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"What rank is the ethereal sect residence?" Ling Yitong asked.

"Rank-3," Ling Chuxi said. In the past few hundred years, the ethereal sect had not produced any decent talents and had always kept a low profile. Many of the lower-ranked sects thought that they were a fourth-grade sect. Even Ling Chuxi had thought so in the past. However, she later found out that the ethereal sect had always maintained the title of a third-grade sect. This time, when they participated in the competition between the aristocratic families, they should also be assessed from third to second grade.

"That\'s not bad. I heard that the assessment competition for the families below the second rank will only be held in Qingyuan City. Those above the second rank will be held in other cities, which are very far from here. Even with the Stardust shuttle, we won\'t be able to make it." Ling Yitong said.

"Then let\'s go to Qingyuan City and cheer for the ethereal sect residence!" Ling Zhongyu said excitedly.

"There\'s no hurry. It\'s already night now. We won\'t be able to make it even if we rush there. We can still make it in time if we leave tomorrow morning." Ling Yitong said.

Qingyuan City was not too far away from Xiuzhou city, so Ling Chuxi was not in a hurry to travel in the middle of the night. After dinner, everyone went back to rest.

The night passed uneventfully. Before dawn the next day, Ling Chuxi bade farewell to Xia Yimin and the others and brought the Ling family to board the Stardust shuttle and head towards Qingyuan City.

The morning sun had just risen, driving away the thin mist that shrouded the ancient city. Although it was still early, Qingyuan City was already packed with people. From the competition arena in the center of Qingyuan City, deafening shouts could be heard.

"It\'s starting so early?" Ling Chuxi and the rest left the Stardust shuttle and walked into the city. They were a little surprised when they heard the shouts.

From the deafening shouts, it seemed that the competition was going on particularly intensely. In order to prevent people from interfering with the competition, the competition stage had a restriction array. Even Ling Chuxi was unable to fully explore it with her divine sense. She could only vaguely see a few black shadows flying and moving around on the stage, fighting fiercely.

"Roar!" A beast\'s roar came from afar, and the figures on the stage split. A thin young man was struck in the chest by the opposite spirit beast, and he flew out while spitting blood.

"Zhuo fanglin!" Only then did Ling Chuxi see who had been injured by the spirit beast\'s claw.

In the past, Zhuo fanglin had accidentally learned the seven injuries cultivation technique of the demon race. He had also comprehended the true essence of the seven injuries cultivation technique with the help of Ling Chuxi\'s extremely brutal punches and kicks. Zhuo fanglin\'s strength had increased greatly, and he seemed to already have the cultivation of a monarch. However, even so, he had still been injured by the claws of that spirit beast. It could be seen how fierce this spirit beast was.

Ling Chuxi gathered her divine sense and took a closer look. She saw that under Zhuo fanglin\'s clothes that had been torn by the spirit beast, there were crisscrossing blood stains. Some of them had already formed scabs, while some were still bleeding. It was obvious that he had already been injured quite badly before today.

Ling Chuxi found it a little strange. Since he was already injured to this extent, why was he still allowed to go up the stage?

Looking down the stage again, Ling Chuxi saw the figures of Chi hanbing, elder Jie, elder Tong, Zi Yin, Ye Xiaoqi, and the others. From the pale faces of Chi hanbing and elder Jie Tong, as well as Shi chenhua and the others, they were also seriously injured and had not recovered.

Just as Zhuo fanglin was about to fly out of the dueling ring, his body suddenly sank, and one of his legs hooked onto the railing at the side of the dueling ring. He turned his body around, and he fell heavily onto the dueling ring.

After the exclamations, there was a burst of cheers from the audience. Chi hanbing and the others let out a long breath, and they looked at Zhuo fanglin with anticipation. Of course, they couldn\'t bear to see him like this.

"That\'s not right. I heard that in the past, unless one is a spirit beast, they are not allowed to bring a spirit beast into the competition." Ling Yitong\'s cultivation level was not low. She also saw the situation on the field and asked curiously.

Ling Chuxi\'s heart clenched slightly. Judging from the performance of Chi hanbing and the others, this should be the most crucial match in the ethereal sect residence. Otherwise, Zhuo fanglin would not have been so persistent. However, judging from the current situation, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to resist that spirit beast.

Ling Chuxi did not care about the rules anymore. She directly rode her flying sword and flew towards the competition arena.