Completion of the First Ring of the Consecutive Task

Ke Bei slowly raised the broadsword to his chest. Thinking of the Nine Yang Divine Skill he was about to obtain, a warm current flowed through his heart. A trace of strength suddenly welled up in his extremely exhausted body.

"Seven."

Ke Bei took a deep breath. Looking at the junior members of the Divine Race that were eerily stiff in mid-air, he slowly took a step forward and swung the broadsword down with a slash.

Puchi!

The broadsword traced an arc and cut off the neck of the junior member of the Divine Race.

Deng, deng, deng.

After the slash, Ke Bei's body swayed, and he took three steps backward in succession before barely managing to steady himself. There was a determined glint in his eyes. Ke Bei suddenly bit his lip hard, using the pain to severely stimulate his tired nerves. He was afraid that he might suddenly faint.

Thanks to the presence of Han Lingyue, the task that had seemed almost impossible to complete had become much simpler. Ke Bei felt that this was an opportunity given to him by fate. If he fainted and failed to seize this opportunity, ultimately causing the task to fail, Ke Bei would never be able to forgive himself.

This task was extremely important to Ke Bei. If he couldn't complete it, he wouldn't just miss out on the long-awaited Nine Yang Divine Skill; he would also never have the chance to practice any internal martial arts in the future.

Without internal energy, how could he enhance his strength?

Ke Bei couldn't accept such a result, so even if he had to risk his life, he was determined to complete the task.

"Six."

Ke Bei swung the sword and spat out a mouthful of blood violently. His head felt dizzy.

"Hold on, Ke Bei! You must hold on!"

He shook his head vigorously. Ke Bei gripped the sword handle, and the faintly silver-glowing blade slid across his palm.

The broadsword that had already been stained with Ke Bei's blood was extremely sharp. Even with just a gentle swipe, a deep wound that exposed the bone appeared on his palm.

Chi~

Ke Bei sharply inhaled a breath of cold air, and his drowsy head suddenly became much clearer.

"Five."

"Four."

"Three."

Taking advantage of this burst of energy, Ke Bei swung three consecutive slashes in one go. After these three slashes, the last trace of strength in Ke Bei's body was completely drained, and his eyelids became as heavy as a mountain. Ke Bei's body swayed a few times and then slowly began to fall towards the ground.

"Am I finally going to fail?"

Ke Bei gave a bitter smile, and his body uncontrollably fell downward.

"Damn it! Is it really necessary to work so hard?"

The moment Ke Bei was about to hit the ground, Han Lingyue moved and caught him in his arms.

"Han... Boss Han, there are still three left. Help... help me up."

"Damn it! Do you still want your life, kid?"

Han Lingyue's expression was serious. He wanted to raise the white jade fan in his hand and give Ke Bei's head a good knock, but he was afraid of knocking out Ke Bei, who was already at his limit. He raised his hand and then put the white jade fan away.

"Open your mouth."

In Han Lingyue's hand, there appeared a divine pill the size of a longan, crystal clear and translucent.

"Damn it! I've really suffered a great loss today. You two useless brats. You've exhausted yourselves like this just by killing a few junior members of the Divine Race. Aren't you ashamed?"

Han Lingyue forcefully pried open Ke Bei's mouth without giving him a chance to speak and stuffed the intermediate-level divine pill, which was worth a million crystal coins, into his mouth.

Divine pills are of great value. If a powerhouse at the peak of the third level obtains a divine pill, the probability of breaking through to the Transcending Mortality Realm increases by a certain amount.

The main purpose of Han Lingyue's personally taking action to kill the members of the Divine Race was to find out the truth about the Divine Miracle. Incidentally, he also wanted to obtain some divine pills.

Now that he had broken through to the Transcending Mortality Realm and reached another level of cultivation, he was about to become an instructor at the Genius Training Camp. These divine pills were gifts prepared for his future students.

The moment he swallowed the divine pill, Ke Bei felt a warm current instantly flow through his entire body. It was incredibly warm and indescribably comfortable. The places where he had been injured by the junior members of the Divine Race were completely healed in the blink of an eye.

As his body gradually recovered, Ke Bei felt that his eyelids were no longer so heavy. He slowly opened his eyes.

"Boss Han, what did you give me to eat? It's so amazing. Why do I suddenly feel like I have strength in my body again?"

Ke Bei jumped a few times in disbelief and looked at Han Lingyue with a puzzled expression.

"Do you really not know?"

Upon hearing Ke Bei's such an idiotic question, black lines appeared on Han Lingyue's forehead.

"Know what?" Ke Bei was stunned.

"Damn it, Boss! You're the boss. Don't tell me you risked your life to kill the junior members of the Divine Race just for money."

Han Lingyue was truly speechless. The effects of divine pills were not a secret. How could there be someone who didn't know the uses of divine pills?

"Er, a junior-level divine pill is worth a hundred thousand crystal coins. If it's not for the money, what else could it be for?"

Ke Bei scratched his head and blushed a little. Of course, he couldn't tell Han Lingyue that he had killed the junior members of the Divine Race to complete the consecutive task of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, so he could only say it was for the money.

"Damn it! I'm defeated by you. Just now, I gave you an intermediate-level divine pill, an intermediate-level divine pill worth a million crystal coins!"

"Divine pills are not just for exchanging crystal coins; they can also save lives. Understand?"

