Chapter 472: The Final Challenge

A careless day passed by suddenly, and there was only one day left before opening the Tomb of Tianhai...

In the early morning, after breakfast, Bai Chen and others gathered in the room, everyone looked at Bai Chen expectantly, waiting for his arrangements for the day.

After looking around at everyone, Bai Chen pondered for a moment, and then said: "How many healing elixirs of fifth-level quality and above do you have on your body? Can you lend them to me today?"

"I thought you were going to say something, isn't it just pills? No need to borrow them, just give them to you." Tang Qin took out a medicine from his waist and put it on the table: "These are the three pills my father gave me when I went out. A fifth-level elixir, a seven-color blood-coagulating elixir, this elixir can quickly repair open wounds and has minimal side effects."

"Three..."

Looking at the finely carved white jade bottle in front of him, Bai Chen showed a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Sensing his loss, Lin Mengyao quickly took out a wooden box from his waist: "This is the Luo Shen Qing Dan that my grandmother gave me before I left. It is also the fifth level and can restore the spiritual source of serious injuries."

"Yes." Bai Chen nodded and looked at the other people: "Is there any more?"

"Uh..." Bai Zhixue and Yang Chaoyue looked at each other and shook their heads.

Fatty Guo scratched his head in embarrassment: "Boss, you are talking about fifth-level elixirs. Except for the Lin family and the Pluto Sect, I don't think anyone else here can come up with such a high-level elixir!"

"I do have fifth-level elixirs, but I didn't take them with me before going out, so..."

Hearing Hua Sheng's words, Bai Chen smiled faintly: "Brother Hua, I know that if you have it, you will definitely take it out, but today is the last day to open the Tomb of Tianhai, and I want to try the last magical skill. If we can succeed in our cultivation, we will have another chance of winning!"

"The last spiritual skill?" Lin Mengyao's bright eyes flickered, recalling Bai Chen's scene at the Babel Tower, and asked angrily: "Is it the flying swords you mentioned?"

"Flying swords all over the sky?!"

Yang Qiuyu opened her beautiful eyes, remembering that she had also seen with her own eyes the flying swords Bai Chen used when fighting Mo Zhan. Although the power was extremely shocking, he could not control the power at all.

The cultivation of spiritual skills cannot be completed overnight. Yang Qiuyu's most powerful spiritual skill "Chain Prison Demon Sky Cannon" alone took her six years of good time.

So she, who knew this very well, expressed her opposition at this moment: "When has this happened, and you still want to take risks to learn spiritual skills that you have not mastered? If you were seriously injured before opening the Tomb of Tianhai, wouldn't we? You’re going to fall short!”

"Yes, Third Brother, just listen to Sister Yang's advice and don't take any more risks." Bai Zhixue also tried to dissuade her.

Seeing everyone's worried looks, Bai Chen slowly shook his head. Between his delicate brows, there was a stubbornness that would not hit the south wall and never look back: "I always have a premonition that this time when we enter the Tomb of Tianhai, we will encounter I have encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, and with the trump card in my hand right now, the strongest one is the Three-Colored Fire Lotus Slash, which cannot threaten the real strong ones at all!"

"Three-color Fire Lotus Slash?" Tang Qin raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it the eighth form of the Eight Drunken Immortals?"

"What age are you in?" Bai Chen rolled his eyes at her speechlessly, and immediately turned his gaze to the table, sighing in confusion: "Four pills are not enough to cope with what I am about to face. Challenge, what should I do..."

"Who told you not to tell me earlier? I went out in a hurry and only brought enough pills for myself. Otherwise, as far as my Pluto Sect is concerned, fifth-level pills are just like beans!"

Tang Qin's words immediately left everyone speechless. Even Lin Mengyao did not dare to say that the Lin family could eat fifth-level elixirs like beans.

It seems that in terms of strength, the Lin family may be able to follow the footsteps of the four major forces, but in terms of background, the Lin family is still a bit too young.

"Pluto Sect..."

