Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Sitting in the central position among them was a man whose face had a somewhat sinister appearance, and his aura was exceedingly powerful. It was clear he had reached the late stage of the ninth level of Divine Scholar, with only a step away from the peak of the ninth level.

However, the most attention-grabbing aspect of this man was not his cultivation, but rather his empty sleeve that hung loosely, indicating he was a one-armed person. This man was none other than Qian Jin, one of the top five outer sect fighters of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion!

With him here, the identities of the other four were self-evident. Aside from the other four top fighters of the outer sect, no one else was qualified to train alongside Qian Jin.

The cultivation of the five was top-notch, and as time passed, even twenty-five pieces of divine crystals were completely absorbed, after which everyone opened their eyes and ceased their training.

Qian Jin scanned the group with a gloomy expression and said:

"Alright, today's training will stop here! There isn't much time left before the grand competition begins. If we keep training like this, maintaining the best state, it will suffice!"

The robust Mu Zhan chuckled upon hearing this, revealing a row of neat teeth, and said:

"Don't worry, Brother Qian Jin. Our strength has significantly improved compared to before. This time in the grand competition, we're sure to earn ourselves a good ranking!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Jin instinctively glanced at his missing arm, his expression somewhat downcast, and suddenly spoke coldly:

"Hmph! That brat who stole our millennia stone heart milk hasn't been found yet; what have you all been doing! The outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion isn't that large, how can't you even find one disciple!"

Upon hearing Qian Jin's words, a few of them looked displeased. After all, they were all from the outer sect top five, equal in status, and couldn't tolerate such reprimands. Moreover, even though Qian Jin had previously been able to comfortably hold the position of the first in the outer sect, now with one arm missing, his combat power had greatly decreased. In a real fight, Qian Jin couldn't be considered the strongest among the five.

The Heartless Blade Wu Lang also kept a icy demeanor and said:

"Qian Jin, we too are eager to find that brat who stole the millennia stone heart milk, but even if we haven't found him, you can't just scold us at will!"

Qian Jin froze at his words, immediately realizing that his strength was far inferior to before. If a fight really broke out, he would definitely be the one to suffer!

Although Qian Jin felt very displeased and stifled inside, he held back his anger toward Wu Lang and the others, merely stating fiercely:

"Hmph! That brat is cunning. He had better hope I don't catch him, otherwise I'll show him the meaning of brutality!"

In Qian Jin's view, everything he lost was caused by Lin Chen, with him now marked as Qian Jin's greatest enemy!

Although a Divine Scholar's divine elemental power was strong enough, repairing broken limbs wasn't simple. Only upon reaching the Divine King realm could he achieve the rebirth of severed limbs, and clearly, Qian Jin hadn't reached that realm. But there was still hope, as many miraculous pills existed, including Spirit Pills that could regenerate severed limbs. However, such pills were expensive, far beyond what Qian Jin could currently afford.

Upon hearing Qian Jin's words, everyone echoed him, saying nothing more. It was evident to everyone that Qian Jin was in a semi-mad state, and anyone provoking him would face a terrible outcome.

At this moment, the Ice Fairy Chu Hanrou in the corner heard the discussion about Lin Chen, and could not help but have that figure appear in her mind—the overpowering Soul Power of Lin Chen's left her an extremely deep impression.

"Although I don't know who you are, I hope you don't get killed by Qian Jin!"

Towards Lin Chen, Chu Hanrou had complex feelings, though she didn't delve deeper, not realizing that she already had a special sentiment towards Lin Chen.

At the same time, while the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion were striving to cultivate, people from other sects were not idle either.

In the mountains of the Kaiyuan Sect, three figures were meditating in a cave. Suddenly, they opened their eyes and fiercely released their aura, their aura displayed mastery at the peak of Divine Scholar Ninth Level, even stronger than Qian Jin from earlier!

Below a waterfall at the Luoshui Sect, a young girl in a purple dress was meditating, sitting quietly beneath the waterfall, unaffected by the surrounding noise. Suddenly, a deer ran towards her, seemingly lost, and ran straight in the direction of the girl in the purple dress.

The girl in the purple dress suddenly opened her eyes, and a purple glow swirled within them, the deer immediately froze, its eyes gradually losing their sparkle, then fell to the ground.

If Lin Chen were here, he'd be stunned to discover that the girl in the purple dress was the same girl he had encountered at the Treasure Pavilion, and the move she just performed was distinct from all other martial techniques.

Soul Technique!

This girl also held mastery over Soul Techniques!

In a subterranean area of the Blazing Sun Sect, lay a field of lava, red-hot magma boiling, with surrounding rocks turning red from long-term exposure. In this environment, few creatures could survive, yet amidst it all, was a figure seated cross-legged atop the rocks, barely a stone's throw away from the lava.

This person wore a red robe, even his hair was red, and his eyes were closed to indicate he was training, appearing from afar as if he was a mere rock.

Suddenly, the lava rolled over, and a surge of scorching magma set off a direct flame toward this individual.

At this moment, the red-haired man's eyes opened, swiftly extending his palm, intercepting the lava with his bare hand, like a child playing with water!

Remember, the temperature of lava is extremely high; even approaching it would dry out one's body fluids. Being able to grasp lava with one's hand, this person's strength was absolutely formidable!

Upon careful observation, one would find a layer of extremely faint but almost invisible red luminescence on the red-haired man's palm, emitting a pure divine elemental aura.

"Haha, my Lava Palm is finally mastered. This time, let's see who dares to contest with me!"

Atop the mountain in the Sunlight Sect, a figure sat cross-legged, the blazing sunlight directly and unabashedly shining upon him. Ordinarily, anyone would retreat due to the high temperatures, but this man remained calm, seemingly unfeeling of the heat.