The two of them walked along the winding mountain road and reached halfway up the mountain.

Jin Ziming is still registered under the name of "Rogue Cultivator Demon Sword", but now he is a genuine casual cultivator.

They stayed at the "Yingbin Hotel" and informed Wang Zhiyao through the telegraph. Early the next morning, the other party came.

"I'm sorry, Zi Ming and Junior Sister Lin, we have been practicing new exercises yesterday. I didn't know you were here until I finished practicing this morning."

Wang Zhiyao apologized.

"We are all our own people, don't be too polite."

Jin Ziming cupped his hands and suddenly discovered that the other party was already in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

"Congratulations, Zhiyao, you have achieved a breakthrough in cultivation."

"Hehe, I just entered the Nascent Soul recently, but it's useless. Isn't it that I can't beat you?

You two have just arrived. Let me briefly tell you about this expedition.

There are no peripheral expedition teams this time, everyone goes to the core area.

The upper limit of cultivation level still cannot exceed the early stage of Nascent Soul. This is an iron rule set by the trolls.

But the lower limit, the sect is set at the middle stage of the Golden Core, Zi Ming, you are just right."

Wang Zhiyao smiled, and then he said:

"I will also go in this time and be a deputy team leader. I will try to be in a group with you so that everyone can take care of you."

"That's best." Lin Xi said happily.

The three of them were chatting happily, but unexpectedly, Wang Zhiyao was summoned to a meeting by the Black Demon Sect and had to leave in a hurry.

Two days later, Wang Zhiyao took the time to entertain them both, and Lin Xi asked:

"Senior Brother Wang, how many people will enter the Black Demon Sect this time?"

"The sect has already conducted a selection in a small space and determined ten candidates."

"How long does it take to enter the 'heart' space? I have plans later." Jin Ziming asked.

"It's almost time. I'm afraid we'll be leaving in two or three days."

"How many people from other sects or casual cultivators came?"

"The number is a bit astonishing. It is said that there are now 291 people."

Three days later, everyone was summoned to the courtyard of the guest house.

Jin Ziming glanced around and was surprised to find that there weren't many people there. Then his pupils shrank and he spotted two acquaintances.

One is Shen Xinchen, a strong casual cultivator who followed them after the last expedition, and the other is Li Jian, who had formed a mortal enemy not long ago.

The latter did not recognize him, but the former saw them, grinned, walked straight over, and said:

"Boy, beauty, we meet again.

For this adventure, I have worked hard to suppress my cultivation over the years and prevent myself from making breakthroughs.

In addition to the treasures in the troll's small space, you two are also a great motivation."

"It's such an honor to be able to help you.

Xinchen, you are such a rude man, how come you have such a delicate name?"

Jin Ziming joked.
Chapter completed!