It was already dawn, and Su Xinglan did not stay in Leyang City for much longer.
The purpose of his trip was for Xuan Xue Po, but he killed eight of his disciples at once. It was undoubtedly a fool's dream to borrow the treasure from Empress Xue Qing to suppress the restless civil and military energy in his body.
I can't borrow it. Su Xinglan's always free and uninhibited personality will naturally not waste time here.
So he left very simply. After giving some instructions to Suning, he contacted Wu Xuanchi and returned to the Martial Palace without looking back.
Shao Fei was slightly injured and was ashamed of it.
He said that not only did he not help, but he almost put Suning into a desperate situation and became a burden.
He felt apologetic and remained silent and depressed all the way.
Suning comforted her in every possible way to no avail, so she could only give up with a wry smile. She continued to control Mengxingzhou and headed for the hometown of the old man surnamed Yu, heading to "Qingfeng City" 20,000 miles north.
Qingfeng City is a small city, with as many as 100,000 ordinary people living in the city.
Most of them are ordinary mortals without any talent for cultivation, working hard to get three meals a day.
When Suning and Shao Fei arrived, Qingfeng City was holding a once-a-decade arena competition, co-hosted by the four major families in the city, with nearly a hundred contestants.
Of course, there are more onlookers.
The place was crowded with people from all directions, and it was absolutely a bustling place.
There were only so many people moving around, and it was hard to find any space to stay.
"Brother Zhao Min, come on..."
"Sister Sun, come on..."
"Junior Brother Lu, senior brother is optimistic about you."
"Hit him, attack the weak spot on his right abdomen."
The sound of cheers, discussions, arguments, and cheers.
The sound reaches my ears and is endless.
It rises and falls like ocean waves, and rolls and flows like tides.
Suning stood watching from a distance, his mind spread out, and he had a clear view of the current scene.
He saw two arenas in the center of the field, with two participating disciples from the four major families standing on each arena.
The winner advances to the next round and the loser is eliminated.
The rules are really simple, but the real reason for holding the ring competition is unknown to Suning.
Thinking of this, with a trace of curiosity, he randomly found a young man standing outside to help out and asked: "Brother, this is the first time that my senior brother and I came to Qingfeng City. Why do the four major families set up a competition? What are the rewards?
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The latter was shouting loudly and at the top of his lungs. Then he heard someone asking a question in his ear, and he quickly turned around and looked at him suspiciously.
Suning held up his hands and said with a smile, "Excuse me."
The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a hoarse voice: "A foreigner?"
Suning nodded calmly, and said without blushing or out of breath: "Yes, from Leyang City."
The young man suddenly understood. He glanced at Shao Fei who was silent, then focused on Suning again and said: "There are four major families in Qingfeng City, namely the Zhao family, the Sun family, the Lu family, and the Yu family."
"It's said to be a competition in the ring, but it's actually a fight for the right to mine an unowned spiritual stone vein."
"Well, about three hundred years ago, in the "Devil Forest" three thousand miles outside Qingfeng City, a practitioner discovered a large spiritual stone vein buried deep underground."
"It is estimated that this vein can produce 70 to 80 million spiritual stone resources."
"Do you know what the concept is?"
The young man raised his head and said eloquently: "Assuming that a small secular family has between five and eight thousand members, its annual consumption is only three million low-grade spiritual stones."
"A little more, five million low-grade spiritual stones is definitely enough."
"Just imagine, if anyone can obtain the mining rights of this large mineral vein for three months, it will be equivalent to a family's resource consumption for a year."
"Who is not jealous? Who doesn't want to fight for the best interests of the family?"
Suning asked: "Is it held once every ten years?"
The young man replied: "Yes, once every ten years, the party that wins in the end will get the right to exploit large mineral veins."
