Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 414: Inheritance of the Eight Families: Duanmu Family

The secret realm of Nanlin.

Every 10 years, this small secret realm will open again.

And today, a large group of monks gathered at the entrance of the secret realm. It seems that the day when the secret realm will be opened has come.

For human cultivators, 30 years is just a drop in the ocean, passing in a flash. However, for the demon race, these 30 years are just a few naps, which is extremely short.

The red flame snake is now a lot bigger in size and has grown into the leader of the ten most powerful monsters in the Qi Refining Secret Realm.

The mountain-diving gold-eating beast is not well-known, probably because it always has a gentle temperament. It likes to roll around in the Purgatory Fire Date Forest. When it is hungry, it goes to dig gold and silver ingots in the mountains. It leads a leisurely and comfortable life.

But if you think this beast is not strong, you are wrong!

The red flame snake would kill any cultivator it saw and was extremely cruel.

As long as any cultivator dared to approach the Fire Wutong Forest, it, with its strength in the late Foundation Establishment stage, would definitely not let these "bugs" go.

The fact that the indigenous gold-eating beast is still alive and well after 30 years is enough to show that the beast's strength is extraordinary.

If this native could kill as well as the red flame snake, with its powerful strength in the late foundation building stage, it would definitely be able to secure a place among the ten great monsters in the Qi Refining Secret Realm.

Suddenly, 500 bright green lights appeared in the sky, falling like meteors in this small secret realm. It seemed that this time, a total of 500 monks had participated in this trial place full of challenges.

The Red Flame Snake seemed to sense something and slowly woke up from a deep slumber. Its cold eyes instantly lit up with an extremely excited light.

Every time this time comes, it is undoubtedly an extremely sumptuous feast for it.

A team of ten monks had just landed on the ground and had not even stood firmly on their feet when they felt an extremely strong suction force that swept them backwards without any warning.

"Red Flame Snake!"

No matter how hard these monks struggled, they could not resist the suction and soon all fell into the snake's mouth.

The Red Flame Snake closed its mouth, and the scream disappeared.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if the noise just now was just a brief dream.

The cultivators of this sect were really unlucky. They were randomly teleported to the vicinity of this ferocious red-flame snake. Before they could recover from the dizziness caused by the teleportation, they entered the snake's belly in a daze.

The trial in the Nanlin Secret Realm has not officially started yet, and there are only 490 people left.

A corner of the secret realm of Nanlin.

"Xia Cao, let's go together. With our strength, we can occupy that swamp alone. As long as we can get all the seven-hole white lotus roots this time, it will be the biggest gain of this trip."

A man with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and an imposing manner was the first to wake up from his dizziness. He looked tenderly at a girl beside him.

The 19-year-old summer grass is like a lotus blooming in the morning light, emitting charming brilliance.

Dressed in green, she looks like new leaves in early spring, fresh and tender. The color is pure and full of vitality, as if it can dye the surrounding world with a touch of freshness.

The green skirt swayed like graceful water waves, dancing lightly with her steps, and every fold spoke of elegance and agility.

Her black hair was as black as ink, falling softly on her shoulders like a black waterfall. When the breeze blew, her hair fluttered gently, as if playing with the wind.

That exquisite face was like a work of art carefully carved by God, and her skin was as white as snow, so delicate that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

Her eyebrows are like distant ink, and the slightly upward arc reveals a hint of playfulness and agility.

Her eyes are as bright as stars, sparkling with wisdom and curiosity. When she stares at you, it seems as if she can absorb your soul.

Her small nose is straight and delicate, adding a sense of three-dimensionality to her face.

Her lips are naturally red, like a ripe cherry. When she opens her lips slightly, her white and neat teeth are exposed. When she smiles, the corners of her mouth turn up, revealing two lovely dimples, which are so sweet that they make people intoxicated.

She stood there quietly, like a beautiful painting that made people unable to look away. Her beauty was not only in her beautiful appearance, but also in the youthful vitality and pure temperament that emanated from her.

"Go away." The girl shook her head, as if she had just struggled to get rid of the strong feeling of dizziness. Her eyes revealed stubbornness and unyieldingness, like the twinkling stars in the cold night.

The man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes frowned slightly, but before he could get angry, a handsome male cultivator next to him took the lead in attacking.

"Xia Cao, do you think we are trying to please you? Humph, if your master wasn't the Black Raven, do you think we would be willing to pay attention to you? Don't take yourself too seriously." The male cultivator's face was full of arrogance and disdain, as if Xia Cao was just a small figure in his eyes that could be manipulated at will.

At this time, a monk with a pointed face and monkey cheeks showed a vulgar smile on his face, and said with ill intention: "You can't say that, Brother Ji. Xia Cao is still quite pretty. She looks like a third-level foundation-building flower now. When she grows up, she will be a sinful flower that will bring disaster to the country and the people."

