There was chaos and disorder, people were thrown to the ground, the scene was in a mess and it was a horrible sight.
I don't know what Yun Xian ate to grow up, but he could actually run so fast. Qiao Lingshan was struggling to keep up with him. Looking back, she could still catch a glimpse of the huge and terrifying outline of the Ice Shadow Giant Lizard from such a distance. Her breath was immediately caught in her throat: "Yun Xian! What should we do next?!"
Liu Shi, who was behind, was caught off guard and exchanged a blow with the giant lizard. His chest felt numb and painful, and he was stunned.
Several times stronger than he imagined!
"What did you say?" Yun Xian said as he ran, "The wind is too strong - I can't hear you clearly -"
Who told you to run so fast? Qiao Lingshan had no choice but to shout: "I say - what should I do next -"
Before coming, Yun Xian said that she had developed a set of exquisite tactics, and when the time came, she would just act according to her mood and let herself believe it. Although Qiao Lingshan didn't believe her at all, at least she was the leader, so she had to obey her orders reluctantly.
The monitor lizard's dignity was being taunted by a foolish, weak human... No need to provoke, it flew into a rage, snatched the Ganoderma Lucidum root, and thundered towards us. Though its speed wasn't particularly fast, as it pursued, emerald green blood spurted from its abdomen. A bloody storm engulfed the sun and moon, and the oppressive feeling was overwhelming. Liu Lin, with the lowest dual cultivation level, fell to the last, his face pale.
The other Sword Sect disciples had originally used him as bait, and now they were busy escaping for their own lives, so how could they possibly help save him?
Seeing the monitor lizard's forked tongue emitting a fishy smell approaching him, about to spray venom, Yun Xian's ears became sharp again and gestured: "Right now..."
In the chaos, a red light flickered crazily on her left arm. Taiping Sword liked this kind of atmosphere and seemed very excited. It wanted to join in the fun, but Yun Xian pushed it back with his finger and then slapped the scabbard: "Sword!"
Although she was still getting used to the "Qi Shuang" sword Su Chi had given her, she could still use it fluently. As the words fell, Qi Shuang instantly rose to life, and Yun Xian summoned all of his spiritual power, turning around and flying backwards on the sword.
This caught everyone off guard.
What’s the situation now? There’s no time to run, so why would anyone go back?
Liu Shi brushed past her but didn't stop her. He sneered, "You want to rob the pill? Ridiculous. It seems you really don't have any confidence in your own strength..."
From the beginning, he saw Yun Xian's intentions and naturally did not stop him. How could it be so easy to snatch the pill from him?
Yun Xian interrupted lightly: "I'm not talking to you, don't pretend to be familiar."
Liu Shi's fragile spirit was provoked again, and he shouted angrily: "Yun Xian, you!"
When he is unhappy, Yun Xian is happy.
Liu Shi snorted coldly and ran forward without looking back.
Qiao Lingshan followed behind, her heartbeat growing ever faster. She stared at Yun Xian's back, her breath slightly caught, her concentration completely focused. What kind of ingenious battle plan was this? Could she really kill the giant lizard? No, it was impossible. Although she had never seen Yun Xian use his full strength with his sword, the gap in their cultivation was enormous.
Just when her mind was full of thoughts of "escaping from the shell", "luring the tiger away from the mountain", and "the empty city plan", and she was about to perform Sun Tzu's Art of War, Yun Xian finally rushed to the end of the team. Behind them were four disciples of the Sword Sect, their faces pale, and they were already struggling under the furious pursuit of the giant lizard from behind.
Under normal circumstances, the giant lizard's speed would not be enough to catch up with them, but setting up the lock blood formation just now had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy, and now the plan was disrupted and could not be continued; but even so, no one had any intention of asking Liu Shi in front for help.
It’s not that I don’t want to, but I dare not.
As the overlord of the Northern Realm, the Sword Sect has always adhered to the principle of the survival of the fittest. Whoever is the strongest is the leader, and showing weakness is shameful. Moreover, although they don't show it on the surface, they know deep down that Liu Shi, who can use his disciples as bait to capture monsters, is unlikely to come back to rescue him.