"Divine pills are the essence of the lives of the members of the Divine Race and contain a huge amount of life energy. As long as you still have a breath left, swallowing a divine pill will ensure that you'll be alive and kicking in a short while."

With a hint of helplessness on his face, Han Lingyue slowly explained these common-sense things to Ke Bei.

"This thing can be eaten?"

Ke Bei took out a junior-level divine pill from his bosom and curiously examined it for a long time. He really didn't know the effects of the divine pill. When he was an ordinary person before, he didn't even know the existence of the members of the Divine Race.

He just didn't know why, when he swallowed the divine pill, his whole body felt warm. This feeling seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had had a similar experience before.

"There are still three left."

Shaking his head, he temporarily put aside the chaotic thoughts in his heart. Thinking of the Nine Yang Divine Skill he was about to obtain, his heart suddenly burned with excitement. He stared intently at the junior members of the Divine Race that were frozen like ice sculptures and slowly raised the broadsword.

Shua, shua, shua.

With a wave of his hand and a slash of the sword, facing the immobile junior members of the Divine Race, Ke Bei effortlessly killed the last three junior members of the Divine Race.

"Congratulations, host, on completing the first ring of the task of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. The host will receive the first three layers of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Do you want to claim it immediately?"

The moment Ke Bei killed the hundredth junior member of the Divine Race, the clear prompt sound of the system rang out in his mind.

Finally, it was completed. It was truly a case of a sudden turn of events and a new lease of hope.

An uncontrollable joy welled up in Ke Bei's heart. He had almost despaired before. Killing a hundred junior members of the Divine Race had seemed almost impossible at that time. He just hadn't expected to meet Han Lingyue, this incredibly powerful and abnormal young man.

"Hahaha, Boss Han, thank you so much!"

Ke Bei laughed wildly and hugged Han Lingyue, who had a surprised expression on his face.

"Did you enjoy the killing?"

Remembering the way Ke Bei had risked his life to kill the junior members of the Divine Race just now, Han Lingyue had a faint smile on his face and asked jokingly.

"I enjoyed it. I really enjoyed it."

Thinking of the system rewards that he could claim at any time, Ke Bei smiled happily. He had been coveting the Nine Yang Divine Skill for a long time. With the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the power of the Li Family Throwing Knife could truly be unleashed. Its power was definitely more than ten times stronger than when Ke Bei had shot it out with brute force before.

"How many junior members of the Divine Race did you kill?"

Han Lingyue glanced at Xiao Jiu and then at Ke Bei. Raising his eyebrows slightly, he slowly asked.

"Eighty-seven."

Ke Bei answered readily.

Upon hearing the data Ke Bei reported, Xiao Jiu's face suddenly changed. He couldn't believe it. He had actually lost.

Xiao Jiu was a Chosen One and possessed the extremely abnormal innate ability of the Vajra Body. Even in the Genius Training Camp of Jiujiang Base, where there were many talented people, his strength could rank among the top twenty among the third-level powerhouses.

He had never expected to lose to Ke Bei this time.

Although the two of them hadn't had a direct battle, through this, it could be indirectly seen that Ke Bei should be a little stronger than him, or at least he was more willing to take risks.

"Let's go. It's time for us to go back."

Han Lingyue gave a strange laugh, looked at Xiao Jiu, and said.

"En."

Ke Bei nodded. He had already completed the task and was eager to find a secluded place to claim the rewards of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Since Han Lingyue had suggested going back, he naturally agreed.

"There are still many divine pills that haven't been collected yet?"

Hearing Han Lingyue say that they were going back, Xiao Jiu said in a deep voice.

"This is easy."

A golden light flashed in Han Lingyue's eyes. Streaks of dark cyan energy condensed between his ten fingers. With a slight movement of his wrist, ten streams of energy suddenly shot out.

"Collect."

Han Lingyue gave a cold shout. An invisible force passed through the bodies of all the members of the Divine Race. Suddenly,One by one crystal-clear divine pills rose into the air and floated above Han Lingyue's palm.

Looking at the floating divine pills, Han Lingyue smiled slightly. He took out a backpack and waved his hand casually. All the divine pills fell into the backpack.

"Now we can go."

Han Lingyue turned around and smiled at Ke Bei and Xiao Jiu.

"Aren't you going to kill the remaining members of the Divine Race?" Xiao Jiu coldly swept his gaze over the remaining junior members of the Divine Race and asked with a hint of eagerness. Although he had lost to Ke Bei, he was very unwilling. He hadn't really gone all out to kill before, while Ke Bei had risked his life. Therefore, he wasn't convinced and wanted to have another contest.

"Hahaha, Xiao Jiu is still not convinced, huh?"

Han Lingyue tapped Xiao Jiu on the head. Looking at Xiao Jiu's eager expression, he laughed heartily.

"Leave the remaining junior members of the Divine Race for the people in the base city to kill. Commander Wang, Commander Xiao, and Commander Ye are all powerhouses at the upper level of the Transcending Mortality Realm. This little matter can be left to them."

Han Lingyue smiled slightly and took the lead in walking forward. Ke Bei looked at Xiao Jiu, smiled, and followed. Xiao Jiu looked at the members of the Divine Race with red-glowing eyes somewhat dejectedly. After being silent for a moment, he also followed.