Chapter 14 Young Unicorn List

Mo Qingkuang didn't know what would happen next. Since his whereabouts had been suspected, he had to collect flowers as quickly as possible to achieve his goal.

Then he entered the main hall and fished in troubled waters!

When Mo Qingkuang entered the main hall, he was shocked by the scene in the hall.

Do you know about the melee of more than 200 people? Shouting and screaming were endless.

He stood at the door of the hall and looked closely.

This main hall is about one hectare of land, and nearly a hundred stone pillars that can be hugged together support the entire palace roof.

There are many flower patterns carved on the stone pillars, which are lifelike. What surprised Mo Qingkuang was that the material of the stone pillars seemed to be quite unusual. There were so many people fighting fiercely, and there were not a few casualties, but there was no damage at all, and even the stone pillars were not stained with blood.

There were many stone tables in the hall, and it was estimated that there were dozens of them. Each of these stone tables had a small stone box, some of which had been opened, and some were still protected by the prohibition with a red glow and had never been opened.

"These are the secrets left by the Flower King." Mo Fan said softly.

"Ancestor, many restrictions have been broken, there are too many monks and too little meat." Mo Qingkuang said.

There are more than 200 people in the hall, and the five people are evenly distributed. What's more, there are strong people who want to get more.

So it is natural that the scene is so intense.

In the center of the hall, a throne made entirely of flowers sits a handsome middle-aged man.

I don't know what secret method it is, the flower throne has not withered for so many years, it is still delicate and full of vitality.

That must be the body of the flower king. After so many years, it is not rotten at all, just like when he was alive.

"Friend, just arrived?" Just thinking about it, a voice came from the side.

"You are..." Mo Qingkuang turned his head and looked at a boy about 18 years old standing next to him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking very decent.

"I am a disciple of the big flag sect, Zhong Nian, I wonder what sect you are from?" Zhong Nian clasped his fists.

"No sect, no school, just a country bumpkin." Mo Qingkuang looked him up and down for a while and said casually.

"Haha, as a casual cultivator, you dare to wade into this muddy water, which shows that you are quite confident in your own strength." Seeing that he didn't get the answer he wanted, Zhong Nian didn't get annoyed and still greeted him with a smile.

Mo Qingkuang asked: "The battle in the hall is fierce. Since everyone is here to find treasure, why don't you join in the fight, brother Zhong?"

Zhong Nian smiled awkwardly: "My friend, you don't know. My Daqimen is a small family. I know I don't have the strength to fight for such an opportunity. It's better not to humiliate myself."

"Since you don't want to fight, what did you just come in for?"

Zhong Nian smiled proudly: "Haha, my Daqimen has always made a living on intelligence. There is a saying circulating in the Tianxuan Empire. Do you know it?"

"What is it?"

"Once the Daqimen arrives, the truth will come out."

Zhong Nian smiled and said: "My Daqimen has never participated in disputes and is self-sufficient by selling intelligence. This is such a big thing as the Nianhua King's Mausoleum, there must be some interesting things."

"I just need to know how the battle is here and what the Tianjiao have gained. Then I can report."

"Look, the two people fighting at the stone table near the throne."

Mo Qingkuang looked over and saw a blue and a white figure. The man in the green gown was a suave rich young man, with yellow light flashing on his fist, showing that he was at the level of a martial artist.

The white figure was a woman, with a slender figure, wearing a white skirt, a light veil covering her face, her eyes were lively, but her moves were cold and decisive. The palm wind was shining with blue light, also a martial artist.

"That young man is Song Qian from the Song family of Xuannan City, with the strength of a second-grade martial artist. His physique is between the earth level and the heaven level, and he is the first among the new disciples of the Yuanjian Sect this year!" Zhong Nian said with a smile.

"He was spotted by the elders of the Yuanjian Sect in the disciple-recruiting competition and was accepted as a personal disciple early on. Because his physique is earth-oriented, he was given the earth-level technique "Earth Vein Secret", and his strength has greatly improved. He is now ranked 67th on the Young Unicorn List."

It turned out that this was Song Qian, who was indeed very strong, and his talent was even better than his.

"That woman in white dress is also extraordinary. She is the ninth princess of the Zhongzhou royal family, Han Yan'er. She is 28 years old, a first-class martial artist, and is said to have a ground-level physique. She practices the royal secret book "Ice Emperor Gong" and ranks 81st on the Young Unicorn List."

"So it's a fight between the royal family and the Yuanjian Sect. But from the looks of it, the royal family's strength doesn't seem to be enough to fight against the Yuanjian Sect, and the ninth princess Han Yan'er has gradually fallen into a disadvantage." Mo Qingkuang looked at the two people fighting fiercely and murmured in his heart.

"By the way, what is this Young Unicorn List you mentioned?" he asked Zhong Nian.

Hearing this, Zhong Nian coughed a few times in a reserved manner and cleared his throat: "The Young Lin List is a list that our Great Banner Sect has compiled for young talents under the age of 20 in Tianxuan. Above it is the Hidden Dragon List. The Grandmaster List, etc."

"The Hidden Dragon List is for young talents under the age of 30. You know, Song Qian and the Ninth Princess were able to be on the Young Lin List at the age of 16 or 17, which shows their talent. Generally speaking, the Young Lin List is basically composed of disciples who have entered the sect for several years to study."

"Oh? Is Lin Yang from Tiannan City on the list?" Mo Qingkuang couldn't help asking. He was eager to know what position Lin Yang held among the younger generation of Tianxuan?

"Lin Yang? Legend has it that he has a heavenly bone and a fire-attributed physique. He entered the rank within a year when he was young, but then his cultivation stagnated for unknown reasons and he has not made any progress in the past ten years. Recently, he suddenly rose to prominence and broke through the eighth rank in three months. He is now a top warrior. His cultivation method is unknown. His most recent move was to defeat Mo Qingkuang, a pseudo-martial artist, in the Tiannan City disciple-recruiting competition. Due to too few battle records and too many ups and downs, he is temporarily ranked 99th on the Young Lin List."

"Ninety-nine? What about Mo Qingkuang?" Mo Qingkuang still couldn't help asking his own name.

"Friend, my Daqimen makes a living by selling intelligence. What I just said is all a gift. If you want to ask again..." Zhong Nian rubbed his middle finger and index finger together and made an embarrassed expression.

Damn! And he's charging money?

Mo Qingkuang was speechless, but out of curiosity about himself, he took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it to Zhong Nian.

Zhong Nian happily took it, put it in his mouth and took a bite, then said with a smile: "Thank you. Mo Qingkuang took banned drugs and was defeated by Lin Yang, his meridians were destroyed, and news of his death has been reported today. He was a pseudo-martial artist when he was alive, and was defeated by Lin Yang, who was ninety-nine. The Young Lin Ranking only includes the top 100, so Mo Qingkuang is not on the list."

"Me!" Mo Qingkuang was mad, and he wanted to strangle the guy in front of him.

Five taels of silver in exchange for a person who was not on the list? The information was all about his embarrassing defeat? I was invincible in Tiannan City before, and you guys let the dog eat it?

Seeing Mo Qingkuang staring at him fiercely, Zhong Nian's heart trembled, and he smiled apologetically: "Friend, do you have a past with Mo Qingkuang?"

More than a past? I am him, you know!

"No past!" Mo Qingkuang snorted unhappily. At this time, he was already "dead" and could not be exposed to cause unnecessary trouble!