Moreover, those who were left behind were all people with lower cultivation, so Liu Shi would not care. He would not even remember who brought what or who had what strengths. In Liu Shi's eyes, he only cared about whether it was useful or not.
At this moment, a cold sword wind blew and a girl fell from the sky.
The familiar heroic features and neat sword robe. This young swordsman's eyes were clearly dark, yet they would reveal a fleeting glint when someone looked at them. He stood straight, his demeanor was stern, and he looked like a completely respectable person.
…Why on earth would she be arguing with Liu Shi?
Everyone thought so, so when the bright and handsome Yun Xian said to them with a smile in the tone of a gangster vendor, "Brother, would you like to draw your sword?", they were all shocked for a moment.
"What?" Liu Lin stared with wide eyes, suspecting he had misheard. "What did you say?"
"I asked, should I use my sword?" Yun Xian repeated patiently, "Looking at the strength of the one behind, it will take at least another half an hour to chase. It's difficult, right? If you use my sword, it's not impossible for me to force Liu Shi to chase from behind."
Another Sword Sect disciple asked cautiously, "You are from the Eastern Realm, why are you helping us?"
It seems that things happened too quickly and they still don't know who is the culprit.
"You can't say that." Yun Xian casually threw the piece of venison from his storage ring into the giant lizard's mouth. Amidst the deafening roar of anger, he smiled and raised a finger, waving it in front of the few people: "Ten hemostatic herbs per person, 20% off for two people, do you want to take it?"
Blood is shed here at every turn. The usefulness of Hemostatic Grass within the Secret Realm is self-evident; it's practically considered hard currency, and can even be exchanged for points later on. Furthermore, due to the Secret Realm's restrictions on storage rings, it can't be brought in in large quantities. This means the circulating supply of Hemostatic Grass is roughly fixed; every use means one less.
Of course, Medicine Sect disciples can dig for it themselves using their own techniques, but it's relatively rare and easily snatched away.
Disciple of the Sword Sect: "......"
So this is the idea?!
Despite their fury, they also felt a subtle sense of relief. Having something to gain was always better than having nothing to gain.
"Ten?! Are you robbing us?" the Sword Sect disciple angrily asked, "Each of us can only bring two into the secret realm. Where did we get so many hemostatic herbs?"
"Don't pretend." Yun Xian said, "I just overheard that the Dao Sect's herbs are all stored in your storage ring."
"When did you hear that..." the disciple let out a word, then said firmly, "I won't give it to you. This is the sect's reserve!"
Yun Xian: "Then you can just wait for Liu Shi to come back and pick it up. The storage ring won't be digested, but people will."
disciple:"???"
Stop teasing, Yun Xian asked: "Then how much do you say?"
The tone was actually quite negotiable. The Sword Sect disciple choked for a moment, but without thinking too much, he said, "At most eight."
"Okay, eight trees, that's eight." Yun Xian said quickly, "Hurry up, it's catching up!"
Judging from her excited tone, she probably only wanted three trees at first.
"No!" Liu Linshuang was still relatively clear-headed. Even in this situation, he could analyze the pros and cons. "Even if it's difficult, we can escape if we try our best. But if we give her the hemostatic grass, we'll only strengthen the Eastern Realm's combat power..."
That was a good point, but another person blurted out the truth: "How much combat power does the Eastern Realm have?"
Liu Linshuang: “?”
Yun Xian was calm and composed: "That's right."
Liu Linshuang: "..."
His thick eyebrows furrowed again, evidently in a state of considerable distress. The prolonged use of spiritual energy had taken its toll on everyone's internal organs, leaving a faint trace of blood at the corners of their mouths and throats. It looked as if they were on the verge of collapse, when Yun Xian spoke again.
"There's one more thing you seem to have misunderstood." She smiled, then glanced back at the Ice Shadow Giant Lizard still shedding blood. Then, her smile faded from her face. "Since I can rescue you, I can also stop you. Losing four people right after entering the secret realm would be a serious blow even for the Sword Sect."
"You have two choices: I take it all, or I give you some. What do you think?"
The threat is strong.
