These high-grade spiritual stones no longer have any appeal to Chen Xuan. Anyway, he still has 10 million high-grade spiritual stones in his collection.
As for other ordinary panacea, Chen Xuan has no interest at all.
But the reward they received this time attracted some of Chen Xuan's attention.
"There are so many fairy grasses, but they can be used to refine elixirs."
Chen Xuan is preparing to refine the demon elixir.
The Demonic Pill is a very rare elixir that must be refined with many kinds of herbs.
Naturally, the efficacy of the Heavenly Demon Elixir refined from the fairy grass will be even better.
After a short period of two sticks of incense, Chen Xuan took back the alchemy furnace, then he swallowed the demon elixir, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to improve his cultivation.
Time flew by like this, and I don’t know how long it took.
When Chen Xuan opened his eyes, he felt a breath nearby, slowly approaching him.
At this time, not far from the attic, a man wearing a black robe slowly walked over.
"Brother, this boy Chen Xuan has come back. He knows about our affairs. He must be killed this time."
"There is no need to worry. Our Sword Master Sect will hold a competition in a few days. You can kill him on the field. Haha, don't worry, no one will find out about it."
"But brother, this is just a competition. If I kill Chen Xuan, Elder Mo will definitely be held accountable."
"That's what you said..." The whispers between the two of them were completely overheard by Chen Xuan.
So Chen Xuan opened the balcony of the attic and looked at the two of them.
It was exactly as he thought, this person was none other than Song Wende.
Song Wende also discovered Chen Xuan, and his vicious eyes stared at Chen Xuan.
"Chen Xuan, I actually let you escape. But what will happen even if you come back? I only need to take action and I can still kill you easily."
Chen Xuan's eyes were full of hatred. If Song Wende hadn't stabbed him in the back, how could he have received such a low ranking in that trial.
The most important thing is that Song Wende actually colluded with the people of the Blood Demon Sect.
Chen Xuan did not tell Elder Mo about this matter. He felt that he could solve the problem alone.
"Song Wende, do you know what will happen to you if you collude with the Blood Demon Sect?"
Chen Xuan smiled, but his smile was very sarcastic.
"Okay, Chen Xuan, just wait for me!"
Song Wende also knew that now was not the time to take action, but he had to kill Chen Xuan.
If the news of his contact with the Demon Sect is publicized by Chen Xuan, it will bring unexpected consequences to him.
He was also curious as to why Chen Xuan didn't tell anyone about this matter.
Time flew by and it was night in a blink of an eye.
As far as he knew, the inner sect of the Shuangxiu Sword Sect was going to hold a competition soon.
This competition is just a discussion between disciples.
The main reason is that Elder Mo wants to see some inner sect disciples compete with each other.
If there are disciples with outstanding strength, they can be ranked higher.
The inner gate has a combat power ranking.
Chen Xuan joined the Shuangxiu Sword Sect not long ago, so his ranking is very low. Although his true strength in the inner sect can definitely reach the middle level, no one recognizes Chen Xuan.
As for Song Wende, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the seventh level of the Soul Realm, and he is considered to be quite strong among the Dual Sword Cultivation Sect.
When he and Chen Xuan were assigned to the same team, they were plotting to kill Chen Xuan.
On the one hand, it was because of the Blood Demon Sect, and on the other hand, he knew that Chen Xuan had many treasures on his body.
At this moment, in a dark room.
"Damn Chen Xuan, he actually dares to look down on me like this, I must show him some shame!"
"You're right, but don't worry. If you really kill him, the elders will definitely hold you accountable."
"Haha, I have ten thousand ways to kill Chen Xuan! Then I will poison him during the game so that he will die without anyone noticing, and the elders will never find out."
Song Wende said loudly.
He obtained a highly poisonous poison from the Blood Demon Sect warrior, which is colorless and odorless.
Moreover, he planned to apply this poison to his sword so that as long as it hit Chen Xuan, he could be killed instantly.
Last time he severely injured Chen Xuan, but this time he believed that he could definitely suppress Chen Xuan instantly.
As long as Chen Xuan is hit by poison, he can lie and say that he didn't do it.
In addition, Chen Xuan just went to the mountains some time ago. He just needs to push out the responsibility. Elder Mo will definitely not find any reason.
Thinking of this, Song Wende's face showed a vicious smile.
"This method also works, but you must be careful when doing it, and never let the elders find out!"
A tall man said.
He is Song Wende's elder brother, and his name is Song Baye.
He is not good as a person, but his cultivation is very strong.
He ranks among the top twenty in the inner sect and is also Song Wende's eldest brother.
Two months later, the inner gate competition is finally about to begin.
Chen Xuan didn't want to participate at first, but when he learned that all his disciples were going to participate, he had no choice but to come to the competition ground.
