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第四卷 七星岛 第六百六十六章 偶遇

Fortunately, this place was already in a remote area with little interaction with the outside world. Thus, despite being a small sect, Stone Tiger Academy lived a peaceful and carefree life.

Originally, the Confucian lineage rarely admitted female disciples. However, there weren't many people around, let alone those with spirit roots. To ensure the sect's survival, this rule had been broken over the past millennium, splitting into upper and lower academies.

The lower academy now housed several hundred female disciples, with their head being a cultivator at the Condensation Core stage.

Seven-star Island was indeed different; Stone Tiger Academy was merely a fourth or fifth-rate small sect. In terms of strength, it was on par with second-tier sects in Youzhou's cultivation world.

"Senior Sister, this is early morning practice time. Why are you pulling me out?" A young woman called out from the forest, her voice tinged with dissatisfaction.

"Junior Sister, we've known each other for so long; when has your senior ever wronged you to let you out for something good?" Another voice responded, sounding more composed and slightly older.

"But if I don't do morning practice, Master will punish me by making me face the wall for half a month," the first woman complained. The mention of facing the wall brought a hint of fear in her tone.

They were on the back mountain of Stone Tiger Academy, two women dressed in long robes walking slowly along a forest path. They were around twenty years old, one with a slender figure and wearing a red robe, while the other was shorter and wore a green one.

"Senior Sister, stop teasing me. What's the real reason you brought me out?" The green-robed girl raised her eyebrows in annoyance.

"Well, I wanted to give you a surprise," sighed the woman in red. "But now, Junior Sister, I found a ginseng plant."

"Ginseng?" The green-robed girl was shocked. "Senior Sister, are you joking? Ginseng is just common; it can be bought from pharmacies in the mortal world. Why did you make me miss morning practice for this?"

"For someone so young and impatient, Senior Sister has nothing to tease you about," the woman in red replied with a hint of displeasure at her complaint. "Ordinary ginseng isn't rare, but what if it's over six or seven hundred years old?"

"Six or seven hundred years?" The green-robed girl was suddenly delighted. "Senior Sister, I misunderstood you. Ginseng that old could fetch many crystal stones."

"Yes," the woman in red agreed. "Now, come with me; there’s a protective beast near it—a one-horned python snake."

"One-horned python snake?" The green-robed girl's expression changed to alarm. "That's a first-grade upper-tier monster."

"Don't worry, such beasts are no match for us in a one-on-one fight," the woman in red reassured her. "But with our combined strength, we can easily defeat it."

"Right, that makes sense." The green-robed girl nodded, her anxiety dissipating. For low-ranking cultivators like them, daily expenses were tight. Selling such a precious spirit herb could bring substantial rewards.

Thus, missing morning practice was not a big deal.

The two women quickly used their lightness techniques and hurried off.

That ginseng plant had been there for some time but hadn't been discovered by other cultivators of Stone Tiger Academy. The location was naturally well hidden, taking them nearly half an hour to reach the spot.

Jungle vines were everywhere here, but as cultivators, they could navigate such treacherous terrain with ease. Otherwise, even mortal martial artists would find it difficult.

"Junior Sister, we've arrived. See that rock? That's where the ginseng is growing," the woman in red stopped and pointed excitedly.

"Yes, there’s a cave nearby; that must be the one-horned python snake's lair." The green-robed girl nodded, but her expression was tense. The aura of the monster was stronger than expected—had it already started to advance?

This wasn't good!

But with such valuable treasure in sight, they had no choice but to proceed. They exchanged glances and took out their spiritual artifacts.

A sword and an jade ruler appeared, but from the energy fluctuations, they were merely low-grade items. This was not unusual; a low-ranking cultivator could usually earn only a few crystal stones after a year of effort. Even such a low-grade artifact often cost them decades of savings.

As the saying goes, "A nobleman's home is filled with fine food and wine, while the poor freeze to death on the streets." The disparity in wealth was just as stark in the cultivation world.

The two women focused intently, reciting incantations. Suddenly, a strange phenomenon occurred.

From about seven or eight meters above their heads, a rumbling sound akin to thunder but also like galloping horses echoed. Above them, an intricate array appeared out of nowhere, followed by gusts of wind and numerous bolts of lightning, setting trees ablaze with its immense power.

"What is this?" The two women were stunned as the lightning approached; they quickly retreated, using their spiritual artifacts to protect themselves.

Fortunately, the strange phenomenon didn't last long and soon vanished. A white light flashed, revealing a person from within the array.

The youth had an ordinary appearance but was covered by at least three layers of protective barriers, each thick and shimmering, making it impossible to look directly at him.

Though low-ranking cultivators, the two women weren’t inexperienced. This young man’s display suggested he wasn't just any low-rank cultivator.

With a mental probe, they were even more alarmed; his depth was unfathomable, and no one—not even the head of Stone Tiger Academy—could match this terrifying presence.

So, could he be at the late Condensation Core stage?

Excitement flashed in their eyes but quickly turned to unease. Such an opportunity was rare; whether it brought fortune or misfortune remained uncertain.

The youth’s expression had been serious until he emerged from the array, visibly relieved and letting out a sigh of relief. He then waved his sleeves, making the protective barriers vanish, and the double rings in his hands retracted into his sleeves. Finally, he looked around before landing on them.

"Two ladies, where are we?" he asked slowly.

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