The cultivator surnamed Gong did not know that Xiang Sheng had deduced that she was from the Underworld based solely on the contents of the jade slip.
Even if you know, don't panic.
Now everyone's attention is on the palace. Even if someone guesses her identity, they don't have the time to kill her.
She had no intention of entering the bronze gate. By the time these people came out of the palace, she would have already returned to the underworld.
Thinking of this, she became more and more eager to go back, and couldn't help but remind him:
“This place has been buried deep in the secret realm for too long. The great soul cultivators recorded in the jade slips have long since perished. Most of the palaces are now ownerless, so it’s not difficult to open them.
I studied the contents of the jade slip for a long time and deduced a soul seal that could open the bronze door.
However, our cultivation is definitely not as good as that of the ancient cultivators. One or two seals may not be enough to drive the bronze door. We can only win by quantity. Why don't we try it together?"
When everyone heard that she had a way to open the bronze door, there was naturally no reason to refuse, and they all agreed happily.
The Soul Dao Seal is not difficult. The cultivator named Gong spread out the seal formula to share. In a short while, everyone learned it, but no one took the initiative to try.
The monk surnamed Gong was eager to return home. After waiting for a while, he finally couldn't bear it any longer and was the first to cast a seal towards the bronze door.
The green seal sank into the door like ink soaking into paper, without causing any ripples.
Seeing that there were no bad consequences, everyone lost their worries and raised their hands to throw out the magic seals.
Rumble——
Dozens of magic seals were inserted, and the bronze door suddenly moved, slowly opening with a rumbling sound, but it only opened a tiny gap before it seemed to lose its strength and stopped again.
Seeing this situation, everyone naturally didn't need to show their bodies and continued to perform magic seals.
With enough strength to support it, the bronze door slowly opened to both sides with a continuous roar...
A quarter of an hour later, the gap in the bronze door finally opened wide enough for one person to pass through.
At this moment, a person in the group of casual cultivators suddenly turned into a shadow, flashed through the crowd like lightning, and disappeared into the gap.
"Hahahaha...all the treasures are mine!"
A triumphant laugh echoed in front of the door.
Several people in the group of independent cultivators immediately became furious and rushed in regardless of anything.
The last person rushed in with half of his body submerged in the gap, and suddenly realized something was wrong.
Why is it so quiet behind me?
He turned around in surprise and saw a group of people behind him who were indifferent and just looked at him coldly. Some of them even had a look of gloating on their faces.
Impulsive!
He woke up immediately, but was a step too late. His body was quickly swallowed by the gap and disappeared.
The place became quiet and silent, and after a long time, no sound was heard from inside.
Feng Xuan frowned imperceptibly.
There was no movement inside. Either the people who went in did not encounter any danger, or... there was something like an isolation barrier inside the bronze door, which made it impossible to transmit any useful information.
"It seems that throwing stones to test the waters is useless."
The Soul-Scattering Demon Lord suddenly laughed, his old face wrinkled with laughter, as if he had completely forgotten the previous unhappiness.
The purple-robed youth from Shengxian Peak followed with a smile and said, "Senior Sanhun, Junior Brother Feng, Fairy Chengjun, how about we go in together?"
The Soul-scattering Demon Lord chuckled, "That's exactly what I was thinking, but did you forget someone, Young Master Chai?"
The purple-robed young man raised his eyebrows, quickly understanding what the man meant. He turned his gaze to the cultivator surnamed Gong and smiled.
“Senior Sanhun is right, I had forgotten about Fellow Daoist Gong.
Fellow Daoist Gong, please come in?"
The moment the purple-robed young man saw the monk surnamed Gong, his face beneath the bandage had turned pale.
By the time she got here, she had already used up most of her cards. If she went into the bronze door again, what difference would that make her seeking death?
She was panicking, but her eyes didn't show any fear. Instead, she revealed anger. She spoke in a cold voice:
"If Fellow Daoist Chai doesn't believe what the jade slip says, why did you spend money to buy it?"
"Why are you so angry, Brother Gong?"
The purple-robed young man was not annoyed at all and continued smiling:
“Fellow Daoist was able to research the door-opening seal, so I naturally believed what the jade slip said. However, I have only been exposed to the jade slip for a short time, far less than Fellow Daoist Gong.
If Daoist Gong is willing to be your guide, I, Shengxian Peak, am willing to pay you four bottles of Out-of-Body Stage Superior Unowned Yuan Qi as a reward, and we will share all we gain after entering. What do you think?"
As soon as the purple-robed youth finished speaking, the leader of Wangxian Peak said:
"Fellow Daoist Gong, my Piaoxue Palace is willing to pay six bottles of Out-of-Body Stage top-grade ownerless vital energy. The conditions are the same as those of Shengxian Peak."
The smile on the purple-robed young man's face suddenly disappeared. Before he could speak, he heard the "Fairy Chengjun" from Piaoxue Palace say, "Seven bottles of ownerless vitality."
Feng Xuan's expression was cold, and he said arrogantly: "Ten bottles."
In terms of efficiency in killing spirits, the Wuji Immortal Sect and Piaoxue Palace combined are not as good as their Sword Sect.
The smile on the purple-shirted young man's face had completely disappeared, and his tone became gloomy:
"Fellow Daoist Gong, eight bottles of ownerless vital energy are the limit of my Ascension Peak. Apart from sharing the harvest equally, you can set any conditions."
"The same is true for Wangxian Peak..."
The Soul-Scattering Demon Lord watched the fun with a smile on his face, as if it had nothing to do with him, as if he was not the one who started the dispute.
Seeing that the conditions offered by the three sects were higher and higher, the cultivator surnamed Gong did not feel happy at all. Instead, he felt like he was being roasted on a fire and was extremely tortured.
She had already exchanged enough things and didn't want to take any risks.
But the current situation does not allow her to refuse.
"If I hadn't taken out the seal and waited a little longer, letting them deal with the bronze door themselves, this wouldn't have happened at all."
The monk surnamed Gong regretted it very much, but there is no medicine for regret in this world.
We can only take one step at a time and see what happens.
She gritted her teeth secretly and sneered:
"If you want me to be your guide, fine! But I have to be frank.
My knowledge of the palace is limited to the jade slips. No one knows what is inside.
If you die in there, you can't blame me."
At this point, the cultivator surnamed Gong suddenly turned to look at the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord, not concealing the hostility in his eyes:
"The conditions offered by your three sects are almost the same, making it difficult to choose.
However, this man plotted against me with evil intentions. If anyone can help me kill him, I will give him all I have learned!
As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples of the three sects immediately turned to look at the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord, but they just watched and no one took any action.
The cultivator surnamed Gong's heart skipped a beat, but before she could figure out the reason, the young man in purple spoke.
"I understand that Fellow Daoist Gong is angry. However, this condition is a bit harsh. Let's change it."
Wangxianfeng, Fairy Chengjun, and Feng Xuan remained silent, obviously agreeing with the purple-robed young man's statement.
Although the contents of the jade slip are important, it is not worth it for them to fight against the Demon Lord Sanhun.
What's more, the Soul-Scattering Demon Lord's soul-control methods are strange and unpredictable, making him difficult to kill.
The monk surnamed Gong was silent for a long time, then softened his tone, "I don't want to enter the Bronze Gate to argue about right and wrong. Since you want me to go, you must ensure my safety."
She finally showed her weakness.
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