Liu Linshuang's face paled. He was still too naive. He actually subconsciously thought Yun Xian was someone easy to get along with!
"So." Yun Xian pressed the Taiping Sword he had just thought of and said lightly, "How do we decide?"
"You don't want to drag down the Sword Sect, do you?"
The stench of the giant lizard still lingered. Liu Shi and his group in front of them had long since disappeared. One of them bit his lip, then finally let go and said angrily, "It's just... there are four of us. How are you going to send us off?"
"Isn't this simple?" Yun Xian nodded his chin to the side, where a numb-faced Qiao Lingshan stood. His tone was visibly happy:
"Two here, two there, just right!"
There was chaos inside the secret realm, and it was even more lively outside the secret realm.
The Four-Way War had been held numerous times, and everyone was familiar with the process. Initially, each sect kept to themselves, each seeking opportunities to eliminate the free-roaming demonic beasts within the secret realms. They would then seize the opportunity to gather natural treasures, medicinal herbs, and spiritual plants. Once their reserves were complete, they would have roughly seven days left, allowing them to recuperate and gather their strength for the final battle.
Even if enemies meet on a narrow road, and there's a deep grudge between the two sects, for the sake of the greater good, they'll only engage in minor skirmishes, not actual combat. First, there will inevitably be a chaotic fight, and everyone is conserving their strength; whoever loses first will suffer the most. Second, the battle is ranked by points, and at the beginning, everyone has very few points. Even if they completely wipe out the enemy, their side won't gain anything at all, and will likely be exploited by others.
Driven by this unspoken rule, the early battles were almost nothing to watch. The major sects tacitly divided their spheres of influence. As long as they vaguely sensed the presence of another sect nearby, they would avoid each other and even encounters were rare.
The projection stone is open all day long, and several waves of people come and go. Even if they come to watch, most of them are there to see the supervisor.
The turbulent waves on all sides can often be reflected in the attitudes of the four people.
For example, now, Liu Chang from the North Boundary and Li Pei from the South Boundary are being sarcastic to each other, while Master Mingguang from the West Boundary and Su Chi from the East Boundary are still being autistic. But although they are all autistic, Liu Chang obviously still has some fear of Master Mingguang, but has no such respect for Su Chi at all.
But no matter how Liu Chang tried to scheme and provoke, Su Chi's face always had the same expression of "Are you done?", and then he began to wipe his sword coldly.
I don't know what's so good about polishing that sword. I polish it in the morning and in the evening, whenever I have nothing to do, and I polish it silently. As a result, the Burning Moon Sword is just like its sword master. Not only is it free from dust, there is not even a single crack. It is very new and very rare.
On the other hand, the sword Qishuang he had gifted to Yun Xian had already become dusty and chipped in just a day and a half. Yun Xian didn't even bother to clean his own face, so how could he have the time to clean his sword? The saying "a sword takes on the form of its owner" was exactly that.
Liu Chang's random punches hit cotton, and sometimes he even felt that the person sitting on the stone platform was not a person, but a stone.
At this moment, some changes occurred in the projection stone.
Originally, everyone was dealing with the monsters in a natural way. At most, everyone sighed that the swordsman named Zhong Changyao from the Southern Realm was really lucky and would never return empty-handed wherever he went. But soon, they discovered that Yun Xian and Qiao Lingshan were acting suspiciously and were loudly plotting some strategy.
"Run away after you finish playing, okay?" Yun Xian said to Feng Ye, "Don't get caught, or you'll get beaten."
Feng Ye received the task and said, "Understood, don't worry!"
Qiao Lingshan stood nearby, looking conflicted. "Should we really go? What should I do then?"
Yun Xian was confident: "Don't worry, I have a clever plan. Just follow my mood when the time comes."
Qiao Lingshan paused: "Why should I care about your expression?"
Yun Xian stroked his hair smoothly: "A slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue, a look of the eye."
After the three of them conspired, they split into two groups. Feng Ye hurriedly ran out with the precious treasure from the Qin Pavilion that was too heavy for anyone else to snatch, while Yun Xian and Qiao Lingshan sneaked into the Dao Sect's sphere of influence in the cover of night.
