Chapter 38 Trial of Life and Death
"If you apologize to me, I will forgive you!" He Ling'er couldn't help herself after seeing Zhang Tie's second bottle of top-grade elixir.

After a while of deliberation in his mind, he finally squeezed out a few words that he thought would not embarrass He Ling'er.

Zhang Tie was in a good mood at the moment and didn't want to bother with He Ling'er. He just threw the two bottles of elixirs in his hand to He Ling'er.

Although elixirs of this level are precious, they are of little use to Zhang Tie, let alone Han Li, who has developed drug resistance from taking drugs.

He Ling'er took the elixir that Zhang Tie handed to her, opened the vial, and was immediately delighted to see that it was indeed the elixir she needed.

“Wait!” He Ling’er looked up and saw Zhang Tie was about to leave, so she hurriedly called out to Zhang Tie, “Daoyou Zhang, please wait a moment!”

"What's the matter?" Although Zhang Tie was in a good mood, he didn't want to waste his time on a female cultivator he had never met before.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, the sect has decided to send twenty foundation-building disciples to Qingxu Sect to participate in the life-and-death trial in three days. This is true!"

He Ling'er didn't know that Zhang Tie didn't hear what she said before, and thought that Zhang Tie didn't believe what she said about the trial.

"Life and death trial?" Zhang Tie paused. He had not left the cave for the whole year and really didn't know that Qingxu Sect had any life and death trial.

Seeing Zhang Tie turning around, He Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief. If it were before, she would not only not call Zhang Tie, but would also leave directly, and secretly think about the scene in her heart where Zhang Tie ignored the mission and was punished.

I have to say that this top-grade elixir is indeed very powerful.

"Don't you know?" He Ling'er's eyes widened with a look of shock, "This is the biggest event that has happened in Yue Country in the past year!"

He Ling'er found out that Zhang Tie really didn't know, so she continued, "Just half a year ago, the sect suddenly announced that all disciples of Yanyue Sect who had reached foundation building stage and above could receive a certain amount of extra spirit stones and elixirs every month, and they would also select foundation building disciples under the age of fifty to become inner sect disciples."

He Ling'er's eyes began to light up when she said this. "Becoming an inner sect disciple can earn you a lot of resources every month! Those who are good enough can even obtain territory and establish their own family."

"Establish a family? Inner disciples?" The more Zhang Tie listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Was this common among mortals? How could he have changed so much after a year of seclusion?
"Aren't you tempted?" He Ling'er poked Zhang Tie's shoulder with her small umbrella magic weapon, and then seemed to remember something, touched the two bottles of top-grade elixirs in her arms and said, "Yes, I am Senior Qiong's direct disciple, and top-grade elixirs are given away casually. Naturally, I am not interested in these."

"Then why do you want to snatch my place as an inner disciple!" He Ling'er picked up the small umbrella magic weapon and poked Zhang Tie's shoulder twice.

"What inner disciple quota? I've never been out of the house, how could I possibly snatch your inner disciple quota?" Zhang Tie pushed He Ling'er's umbrella away. "Let's not talk about the inner disciple quota for now. You said I was chosen to participate in the life and death trial. Who told you?"

He Ling'er then turned around, raised her hand and pointed in a direction, "Xianyun Peak, what the Sect Master meant."

Inside Xianyun Peak, Zhang Xiangling, with her hands on her cheeks, was looking at the direction where Zhang Tie was in seclusion, and said leisurely, "Brother Zhang, you have to work harder. Ling'er has suffered a lot for you."

"Master, you're here?" Zhang Xiangling turned nimbly and dodged the jade hand attacking her from behind.

"Not bad, the breath is strong, it seems you didn't slack off." Fairy Huanyin praised.

"Master, why don't you let me go to Qingxu Sect? Didn't you say there's no danger at all?" Zhang Xiangling shook Fairy Huanyin's skirt and said softly. "I know you want to meet Zhang Tie, but I just found a great place to practice. You should retreat and break through the foundation first."

Fairy Huanyin didn't wait for Zhang Xiangling to continue speaking, and continued, "I have already given him the status of an inner disciple for you, and I have also arranged for a Jindan cultivator to take care of him during the trial. Don't be so willful!"

"Also," Fairy Huanyin's tone turned cold, "Don't slack off in your cultivation. You must build your foundation after returning from the secret realm!"

"I always feel like something is wrong." After Zhang Xiangling left, Fairy Huanyin frowned slightly, "Is it really just about dividing up the Qingxu Sect's territory?"

After some explanation, Zhang Tie finally understood the whole story from He Ling'er, but he was becoming increasingly confused about the current developments.

"Junior Sister Ling'er, I finally found you!"

Zhang Tie looked in the direction of the voice and saw a male cultivator in white clothes riding a flying sword with colorful ribbons around it, flying towards the two of them.

“Hello, fellow Daoist.” Although the man in white was polite, he did not even look at Zhang Tie. After all, there was no need to pay too much attention to an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

When He Ling'er saw the man, disgust appeared in her eyes, but she still forced out a few words, "Hello, Senior Brother Zhang."

Zhang Tie looked at the man in front of him and felt that he looked familiar. He suddenly slapped his head and said, "I remember now. It's Lu Changfeng who turned into ash!"

The man in white was startled by Zhang Tie's sudden words, and then his face suddenly became gloomy. He was the direct descendant of the great elder of the Yanyue Sect, the most advanced person among his grandsons, a genius who had reached the middle stage of foundation building before the age of fifty. Everyone who saw him was polite to him. When had he ever been looked down upon like this?

"You said I look like a dead person?" the man in white said coldly.

Zhang Tie didn't expect that he would accidentally say what was in his mind, and he felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was almost at the Fake Pill Realm now, so he naturally looked down on a person in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

“However, Han Li’s Qi Condensation Technique is really good. It can deceive cultivators of the same level even when it is running spontaneously. If it is used with full strength, wouldn’t it be able to deceive cultivators at the Jindan stage?” Zhang Tie thought secretly.

But the man in white opposite saw a completely different picture.

Not only did Zhang Tie mock him in person, calling him a dead man, he also completely ignored his words and looked up at the sky.

"Okay, okay, okay." The man in white said "Okay" three times in a row, "Do you think that old man Qiong will protect you?"

The man in white sneered, "Do you know that the sect has given up on that old man?"

"What did you say?" After hearing the news from old man Qiong, Zhang Tie's aura suddenly changed, and then the violent spiritual power suddenly pressed towards the man in white in front of him like a rainstorm.

"What happened to Mr. Qiong?" Zhang Tie grabbed the man in white, pulled him in front of him, and asked word by word.

(End of this chapter)