance to enter the top ten to lose prematurely.

For example, the mutated lightning spiritual root disciple Ma Donggui.

He was close to twenty years old, and his cultivation level was almost at the peak of the Qi Refinement realm. He was one of the people with the most advantage in this Martial Competition.

In addition to having a powerful variant lightning spiritual root, let alone top ten, the difficulty of reaching the top five was not too high.

On the other hand, Jiang Li's cultivation was only at the intermediate-stage of the Qi Refinement realm a few days ago. In the eyes of the higher-ups of the sect who were unaware of the situation, he was the type of disciple that would be eliminated in the first two rounds.

Who would have thought that he would be such an unexpected black horse? Jiang Li crushed his way through and entered the last round.

The appearance of an outstanding disciple was naturally a good thing, but it was a pity that a few powerful competitors had fallen just like that.

Therefore, in these three days, the 255 disciples who had failed would participate in an additional battle and compete for the qualifications to enter the final round together.

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After leaving the venue, Jiang Li rejected the invitation of his senior brothers to spar. After that, he seemed to have thought of something and did not return to his small courtyard to cultivate. Instead, he went all the way to the outer sect.

He did not look for Yan Hong directly. Instead, he walked into the residential area of the outer sect and stood in front of a dilapidated hut.

This small house was tattered and torn. Even in the outer sect, only the lowest level disciples who had yet to enter the Qi Refinement realm would be pushed aside to stay in this place.

Bang!

Jiang Li kicked the door open, and the moist and smelly air in the room assaulted his senses. This smell was very unsuitable for living creatures with noses.

Frowning, he took two steps back and took a deep breath. Then, he blew a gust of wind into the house.

A bone-chilling cold wind poured into the dilapidated house. Although Jiang Li had already reduced the power as much as possible, the simple and crude house was still blown until it creaked and swayed.

The paper window on the opposite wall was blown to pieces, and most of the roof tiles were also sent flying.

"Cough cough~ Cough cough~ Spare me~ Stop~ Spare me~"

A weak cry came from the hut, but Jiang Li ignored it. After blowing for a moment longer and waiting for the air in the hut to be refreshed, he walked in.

There was no furniture in this dilapidated house, only a broken bed with uneven legs and a black blanket covering it.

On the bed, there was a skinny disciple lying there.

That disciple's condition looked pretty bad.

His eyes were swollen and his dark eyebags were almost hanging down. His lips and nails were also in a rotting color.

His body was still emitting a stench that was exactly the same as the smell in the room earlier.

This fellow had just been affected by Jiang Li's cold wind again. His body, which was already at its limit, could barely tremble from time to time. His body's instinctive reaction to the cold was about to disappear.

Anyone who looked at him would know that he would not live past tonight.

Jiang Li raised his hand and shot out a black light, directly sending the ghost into his brain.

The other party's mind was ravaged, and he was unable to resist the ghost. However, after several attempts, the memories that it had stolen were all incomplete, and they were unable to piece together what Jiang Li wanted.

Jiang Li was a little disappointed, but he had already expected this.

"Wu Liang, do you still want to live?"

Jiang Li glanced at him without any sympathy in his eyes.

When this outer sect disciple who was lying on the bed heard Jiang Li's voice, he opened his eyes with difficulty before looking at him.

However, with a single glance, the outer sect disciple called Wu Liang became excited, and his chest rose and fell violently as he struggled to pounce towards Jiang Li.

However, his current body did not allow him to do this. In the end, his body fell off the bed, almost causing him to die.

Wu Liang lay on the ground. He raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Li as he spoke with all his might.

"It's you! It's you! Cough! I've seen your face before! You! Cough! What have you done to me!"

Jiang Li remained unmoved as he looked at the embarrassed and furious outer sect disciple.

This Wu Liang was the 'Green-Robed Immortal' trafficker who Jiang Li had fed eight waste pills to at the outer sect graveyard earlier.

A total of eight waste pills. This large amount of pill poisoning caused Wu Liang's mid-stage Qi Refinement realm cultivation to vanish overnight. His spiritual root was tainted and his foundation was completely destroyed. He directly became a cripple.

After waking up, the first thing he encountered was the robbery of his seven 'friends'.

After everything of value was snatched away, he returned to the outer sect with difficulty.

However, his retribution was not over yet. After he was discovered to have lost his cultivation and was about to die, even the small house that he originally lived in was seized by someone. If he were to give it some thought, he would suffer a beating.

Although Jiang Li had not experienced too many battles between outer sect disciples, the cruelty within was still vivid in his mind.