At this time, many inner disciples had already arrived at the competition ground.
As the top executor of this competition, Elder Mo also sat on the high platform.
He stared at all the disciples present, and then said: "Everyone, please listen to me. This competition is a competition. You are not allowed to use powerful techniques, and you must not use any powerful techniques during the competition.
You have to be careful, I can understand if you accidentally injure yourself."
"The competition starts now, and you will draw lots next!"
Song Wende was already operating secretly, and he also arranged himself and Chen Xuan into a group.
Sure enough, when the game was halfway through, Chen Xuan started to draw lots and found that his opponent turned out to be Song Wende.
Chen Xuan threw the lottery note down and then looked in the direction of Song Wende.
Song Wende stared at Chen Xuan with a ferocious smile, as if to warn him that this game would definitely kill him.
Chen Xuan gave a helpless smile.
If it were three months ago, Chen Xuan's cultivation might not be able to kill Song Wende instantly, but it is different now.
After Chen Xuan took the Heavenly Demon Spirit Pill, his cultivation level broke through a small level, and now he has reached the sixth level of the Soul Realm.
No matter how strong Song Wende's cultivation is, he cannot be his opponent.
In addition, Chen Xuan cultivates the sword soul and sword body at the same time.
And the power of the sword he possesses is far beyond that of ordinary people. This is the power combined with the dragon pattern body refining.
Whether it is defensive power or physical strength, he far surpasses Song Wende.
Chen Xuan's body jumped slightly, and then he walked directly onto the competition stage.
When Song Wende saw Chen Xuan walking up, his eyes were filled with chills, and he followed him.
"Chen Xuan, let's settle this today."
Chen Xuan smiled and said: "Song Wende, are you afraid that I will tell you about what happened before?"
"Chen Xuan, stop talking nonsense!"
Song Wende roared angrily, then raised his sword and rushed towards Chen Xuan crazily.
A sharp sword energy flashed in front of Chen Xuan.
But Chen Xuan avoided it with clever gestures.
The opponent's sword energy did not cause any harm to him.
Elder Mo, who was sitting on the viewing platform, also stared at the two people on the competition platform in surprise. He wondered why Song Wende attacked Chen Xuan without saying a word, and without even the most basic etiquette.
"Is there a deep hatred between these two boys?"
Elder Mo scratched his beard and thought to himself.
The prairie fire sword in Chen Xuan's hand suddenly flew into the sky, and he used the power of the sword soul to perform thousands of sword techniques.
The red Suzaku sword light instantly filled the entire sky, and then launched a fierce attack towards Song Wende.
There was a click! Song Wende's strength was indeed good, and his sword energy actually began to suppress Chen Xuan.
But from beginning to end, Chen Xuan had a weird smile on his face.
"Song Wende, it's really funny that you still want to catch up with me!"
After several rounds of fighting, Song Wende still could not gain the upper hand.
Although on the surface he suppressed Chen Xuan, only he knew in his heart that Chen Xuan had been avoiding a head-on confrontation with him.
It was as if he knew the blade of his sword was coated with poison.
Chen Xuan did know.
But he also believed in his physical strength that even if he was contaminated by the poison, he would never be seriously injured.
But Chen Xuan still has to be careful.
He knew that Song Wende was ruthless and ruthless, and that he had colluded with people from the Blood Demon Sect, so Chen Xuan wanted to avoid confronting him head-on and just relied on the power of the sword soul to fight a protracted battle with Song Wende.
After a while, Song Wende still didn't have the upper hand: "Boy, damn it, come here if you have the ability. How can you be a hero if you just dare to harass me?"
Chen Xuan said nothing: "I didn't say that I was a hero. Song Wende, don't you know what you did?"
"You can even apply poison on the blade of a sword, haha!"
Chen Xuan laughed and said.
As soon as this was said, many people began to discuss in low voices.
Song Baye shouted loudly: "Chen Xuan, don't be slanderous!"
As one of the top experts in the Dual Sword Sect, he had already achieved good results in the top twenty in the last competition.
Now a year has passed, and Song Baye's cultivation has reached the top ten, so the disciples around him are polite to him.
Now that they heard him speak, these disciples did not dare to continue talking.
"Damn Chen Xuan, it took so long to suppress it. This kid is stronger than I thought!"
Song Wende on the competition stage was a little anxious. He knew that if time continued to drag on, he might really be defeated by Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan was not afraid at all. Every time he swung his sword, the surrounding air quickly squeezed Song Wende's body.
At this time, Chen Xuan's pupils were filled with flames, and the aura condensed on his body was constantly increasing.
"Could it be that Chen Xuan has been hiding his strength just now? Why hasn't Song Wende defeated him yet?"
"Yes, it seems that Chen Xuan's cultivation is much stronger than we imagined..."