Bai Chen gradually raised his face and looked directly at Tang Qin, with a fox-like smile appearing for a moment.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing this, Tang Qin thought that he was going to have some evil intentions to open those red eyes, and quickly hid beside Lin Mengyao.

"I didn't do anything, but suddenly a good idea came to my mind~"

Seeing everyone in a daze, the smile on Bai Chen's face became even thicker. He didn't explain anything to them, and continued to pretend to be incomprehensible, quietly sipping tea alone.

…

In an inn in the north of Qingshan Town.

"Lord Ghost King, do you think the people from the Phoenix Temple haven't shown up yet, or do they think it's enough to just leave one Chu Junran here?" Su Xiaowu asked doubtfully.

These days, she arranged for the five Qin Guards to monitor the movements of all forces, but only the people from the Phoenix Temple did not show up.

The Tomb of Tianhai, as everyone knows, is the tomb of the ancestors of the Phoenix Temple. If they don't send strong men to rob it, no one would believe it.

It can even be said that the Pluto Sect and the Yunxiao Sword Sect came here not for the inheritance power of the Tomb of Tianhai. They just wanted to take away some other treasures from the tomb. As long as they did not use the inheritance power, The Phoenix Temple naturally turned a blind eye and would not care too much about them.

On the contrary, if any force dares to interfere with the inheritance power of the Tomb of Tianhai, then this force will definitely be eradicated by the Phoenix Temple. Therefore, the Pluto Sect and Yunxiao Sword Sect do not have such courage and really dare to take advantage of the inheritance power. Yes, I'm afraid it's just Shengtian Academy and Bai Chen and his group.

The Ghost King did not show much confusion, his old eyes were deep and calm: "The strong men from the Phoenix Temple will come sooner or later. We just need to remember not to offend them. As for the others, we must not fall behind them!"

"But Mr. Ghost King, although Shengtian Academy did not send any old guys this time, it still sent out all the elite disciples of the younger generation. What if we conflict with them while fighting for the treasure?" Luluo asked again.

"Oh, if that really happens, I will personally stop the dolls from the academy. The three of you will take the opportunity to enter the tomb first. Grab as many treasures as you can except the power of inheritance. You can grab them as soon as possible. Evacuate!”

"Yes, Ghost King!" The three of them responded in unison, only following the Ghost King's orders.

"Master Ghost King, let me buy you some fish ball cakes. I heard that the fish ball cakes in Qingshan Town are famous for their deliciousness. I think you will like it." Su Xiaowu suddenly stood up and looked at the Ghost King who nodded with a smile. , turned around and walked away.

This kind of trivial matter could have been handled casually by just asking the servants to do it, but Su Xiaowu actually flattered her personally, which fell into Lu Luo's eyes, making her look even more disgusted.

The Ghost King has been in charge of the Pluto Sect for decades, and everyone in the Pluto Sect respects him. Ever since she joined the Pluto Sect, Su Xiaowu has relied on her extraordinary talent to climb up the ladder at all costs. She has spared no effort to please the Ghost King. , there are even rumors that she dedicated her body to the Ghost King when she was sixteen years old. Later she would acquire earth-level spiritual skills. Her strength improved rapidly within a few years, and she eventually became the Sixth Saint of the Pluto Sect.

This woman, despite her young age, has absolute control over old men. Even a cruel and indifferent old monster like the Ghost King who has lived for hundreds of years has no choice but to bow under her pomegranate skirt.

Pushing open the door, Su Xiaowu did not forget to turn around and cast a charming wink at the Ghost King. However, when she saw the Ghost King and others, their expressions suddenly changed. Immediately, her face was hit by someone. A man's chest was as hard as steel.

"Hey, isn't this Senior Sister Su from Wanjiantang? You're fine~"

After a brief collision, Su Xiaowu immediately dodged back with instinctive reaction, and instantly saw the handsome young man with a bright smile in front of him, and his pretty face turned cold: "Bai, Bai Chen!"