Wait a minute, where is my master?

Qiu Li felt the slimy sensation on his upper body and the faint smell of Three Fresh Food, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide and roar!

At this time, Lu Yiqian, standing opposite him, swallowed and vomited again!

"Damn!"

Seeing the other party still going, Qiu Li cursed in his heart and quickly closed his mouth and stepped back.

This time, his bare upper body did avoid another filthy baptism, but according to the parabola principle, Qiu Li's pants were the unlucky victims.

From his mouth, Junior Master spat out filth that traced a beautifully curved arc in mid-air.

It landed precisely on the bald lower half of the person standing opposite him.

"Aaaaah! Σ_(꒪ཀ꒪」∠) Vomit~"

Seeing his whole body smeared with filth, Qiu Li couldn't help but shriek.

Perhaps it was too disgusting, he started to dry heave halfway through his scream.

After the dry heaving,

the now "dirty" chief disciple of Pan Shi Valley glanced down at himself and, with a face pale as iron, chose to use an Escape Technique to find water to wash himself clean.

It's not that he didn't know how to use methods like the Body Purification Skill. It's just that Qiu Li felt that only water could wash away the filth on him.

Besides, staying there to be ogled by Loose Cultivators and fellow disciples was way too embarrassing!

Seeing their senior brother suddenly sprinting away,

the remaining cultivators of Pan Shi Valley exchanged glances, unsure whether to keep questioning the Blazing Sun Sword Sect or follow their now "dirty" senior brother.

The scene fell into an eerie silence for three breaths.

Finally, it was Zhao Ming, "a different one," who took the initiative to break the silence.

He called out and led the cultivators of Pan Shi Valley, following the scent left by Qiu Li and quickly left the area.

As for the second layer of the examination or whatever, they could continue participating after their senior brother had cleaned himself up.

Meanwhile, the disciples of the Blazing Sun Sword Sect and the watching Loose Cultivators' expressions had gone numb.

They never expected such a tense conflict to end in such a disgusting manner.

Actually,

it really wasn't entirely Junior Master's fault for vomiting.

At the very least, he shouldn't be entirely blamed.

Having held it until now after eating a meal prepared by the "number one chef of the Shui Clan," he was already among those with a resilient cultivator's heart.

Moreover, Lu Yiqian had not left Qiu Li without options, but alas, the chief disciple of Pan Shi Valley was just unwilling.

Of course, the most, most, most important reason was that Junior Master just couldn't hold it in anymore.

Originally, he could have endured it for the sake of his face and the reputation of the Blazing Sun Sword Sect.

Lu Yiqian had planned to find a secluded place to vomit and then come back to explain to the other party.

But who could blame him when the gang of bald cultivators from Pan Shi Valley, with their pale green heads, suddenly reminded him too sharply of the Three Fresh Food he had eaten.

So, Lu Yiqian felt that he truly couldn't be all to blame.

After Qiu Li and the group of disciples from Pan Shi Valley had retreated,

Junior Master Lu Yiqian vomited a few more times before he finally began to recover.

It mainly helped that the group of bald-headed ones had left, so he didn't have to "see heads and think of dishes" anymore, and his recovery naturally quickened.

However, after this incident, the sword cultivators of the Blazing Sun Sword Sect were somewhat reluctant to approach their Junior Master. Although vomit doesn't cause physical damage, the spiritual damage is great!

If someone suddenly spews on you, it's enough to make you miserable for a good few days.

In the end, it was Zhao Dabao who seemingly out of nowhere brought a cup of water for Lu Yiqian to rinse his mouth with.

"Dabao, at the critical moment, it's you who never leaves my side."

Junior Master spat out a mouthful of water and said, somewhat sentimentally.

"Junior Master, don't misunderstand me, I just feel that in the Blazing Sun Sword Sect, it won't just be me with Ice and Fire Spirit Roots being laughed at in the future."

Fatty Zhao said honestly from a distance.

Junior Master Lu Yiqian: "..."

Under the temporary pavilion not far away.

Jin Xu's attention was also drawn to Lu Yiqian, who seemed as deep and vast as an abyss.

The amber-colored calf floating in mid-air, however, was somewhat displeased.

It was just a few spits of bodily fluid, yet these humans made such a big fuss about it.

The young Taoist in front of him had halted his conversation to stare.

"Hey, it's just a few spits of bodily fluid. You humans are really strange. You regularly consume the fluids and remains of plants and even refine them into various kinds of pills in creative ways, so why can't you stand it when it's your own kind doing the spitting?"

"..."

After hearing the amber-colored calf's words, the young Taoist Jin Xu intended to explain.

This thing was truly different.

But before he could figure out how to begin, the topic was already shifted to the Seven-orifice Exquisite Heart Fruit.

"The Crystal Soul was shattered by your team, right? And your side, the black side, was the winning one.

That said, your team now possesses one hundred and five Qingmu Points."

And the Qingmu Points needed to exchange for the Seven-orifice Exquisite Heart Fruit just happen to be that number.

Do you want to exchange for it?"

The amber-colored calf flicked its tail, asking the young Taoist.

It didn't even mention the big hole that had been made on the chessboard.

"Of course, let's exchange for it."

Jin Xu had entered this black and white conflict not just for the token that allowed passage to the third layer, but primarily for that fruit.

So, hearing the amber-colored calf's inquiry, he responded affirmatively without hesitation.

At the same time, he felt somewhat relieved.

"That was close. If the Qingmu Points needed were any higher, I wouldn't have been able to exchange for it."

"Are you sure? Don't you want to think it over? You know, these Qingmu Points don't belong to you alone; they belong to your whole team."

The amber-colored calf confirmed again with the young Taoist.

Jin Xu was slightly taken aback upon hearing the other's words.

He had shattered the Crystal Soul on his own, and one might say he had led them to victory, so he hadn't considered this issue before the amber-colored calf asked.

Seeing the young Taoist in a daze, the amber-colored calf continued as if it knew what he was thinking, "Even though you shattered the Crystal Soul and led the victory, by making decisions on your own, won't your teammates have any objections?

What if they also had something they wanted to exchange?"

As the amber-colored three-inch calf spoke, its appearance began to change.

Its amber color faded, and its fur turned into a distinct black and white. Its ears gradually grew longer, resembling those of a rabbit, and a horn emerged on its forehead.

After the transformation, a glint shot from the horn on its head, and Yu Yaoer and Little White who had been waiting outside the pavilion for Jin Xu.

And Fatty Zhao, who was not far away, suddenly appeared in this place.

Meanwhile, the cultivators outside were oblivious to the anomaly occurring inside the pavilion.

In their eyes, it was still the amber-colored calf talking with the young Taoist.

Even from Lu Yiqian's perspective, it appeared as if Fatty Zhao had taken the initiative to bid him farewell and walked into the pavilion himself.

Thus,

The challenge of the second layer of Qingmu Secret Realm had officially begun!