Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

The ones who came on the stage were Prince Yi and Zhou Yian. Zhou Yian was in the late stage of foundation building, and his cultivation was one level higher than Prince Yi.

But Prince Yi was not afraid at all. He stood there proudly, like an extremely majestic golden peacock.

Zhou Yian looked at a child who was only five or six years old and actually acted so condescendingly. Even though he knew that the person in front of him was Prince Yi, who had a heavenly spiritual root, a trace of displeasure flashed through his heart.

Exactly!

This time I come to kill you!

Heavenly Spiritual Roots! If you are not in our sect, then you will be a threat to us in any sect! If I can't rob you, I might as well... kill you!

Zhou Yian was furious. He stood in place, looking at Prince Yi with murderous eyes.

There is something wrong with that man! Chen Diji looked at Zhou Yian's eyes and felt uncomfortable all over. He even felt that he really wanted to kill Prince Yi.

but...

His eyes turned to Chen Wanruo and Mu Lingfeng who were also in the Jindan stage.

With them around, he wouldn't succeed.

Thinking of this, Chen Diji withdrew his gaze and continued to meditate.

In addition to Chen Diji, Zhu Wuhen and Chen Wanruo also discovered the problem with this person, but they would not take any action before it was exposed. Zhu Wuhen did not even consider taking action because of his low cultivation level. He was thinking about how to inform Chen Diji or Mu Lingfeng and the others about this matter.

But when he turned around, he saw Chen Diji slowly closing his eyes. He understood and secretly laughed at himself in his heart.

Zhu Wuhen, ah Zhu Wuhen, you can see it, how can they not see it! They must have other plans in mind for this matter, so don't bother yourself.

“Zhengxuan Ding!” Prince Yi took out the Zhengxuan Ding before the man attacked, and looked at Zhou Yian provocatively, “Junior brother, what are you doing standing there? Come on! Please stop wasting time, I’m still waiting to win first place and give the treasure to my junior brother!”

Prince Yi has no shortage of treasures on him, and he wants to take the first place simply to keep his position as Chen Diji's direct disciple.

You know, he was the one who brought Chen Diji up, so he will naturally take responsibility to the end.

Besides, this Chen Diji was chosen by Chu Yi himself. Since his recognized junior brother has become Chu Yi's personal disciple, he will naturally protect him.

Who made him do that? He’s my brother!

Zhou Yian saw that Prince Yi was so rampant, he took out his sword and pointed it at Prince Yi, "Brother Ziyi, I am sorry for offending you!"

"Stop talking nonsense and come on!" Prince Yi ordered bluntly. Zhou Yian got angry when he heard it and attacked quickly.

With a loud "clang", the sword collided with the Zhengxuan Ding.

"Brother, if this is all you can do, you won't be able to defeat me!" Zhou Yian felt relaxed all over, while Taizi Yi gritted his teeth and resisted with great effort.

Damn it! If I had known there would be a competition, I would have practiced sword fighting in advance. It's better to say that now I can do nothing but fly and make pills!

I'm so angry! I'm so angry!

Prince Yi did not expect that this late foundation building cultivator would be so difficult to deal with. He tried his best to barely resist a few attacks, but he had no idea that the person in front of him was not truly in the late foundation building stage, but at the peak of the foundation building stage.

His purpose of coming here this time was to kill Prince Yi during the competition!

“Brother!” Zhou Yian saw the proud child of heaven who was said to be so talented by word of mouth struggling under his hands. A smile flashed across his mind. “They all say that you are a proud child of heaven, a once-in-a-million-year talent. But in my opinion... you are just so-so..."

"In order to complete the task as quickly as possible! Senior brother, don't blame me for being rude!" After saying that, he immediately drew back the sword, stood with one hand on his back, "Long Lotus Sword, go!"

The red light flickered, and the Changlian Sword moved closely following the movement of Zhou Yian's fingers. Prince Yi didn't know what Zhou Yian was going to do, he just felt that the power on the tripod seemed to have lightened a lot.

He quietly leaned in to see what kind of ghost gourd Zhou Yian was selling. It would have been better if he hadn't looked. When he did, he was so scared that he quickly hid in the cauldron.

After making sure it was safe, he patted his chest and said, "I almost died. Fortunately, I dodged quickly!"

When he stuck his head out just now, he saw the Changlian Sword flying towards him quickly. If he had not reacted immediately and hid, that strike would have determined the outcome.

“Ahahahaha…” Zhou Yian burst into laughter when he saw Prince Yi hiding in the cauldron. “Is this the owner of a heavenly spiritual root? He’s too weak!”

"Come out, senior brother. If you don't come out, I'll win!" Zhou Yian said arrogantly, and everyone who saw this scene whispered to each other.

"It turns out that the Heavenly Grade Spiritual Root is so weak!"

"It's normal that a mid-stage foundation building player can't win against a late-stage foundation building player!"

"How can this be normal? When Senior Sister Zhong and Senior Brother Zhang were fighting just now, they fought for a whole night. Isn't Senior Sister Zhong also only in the middle stage of foundation building? Isn't she also an alchemist? I think this heavenly spiritual root is not as good as the best spiritual root!"

The voices of the crowd soon reached Prince Yi's ears. Prince Yi hid in Zhengxuan Ding and thought about how to get out.

"Brother Ziyi, can he beat this guy?" Zhu Wuhen was a little worried, but compared to winning the game, he was more worried about Prince Ziyi's safety. "I hope Brother Ziyi can complete the game safely. Whether he can win or not... is not important!"

Chen Diji remained silent the entire time. He could see that Zhou Yian's attacks were almost all killing moves, and he really wanted to kill Prince Yi.

Seeing that Prince Yi had not come out yet, Zhou Yian did not want the game to end like this. After all, his mission was to kill Prince Yi, then crush the teleportation token and return to the sect.

He used the Changlian Sword to try to pry open the Zhengxuan Ding. Even if he couldn't, he planned to sneak in through the gap between the cauldron and the ground and kill Prince Yi.

Prince Yi had naturally noticed Zhou Yian's movements.

While the Changlian Sword was prying the cauldron, he prepared to share the direction from which the sound came.

"Three, two, one! Zhengxuan Ding!"

He used all his strength to push the Zhengxuan Ding towards Zhou Yian. Zhou Yian was caught off guard and was hit by the Zhengxuan Ding and flew out.

"Ah!" When Zhou Yian flew away, he saw Prince Yi who was unharmed. He waved his hand vigorously and the Changlian Sword quickly attacked Prince Yi.

Prince Yi took one look and turned and ran away.

"Ah...ah...help...I'm not good at fighting..."

Prince Yi was being chased by a sword. By the time Zhou Yian finally stopped and steady himself, Prince Yi had already run several laps around the arena.

In order not to delay time, he raised his hand to stop the Changlian Sword.

Seeing that Changlian Sword did not continue to chase him, Prince Yi immediately stopped, called back Zhengxuan Ding, and straightened his back.

"cough cough"

"What...what is the late stage of foundation building? It's just...nothing more than this!"