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There were only ten Dark Red Chance Points in total.

Bai Suxi took one, leaving nine.

He had to hurry up.

Not to mention taking them all, he should at least secure three for himself.

On the third day…

Bang!

A figure was sent flying, breaking numerous ancient trees, and finally embedding into the mountain wall, forming a character.

Puff!

Blood sprayed from Duan Hun’s mouth.

A sense of unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

Why?

As one of the most outstanding disciples of the Punishment Peak in recent years, he always ranked first among the inner disciples!

He never thought anyone would be his match!

But reality was completely different!

After entering the secret realm, he encountered Mad Blade first!

But he lost after a hundred moves!

Now, encountering the Shi Brotherss, the outcome was even more miserable.

Just ten moves. He was sent flying!

Clearly, they were both just entering the Sea Cleaving Realm!

“How could this be!” Duan Hun clenched his fists and staggered out of the mountain wall.

His face was full of humiliation.

But he didn’t continue.

Instead, he turned and left.

When the gap was too wide, he could only accept reality.

“Big brother, this guy is really strange. He’s so weak, yet he still wants to fight me.” Shi Yao spoke.

His voice was deep, but with a hint of childishness.

“Don’t mind him, let’s continue searching for treasures!” Shi Guang withdrew his gaze, cracked his neck, and his terrifying two-and-a-half-meter body emitted a muffled thunder-like sound, exuding a strong oppressive force.

“Okay, big brother, we must quickly become stronger and make Mom happy by making a name for ourselves!” Shi Yao said seriously.

Smack!

Shi Guang slapped Shi Yao on the head. “Don’t misuse idioms. It’s ‘make a name for ourselves’!”

“Are you sure? Big brother?” Shi Yao frowned slightly.

For him, such a heavy slap didn’t feel like anything.

“Of course, I’m smarter than you. Don’t forget, when I was six, I could count from one to ten!” Pride appeared on Shi Guang’s large square face.

“Now I can count to one hundred!”

“Okay, you’re amazing.” Shi Yao pursed his lips.

“Hey, let’s go. We need to check out other places. The old man outside before we came said there’s something we want in the Dark Red Chance Point.

“Don’t let others take it away!” Shi Guang walked ahead.

“That old man likes to talk halfway. I really want to beat him up, but unfortunately, I can’t beat him.” Shi Yao hurriedly followed.

The two big guys walked through the mountains and forests. Meanwhile, a huge third-level monster lay quietly on the ground in place.

—

“The fourth one.” A figure emerged from the darkness, facing a huge waterfall.

It was Meng Changqing.

Looking at the map, the Chance Points seemed relatively close.

But in reality, it was the opposite because the Xuanqing Realm was really vast.

Fortunately, he had enough true qi and had been rushing all the way.

Finally, he managed to get ahead of many people and consecutively seized three Dark Red Chance Points.

The advanced resources he gained were plentiful.

There were pills, as well as spirit medicines, all of which were items for increasing cultivation.

With just these, it’s enough to cultivate to the fourth or fifth level of the Sea Cleaving Realm.

“As long as I secure this fourth one, almost half of them will be in my hands.” Meng Changqing was quite satisfied with this.

After all, there were only ten Dark Red Chance Points in total.

As for why he could get so many, besides his own strong strength, it’s likely that others haven’t broken through to the Sea Cleaving Realm yet, or they just did!

Otherwise, with the strength of those few top disciples, once they breakthrough, it would be easy for them to control these third-level monsters.

“Continue.”

Just as Meng Changqing was about to enter the waterfall, footsteps were heard nearby. A figure emerged from the dense forest.

Dressed in black, with a stern face, he exuded the true qi unique to the Sea Cleaving Realm!

His aura was quite formidable.

Obviously, he was not an ordinary martial artist.

“Sea Cleaving Realm.” Meng Changqing nodded slightly. It was already the third day, so it was normal for Sea Cleaving Realm cultivators to start appearing.

He was lucky.

The first resource he encountered was the Little Broken Mirror Pill.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to breakthrough so quickly.

Judging from this person’s attire, he should be a disciple of the Punishment Peak.

Thinking so, Meng Changqing activated his probing eyes.

Basic Information:

【Name: Duan Hun】

【Race: Human】

【Cultivation: Sea Cleaving Realm, First Level】

Attribute Information:

【Root Bone: Third Grade

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【Comprehension: Excellent】

【Talent: Iron Hand】

【Techniques: “Qianyang Shattered Soul Palm” (Perfected), “Shattered Step” (Partial Mastery)】

“Duan Hun.” Meng Changqing suddenly realized.

No wonder the panel was so good.

Although his physique was not outstanding, his comprehension was rare, and he possessed talent.

In addition, he had mastered a profound-level high-level palm technique unique to the Punishment Peak to perfection.

Kong Linxue had mentioned several top talents among the inner disciples.

Duan Hun was one of them.

“I finally met these talents.” Meng Changqing’s lips curled slightly.

Besides obtaining resources, making connections with these talents was also his main purpose in coming to the secret realm.

However, although Duan Hun’s panel was impressive, there didn’t seem to be anything that truly interested him.

But that’s okay.

Attributes that were not needed could be decomposed.

Since they’ve met, it’s good to make some connections.

“A disciple of the Spirit Peak?” Duan Hun looked Meng Changqing up and down, and his expression became somewhat indifferent.

He remembered that since that special physique had advanced, there hadn’t been any particularly outstanding inner disciples from the Spirit Peak.

“Come, let’s have a fight. The winner gets this Chance Point,” Duan Hun said directly.

He was now quite frustrated.

He had always considered himself the number one among the inner disciples, but he was consecutively defeated, and even defeated within ten moves!

How could he not feel humiliated?

Now he must beat a martial artist of the same level to vent his emotions.

The person in front of him just happened to meet the criteria, being of the same realm, but looking unimpressive.

He was probably an ordinary disciple with average strength; not on his level.

In this case, it seemed a bit like bullying, but… he didn’t care!

He just wanted to vent his emotions now!

This person was just unlucky!