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Damn, this brat's Spirit Soul has actually reached the level of a Yuan Sect!

The old man who was lying on the rocking chair outside the pavilion suddenly jumped up. His originally stooped body had also become a bit taller. His eyes were filled with surprise!

The old man was the guardian and controller of the Minor World. Thus, he knew about everything that had happened.

Just a moment ago, the old man had seen a disciple wantonly devouring the plants within the Minor World, to the point where he even stuffed rocks into his mouth.

The old man was very clear that everything in the Minor World was formed from a spirit soul, and this spirit soul had to reach the Yuan Sect's Spirit Soul in order to be able to absorb it.

Therefore, even if the disciples absorbed the spirit souls, they would still not be able to absorb them. Once they leave the Minor World, the spirit souls would naturally be extracted and returned to the Minor World.

Therefore, the Old Man initially did not care about Maki Chen's actions, but later he realised that something was amiss.

Spirit Soul s below Yuan Sect were unable to absorb spirit souls, so they could only temporarily store them in the body. However, as a container for the Spirit Soul, there was a limit to how many spirit souls it could store.

However, that disciple was like a bottomless pit that was devouring spirit souls without any signs of saturation!

When the old man realized that the disciple had swallowed the spirit soul that was beyond the limits of his Primordial Sea, he finally understood!

This disciple's Spirit Soul had already stepped into the Yuan Sect Realm!

A fifteen or sixteen year old youth like him, with a Spirit Soul at the Yuan Sect level, if word of this got out, who would believe it.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it either!

This kind of heaven warping talent, I must use all of my strength to nurture. A hundred years later, maybe a Yuan Zun Stage expert will appear from my Mountain Sea Pavilion!

Thinking about that, the old man chanted an incantation, and a moment later, the image of Maki Chen appeared in the pavilion master and all the elders' pavilion.

At this time, the old man's voice came out from the pavilion.

Xiao Ge, what is the name of this disciple?! Whose disciple!?

Hearing this intimate and cute name, Pavilion Master Ge Yunshu helplessly stood up, and respectfully saluted the air: "Old Bai, this disciple's name is Maki Chen, he is Yue Yin's disciple!"

The next moment, he heard the old man's hearty laughter.

Hahaha, Maki Chen, what a good name! Yue Yin, you have accepted a good disciple. Oh right, after the fourth round of selection, no matter what this brat's result is, he must be in the quota to participate in the Empire's Great Competition!

Hearing that, Pavilion Master Ge Yunshu still wanted to ask about the reason, but before he knew it, the image of Maki Chen in front of his eyes had already disappeared, and the old man's voice had already disappeared within the pavilion.

At this time, Maki Chen's entire body was already a wasteland, not even half a blade of grass could be seen. He did not know how much he had eaten, he only knew that from the beginning till now, it had already been two hours!

After eating for a long time, Maki Chen found a problem. The purity of the spirit souls that transformed into flowers and plants was not high enough, and was much weaker than the deer that he had killed.

From the looks of it, the best way to obtain it was to kill the Primordial Demon.

However, Maki Chen did not recommend disciples to send them over, but the condition was that the opponent would make the first move, otherwise, he would not take the initiative to eliminate the others.

Without stopping, Maki Chen quickly walked towards the depths of the forest.

He had not even taken two steps when he heard a sharp growl and the chaotic crowd. From the direction of the roar, he guessed that it was coming from the south.

After Maki Chen restrained the power of the Spirit Soul, he quickly ran towards the source of the sound!

At this moment, where the voice came from, there were three female disciples fighting with all their might against a malevolent-looking python demon.

That python demon was over ten meters long and one meter wide. On its huge head, it had nine blood-red eyes, and it was emitting cold killing intent.

A female disciple hurriedly said after successfully dodging the python demon's attack: Senior Sister Cai Er, this Primordial Demon should have a strength at the ninth level of the Primordial Soul. Why don't we run together!

After Cai Er blocked the python's tail attack, he was forced to retreat for a good while before she finally opened her mouth to reply.

But if they were to leave together, no one would be able to stop the Primordial Demon. With the speed of the Primordial Demon, they would definitely catch up to them soon.

While they were talking, four male disciples leisurely walked out from the dense forest. They stood in a safe zone and looked at the three female disciples who were fighting with great interest.

Oh ~, isn't this the Southern Pavilion's great beauty, the Junior Sister Cai Er? What's going on? We can't beat the Nine-Eyed Demon Python, right? Do you need the help of our seniors?

The male disciple who spoke was about 23 or 24 years old, and his head was completely empty. The fat on his face was stacked like a shar pei dog.

When Cai Er saw the male disciple, his face darkened and he said in disgust: Huang San Fatty, don't be sarcastic. I don't want to see you, scram as far away as you can!

The other two female disciples looked at the furious Senior Sister Cai Er and felt doubt in their hearts.

In the past, Senior Martial Sister would always be calm no matter what happened. She had never been angry before, so why was she so angry when she saw the Western Pavilion Third Fatty Huang today?

At this moment, Huang San's disgusting voice sounded out once again.

Oh, Cai Er Junior Sister's temper is quite good, I like it! Even though I like you, I still have to say a few words to you. If it wasn't for your luck, you would have been eliminated a long time ago!

Right, the two people beside you don't seem to be as strong as you, right? It looked like there was no one left in the South Pavilion ?

Before Huang San could finish his sentence, a stone was ruthlessly thrown at his face, interrupting his next taunt.

Who, who the hell is it? If you have the guts, then stand up for laozi ? Ouch!

Huang Sanpang, who finally regained his senses, didn't even say anything before another rock hit him. However, this time, it wasn't his face that was hit, but his eyes. It was so painful that he cried out.

The other three male disciples beside Huang Sanpang quickly looked around, hoping to find where the stone came from. However, after some time, they were unable to find even a single bug.

While they were still confused, a shadow fell from the sky.

Immediately after, Huang Sanpang's head was pressed onto the ground, and with a 'kacha' sound, Huang Sanpang, who could originally pounce twice, stopped moving, and in the end, turned into a dense spirit soul that entered the shadow's body.

Mu ? Junior Brother Maki Chen!

When Cai Er saw the figure clearly, she could not help but feel joy and excitement in her heart. Her face was even slightly flushed!

In comparison to the Cai Er's excitement, the three male disciples that followed Huang Sanpang here revealed expressions of horror!

Huang Sanpang's strength was at the seventh level of Primordial Soul, so among the eighty people that had entered the Minor World, he definitely had the strength to make it into the top five!

But this kind of strength, had instantly lost his life without even a breath of time in front of this disciple called Maki Chen!

Although the sneak attack had succeeded, none of the three dared to take Maki Chen's strength!