Therefore, after being fed with waste pills, in just a day's time, this Wu Liang had fallen to such a state. He waited painfully in this broken house for death.

If there was no transmigrator coming after him, he would probably become a pile of rotting flesh that even flies would not eat in a few days.

"Do you still want to live?"

Jiang Li did not answer the other party's question. He repeated what he had said earlier.

After saying that, he flicked a seed from his finger and threw it into the ground. A wave of spiritual qi that carried dense vitality rippled slightly, and a few tree branches quickly broke out of the ground. After a few breaths of time, they weaved into a chair behind Jiang Li.

Jiang Li sat down calmly and waited for the other party to answer. He seemed to be very patient.

"You… cough cough cough cough… Can you let me live?"

Wu Liang coughed violently again. After spitting out a mouthful of black phlegm, he finally finished speaking.

"Naturally, I can detoxify my own poison. Not only can I keep you alive, I can also give you this."

Jiang Li sat on a chair and took out two porcelain bottles. One of them was the few leftover Detoxification Pills that Jiang Li had eaten earlier, and the other was the bottle of Green-Robed Immortal he obtained from the other party.

That Detoxification Pill naturally could not really remove the influence of the pill poison. However, the other party did not know what poison he was affected by. It was completely enough to lie to him.

"Give it to me! Give it to me! Give that to me! Cough cough~ Just one sniff! I just want one sniff!"

When Wu Liang saw the bottle of Green-Robed Immortal, he squeezed out some strength from somewhere and dragged his ruined body towards Jiang Li.

It could be seen just how exaggerated the reliance on the drug caused by the Green-Robed Immortal was. Wu Liang's obsession with it was even greater than his life.

In his eyes, there was no longer the "antidote", only the Green-Robed Immortal.

Wu Liang struggled to crawl over, but Jiang Li did not want this guy to touch him.

He casually formed a spell technique, and two green vines stretched out from the ground and tied Wu Liang to the ground.

The strength of Jiang Li's spiritual qi was astonishing. The binding spell technique he used was something that ordinary late-stage Qi Refinement realm disciples could not break free from. How could a dying person escape from it?

"So, do you want to live?"

Jiang Li asked this question for the third time. He was a polite person, and he did not like others to be disrespectful to him, especially when that person was younger than him.

In addition, if this thing on the ground could not even obey and answer such simple questions, then he had no value to speak of.

Wu Liang, who was on the ground, recovered from his madness. He could not understand why Jiang Li would insist on this question. He only wanted to obtain the Green-Robed Immortal as soon as possible.

However, the situation was obvious. Jiang Li did not care about this trafficker's pleading at all.

Moreover, he slowly told Wu Liang that if he did not cooperate and speak properly, he might die on the spot.

"I… I want to live."

Wu Liang forced himself to calm down and answered Jiang Li's question.

Jiang Li nodded in satisfaction. He opened the porcelain bottle and dabbed a little green powder on the ground in front of the other party.

Wu Liang was immediately overjoyed. He did not mind the dirty mud, carefully bringing his nose close to the green powder and taking a deep breath. Then, a look of deep enjoyment appeared on his face, as if all of the pain in his body disappeared without a trace.

The bits of green powder on the ground were quickly sucked in, but Wu Liang was clearly not satisfied. He put his face close to the ground and rubbed it back and forth, even rubbing off a layer of black soil.

His performance was really disgusting.

"Give me! Give me another sniff! Cough cough~ I beg you! Just one last sniff!"

Indeed, no matter which world it was, the words of drug abusers could not be trusted.

He had asked for one sniff earlier, and now he wanted another. He would never be satisfied after this.

Jiang Li looked at him plainly. His enjoyment quickly turned into pain. He even used his head to hit the ground to ease the intense discomfort caused by his reliance on drugs.

He did not look like a human at all.

"If you want this Green-Robed Immortal, I can give it to you. However, you have to answer a few questions."

Jiang Li placed the bottle in front of him. He shook it back and forth, attracting the other party's gaze that stayed glued to the drug.

"I'll tell you, cough cough cough, I'll tell you everything!"

Wu Liang hurriedly agreed. Without the Green-Robed Immortal, he could not endure it any longer.

"Very good. Tell me, where did you buy this Green-Robed Immortal? What's the seller's background? What's his price? Are there any higher quality goods…"

In fact, after Jiang Li returned from visiting Elder Lin Fengying that day, he had already understood the situation of the Green-Robed Immortal.

Just as Jiang Li had guessed, a status called [Green Elegance] appeared on his interface.

