Supreme of the Heavenly Realm-Chapter 658 - 652: Departure

Half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

The day to venture to the Demon Ruins for training had indeed arrived.

Above the central square, a large number of disciples from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land had gathered. By the time Ye Xuan arrived, the place was already overcrowded and buzzing with noise.

"So many people?"

This situation made Ye Xuan, who had just emerged from his arduous cultivation, stunned as well. Estimating the number of disciples here, there seemed to be two to three hundred. This was not a small number, considering that, apart from the lowest-ranked service disciples, the entire Heavenly Martial Holy Land only had three to four thousand disciples—this group already amounted to about a tenth of the total number.

Among these disciples from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, new disciples only accounted for twenty to thirty percent. The rest were experienced seniors, and some of their auras were even surprising to Ye Xuan, suggesting that there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers among them.

The elder responsible for leading the team this time was none other than the Diancang Sword Saint, whom Ye Xuan had met before.

The two to three hundred disciples were divided into three squads, each led by a powerful disciple. The captain of Ye Xuan’s squad was surprisingly Zuo Lingyun.

The other two squad leaders were the president of the Qinghua Association, Mu Yan, and another Saint, Xiao Lin.

More senior disciples had signed up for this training. In Ye Xuan’s group, for example, there were only about a dozen newcomers. Members from Saint families, like Tang Xinlian and Leng Qianxing, were not in Ye Xuan’s group.

Indeed, the disciples who had some intentions all volunteered for this training. The Demon Ruins were, after all, a perilous place. Venturing there alone carried significant risks, but following the Sect’s team would be much safer. Even if it was just to experience this ancient perilous land, it counted as training for everyone.

After lingering in the square for a while, the large troop set out when the sun had climbed high in the sky.

From the Heavenly Martial Holy Land to the Demon Ruins was a distance of several hundred thousand miles. With the Transmission Array, about half of the distance could be saved, but it still required four to five days of travel.

Outside the Demon Ruins was a Demon City which served as a forward base for a large number of martial artists heading to the Demon Ruins, providing them a place to rest.

"Zuo Shi, it seems that this Senior Brother Xiao Lin has a liking for your sister," Ye Xuan whispered to Zuo Shi as they walked together. Zuo Shi’s fair face had turned a bit red from the sun’s blaze, and a thin layer of sweat covered her smooth forehead. However, her gaze darted toward Xiao Lin, seemingly annoyed.

Xiao Lin was very spirited, tall, and his muscular body conveyed a sense of strength yet retained a soft beauty. His broad shoulders appeared very secure, coupled with a handsome face. He was not yet thirty years old but already had the cultivation of a First Grade Martial Saint, making him a prominent figure among the disciples of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land.

"People who like my sister in the Sect can already be lined up in a long queue," said Zuo Shi, seemingly unimpressed. "Xiao Lin doesn’t stand a chance; my sister only likes men who are stronger than her."

In the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, many Elders and disciples fancied Zuo Lingyun. Although she was gentle and dignified on usual days, she was indifferent to any man and no one could get close to her. It wouldn’t be strange for Xiao Lin to try his best to court her during this training expedition.

"Men stronger than her? Aren’t there barely a few then?"

Ye Xuan shook his head with a smile, yet a figure emerged in his mind, someone he had encountered while harvesting the Purple Fruit. Perhaps that person’s strength should surpass Zuo Lingyun.

"There’s nothing wrong with that. If a man can’t be stronger than the woman he likes, what right does he have to marry her?" Zuo Shi said indifferently.

Hearing these words, Ye Xuan merely smiled and chose not to say more.

While Ye Xuan and Zuo Shi were whispering to each other, in the nearby second squad, there were two malicious glares fixed on them.

"Big brother, it’s this kid. He not only injured me but also stole my Immortal Spirit Grass. If we don’t avenge this, I’ll have no face to remain in the Sect," spoke a rather attractive woman, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment. It was Song Ling.

"Linger, don’t worry, a mere Sixth Grade Martial Venerable, crushing him is as easy as crushing an ant."

The man Song Ling called big brother was a blue-robed man, slightly muscular with fierce eyes. He was none other than the leader of the Qinghua Association, Mu Yan.

After observing Ye Xuan for a moment, he withdrew his gaze, "We have our people in the first group. The movements of this kid are all under our control. This trip to the Demon Ruins, I believe, will provide an opportunity to make sure he never returns."

"As long as big brother makes a move, that kid is undoubtedly dead."

A sinister smile appeared on Song Ling’s pretty face as she watched Ye Xuan from afar, her lips curling up. She was eager to see how Ye Xuan would cope.

Even if Ye Xuan clung to the powerful figure of Zuo Lingyun, she didn’t believe Ye Xuan would always stay with Zuo Lingyun. The moment he was alone would be his end.

At this moment, the vanguard of the large troop had entered the Demon City.

Demon City was massive, gathering a plethora of strong individuals entering and exiting the Demon Ruins. There were also many traders selling a variety of bizarre items, many of which were dug from the ruins and held considerable value.

"Lingyun, what do you think about this bracelet? Isn’t it pretty?"

Xiao Lin, having the rare chance to be in the company of a beauty, was especially generous. He stopped at a stall, picked up a blue bracelet, and sought to win Zuo Lingyun’s favor.

Zuo Lingyun coldly glanced at the necklace laid out on the stall, sparkling and translucent, containing a bit of the unique Ancient Spiritual Power from the Demon Ruins. It looked quite appealing, but how could she accept a gift from a man, especially from the ulterior-motivated Xiao Lin?

The vendor, seeing the troops of young men and women with remarkable Cultivation pass by, realized it was a powerhouse out on an experiential journey. From their attire, it was clear these were either wealthy or noble individuals, so he was eager to please.

"Buying something for your girlfriend? Ah, you’ve got such good taste! This bracelet is forged with the essence blood of an ancient Demon Beast and meteoric iron from beyond the heavens. Wearing it can greatly aid in Cultivation improvement, as well as strengthen the body and enhance beauty," the vendor grinned ear-to-ear as he spoke.

"Alright, I’ll take it!"

Though he knew the vendor was bluffing and talking nonsense, Xiao Lin was secretly pleased by the vendor’s description. Seeing that Zuo Lingyun showed no particular reaction, she of course wouldn’t bother explaining anything to the vendor, making him even more delighted. He immediately decided to buy the bracelet to gift to the beauty.

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