Everyone was suddenly in an uproar.
What is this doing?
Was he going to take advantage of the situation? Impossible. Even the Blade Sect had to set up a formation to surround and kill this monster. The two of them alone probably couldn't even cut through its legs. Was he going to cooperate? Even more impossible. The undercurrents between the North and East Realms were obvious to anyone with eyes. And Yun Xian seemed to have some grudge against the leader, Liu Shi... Was he going to disrupt the situation? Not to mention whether it could be done. Even if she succeeded, what good would it do her? Wouldn't she be afraid of being targeted by the Blade Sect later?
If we eliminate all possibilities, then whatever remains, no matter how outrageous it is, is the truth.
Could it be that the two people in Jiange wanted to turn hostility into friendship and do good deeds without leaving a name? She came quietly and left quietly, waving her hand without taking away a cloud?
After figuring it out, everyone sighed.
"As expected of a sword cultivator, the height of his thoughts is beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"Although it sounds outrageous, seeing the corners of Su Chi's lips rise a little, I think he is also very satisfied with the actions of his juniors."
"Where did it go up? Hasn't it always been like that? Am I blind?"
"There are really not many good girls like this now..."
Amidst sighs, everyone watched as the two men knocked Liu Hui unconscious with ease.
I watched Yun Xian throw the half-eaten apple into the lake.
As they watched the giant lizard begin to chase them, both groups ran for their lives.
Then I watched Yun Xian go back to discuss business with a skilled and smooth attitude. The whole set of operations vividly explained what it means to "create demand if there is no demand."
She smiled and took the hemostatic grass before letting the Sword Sect disciples come up. She also asked them to stand in front, not leaving her back to anyone - although the two people in front were dizzy from swordplay and almost vomiting due to the bumpy ride, she still maintained this sincere and simple caution.
The situation suddenly became awkward.
Everyone was silent: “………………”
Nothing else to say.
Why are you so skilled?!
Was his previous celestial presence all fake? Was he too good at acting?
This situation was unprecedented in his life. The crowd in front of the projection stone, which had been gradually dwindling, suddenly became full. Amidst the conversation, Liu Chang looked at the picture in the projection stone, and his face suddenly became very gloomy and ugly.
Li Pei, however, enjoyed watching the fun and laughed out loud: "Interesting!"
"Interesting?" Liu Chang snorted coldly, "You can even call such a lowly and vulgar trick interesting."
"Inspectors are supposed to monitor the secret realm for violations, not to administer justice," Li Pei retorted. "This woman didn't harm anyone, and her actions were legal, compliant, and reasonable. How can she say something interesting requires your approval? She's been fooled by these inferior tactics. Master Mingguang, isn't that interesting?"
Master Mingguang said: "Amitabha."
Liu Chang: “…”
Li Pei: “…”
Liu Chang was extremely furious, especially when he noticed Su Chi's hand pausing slightly while wiping his sword, and the corner of his lips actually raised a little. He was furious and wanted to get back at them immediately: "They are only concerned with the petty gains in front of them. Do they think they can protect the herbs if they have them? Without strength, everything is just empty talk!"
There are many people who share the same idea as him, such as Liu Shi and his group who had just escaped from the Ice Shadow Lizard in the secret realm.
In the cave, Liu Hui rubbed the back of his still aching neck and spat, "That was too harsh..."
Liu Shize glanced grimly at the Dao Sect disciples who had been thrown into a corner by Yun Xian, and confirmed, "You don't know where she is, and you've taken the hemostatic grass?"
After receiving a positive answer, he took a deep breath, obviously extremely angry.
"How dare you plot against me..." Liu Shi gritted his teeth, then sneered after a moment: "Never mind, it's nothing. No matter how much she took, I will make her give it all back. I want to see, without anyone to protect her, what can she take now, but will she be able to use it later?"
Even though they were from the same school, Liu Hui couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw his expression.
At this moment, just as he finished speaking, a resounding voice, enhanced by the power of a Qin cultivator, came from the southeast, instantly resounding throughout a quarter of the secret realm:
"Hemostatic grass, one hundred points per plant, hehe!"
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