The man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes saw that Xia Cao's eyes were getting colder and colder, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this man named Ji was extremely stupid.

This person is arrogant and domineering on weekdays, relying on the fact that he is one of the eight inherited surnames, he dares to be so rampant in this Nanlin Secret Realm. You know, this place is full of dangers, and if you are not careful, you will fall into a place of no return.

Although Xia Cao is just a maid, her master is Black Raven, and every secret place can stir up the bloody Lingxi flash;

One is Duanmu Lan, also one of the eight inherited surnames of Lingxi Valley.

The Duanmu family has long been famous and respected in Lingxi Valley for their superb medical skills, unpredictable poison techniques, and exquisite alchemy techniques.

They are experts in both medical skills and poison use. Looking at their years of understanding and cultivation of herbs, their alchemy skills are not outstanding, but they can still refine elixirs of levels 1 to 9. This can only be regarded as a bonus to their talents.

The key lies in their medical and poison skills.

This Ji guy is trying to suppress her by using his status?

It's really ridiculous.

This person is usually arrogant, relying on his identity as a mutated thunder spirit root, and looks down on everyone.

But he forgot that he was only in the Qi Refining Stage, not in the third realm, and could not mobilize the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. No matter how powerful the thunder technique was, it was no match for a sharp sword at this stage.

The corners of Xia Cao's mouth rose slightly, a faint smile emerged, and the pride on her face was revealed without reservation, which was completely different from the timid look she had in front of Wang Qiye.

"You guys should feel lucky that you are on the side of Lingxi Valley. That's why you are able to survive now."

The monk with a pointed face and monkey cheeks looked at Xia Cao's plump breasts, exquisite waist, and slender straight thighs with his eyes. "Why, Xia Cao, do you dare to attack us?"

Xia Cao's face was full of disdain. "If I attack you guys, I will be punished to kneel for several days when I return home. It's not a big deal if I cause trouble to my master, but if it makes him hate me, that would be totally unworthy."

Ji Yulin laughed and said, "Xia Cao, do you still want to be a maid?"

Xia Cao seemed to have her thoughts accurately pointed out by someone, and two blushes instantly appeared on her cheeks.

Xia Cao's appearance was clearly seen by the group of monks. The monk with a pointed face and monkey cheeks said frivolously: "Xia Cao, why don't I teach you first, so that when you serve the black raven, you won't be so flustered."

Her eyes flashed coldly, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Ji Yulin, you have succeeded in irritating me. I have come up with a brilliant idea. I hope you can still laugh later."

After saying that, Xia Cao turned his head, stood up lightly and left.

"Hmph, just a lowly maid. You should be thankful that your master is Lingxi Yishan, otherwise I would have drugged you long ago and let you experience the ultimate bliss of life." Ji Yulin said viciously as he looked at Xia Cao's gradually receding back.

No matter how arrogant Ji Yulin is or how noble his status is, he knows who he should and should not mess with.

Lingxi Yishan and Lingchan Tuoke were famous plague gods. When they appeared in that secret realm, they killed many monks and made rivers of blood. Some of them were so bloodthirsty that they even killed their own people.

Even in Lingxi Valley, if they were angered, they would dare to kill people. Although he was one of the eight inherited families, he only dared to beat people half to death. As for killing people, he would never dare to do that.

The man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes shook his head slowly, his expression full of helplessness. "Brother Ji, this time we came to the Nanlin Secret Realm to gild ourselves."

"Although this small secret realm is not very big, the two monsters are really hard to deal with. As far as records go, no sect has ever been able to gain the slightest advantage from them."

“So the truly strong ones basically won’t choose to come to this secret place. Although we are quite powerful and occupy the only mud swamp, it’s okay. But Xia Cao can be considered a help to some extent. You really shouldn’t have pissed her off.” Miao Zihao frowned slightly, expressing his disapproval of Ji Yulin’s behavior.

Ji Yulin's face was filled with anger, and he retorted: "Brother Miao, how dare she, a lowly maid, insult us to inherit the eight surnames? How can you tolerate this?"

"That's right, just let her fend for herself." A female cultivator who had long been fed up with Xia Cao also echoed Ji Yulin's words.

There was a hint of disgust in her eyes, as if Xia Cao was an annoying existence.

Miao Zihao knew that it was useless to say more, so he shook his head helplessly. "Let's go. There are no natives guarding that swamp. If we go too late, the seven-hole white lotus roots will probably be stolen and dug up by others."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the mud swamp. Seeing this, the others followed him.

Behind them, there was silence, as if the argument just now had never happened.

The fate of everyone in Lingxi Valley became even more confusing at this moment.