The Green-Robed Immortal could stimulate one's mind for a short period of time, making them feel as if they were floating among the clouds.

In terms of attributes, it had quite a good strengthening effect on a cultivator's Mind and Enlightenment.

However, the temporary effect of "forced stimulation" would cause double the harm later on. It was an extremely unworthy and unreliable thing. It was purely harmful.

Drug dependence, low spirit, and neurological weakness. If the situation was serious, it might even cause the permanent decrease in spiritual perception, or even central nervous system damage, paralysis, and death.

The notification on the interface showed that [Green Elegance] lasted for five minutes. After it ended, [Green Sorrow] would be inflicted.

The consequences were so terrifying that even Jiang Li felt a little fearful.

However, during the five minutes of [Green Elegance], the effect of just a fingernail's size of the drug was not inferior to the expensive Concentration Incense.

The difference in value was at least a hundred times. This was the difference between having side effects and not having side effects.

Of course, Jiang Li was not someone who lacked that bit of money.

No one would use something that harmful to cultivate. However, Wu Liang did not think so.

"You… also used the Green-Robed Immortal? Cough cough~ You used it too!"

In his opinion, Jiang Li asked this not because he wanted to take down the Green-Robed Immortal's trading network. He thought that Jiang Li was also under the drug effects.

The moment he heard that, the fellow's spirit was stirred. His bloodshot eyes started to move around dishonestly. Clearly, he had some crooked thoughts again.

"Give me the Green-Robed Immortal and the antidote, cough cough cough… Give me the two bottles of the Green-Robed Immortal and the antidote, cough cough… Give me more spirit stones, I'll help you buy them when I recover."

After thinking for a while, Wu Liang actually said such a thing. Jiang Li was shocked as well. Where did he get his courage from?

"Do you think that's possible? What right does a dying person have to negotiate with me?"

With a thought, one of the vines binding his opponent immediately tightened. Soon, there was a cracking sound as his calf was broken.

The intense pain made Wu Liang suck in a cold breath. The smelly cold sweat quickly soaked his clothes.

However, he was still smiling. Although his smile was ugly, he felt that victory was already in his grasp.

"I'm the only one! In Scripture Storage Valley, only I can get the Green-Robed Immortal!"

"Haha, you can't live without it! You can't stop taking it, right! That Green-Robed Immortal won't last much longer! Haha… cough cough cough… it won't be long… it won't be long before you die of pain!"

"Only I… Only I can help you!"

As he spoke, Wu Liang revealed an excited expression. He felt that he had already captured Jiang Li in his palm.

He knew very well the feeling of being unable to satisfy his reliance on drugs. No one could resist such torture.

When Jiang Li's Green-Robed Immortal ran out, he would definitely beg him. At that time, what kind of situation would it be if he controlled an inner sect disciple?

He did not have to worry about not having enough drugs anymore. No, not just that!

Humph! Not only could he get rid of this problem, he could even make use of the resources of the inner sect disciple to advance further! At that time, he would definitely trample all those who kicked him while he was down!

However… Before he could dream about dominating the world, something that he could not understand happened.

"What are you trying to do! What are you trying to do! Cough, cough, cough! Stop! Hurry… cough, cough… stop!"

Jiang Li got up and walked to a smelly ditch at the entrance. He opened the lid of the Green-Robed Immortal and started to pour it out.

When Wu Liang saw this scene, he was so agitated that it was as if he saw his lifeline being taken away to be dumped. He cried out in pain.

A moment later, Jiang Li stopped pouring and shook it. There was not much left inside.

"There's only one-third left. If you talk any more nonsense, I'll pour it all down. You won't have a chance to sniff the Green-Robed Immortal until you die."

Jiang Li was very determined. Not to mention that his cheat made him completely unafraid of these side effects, even if he did not use the cheat, his strong physique was enough to allow him to easily escape the dependence of drugs… Of course, the strong physique actually came from the cheat.

The Green-Robed Immortal was worthless to begin with. It was useless to leave it around. It was only harming others. So what if he emptied it?

He looked for this fellow for the sake of saving trouble. This fellow was related to those drug networks. If he spoke the truth, Jiang Li would only have to hand over the information and the outer sect of the Scripture Storage Valley would regain its peace.

Jiang Li's actions completely crushed Wu Liang's fantasy.

He looked at Jiang Li in surprise and uncertainty. He wanted to test him with words again, but if he said one more word, Jiang Li would immediately start to discard the powder.

Helpless, this guy could only tell him everything he knew.