The woman surnamed Feng exclaimed, "If something unexpected happens, will we be unable to find the black sand?"

"That may not be the case. I just don't know if these people will allow us to search for black sand here after they come."

It can be heard that Guo Jing was worried when he said this. Yang Zhen was stunned and asked in surprise: "What does their search for the secret treasure have to do with your search for the black sand here? Could it be that these big sects have become so overbearing?"

Guo Jing smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhaxin, you may not know this. There is nothing we can do about it. Once these major sects take action, they will definitely clear the area. They say they are afraid that someone will sabotage their actions and cause losses to them."

Yang Zhen suddenly realized, and after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with doing so. This kind of action is usually dangerous, and very dangerous. Who knows what powerful restrictions are in the secret treasure? If the area is not cleared, what will happen if someone with ulterior motives sneaks in and causes damage?

Well, thinking in this way, Yang Zhen understood these big sects. After all, if it were him, he would do the same. He had the ability but didn’t use it, would he hide and have babies?

Just as he was thinking about it, a group of people from Tianquan Holy Land and Tianxue Holy Land suddenly passed by here, and several of them came over and stood above Yang Zhen and the other six. They frowned and scolded, "Tianquan Holy Land disciples, clear out the people. The rest of you, leave the Shanheyuan ruins immediately."

Yang Zhen's eyes widened as he looked at those disciples showing off their power and marveled at them. No wonder so many people liked power or sought a big backer. Could they be so awesome?

These cultivators were only at the Tribulation Crossing Stage, not even at the Heavenly Realm. They were showing off their might, even more arrogant than the Yin Slaves and Black Puppets that Yang Zhen had seen at the Spirit Transformation Stage. They asked people to leave without asking any questions, and it was obvious that they did not take Guo Jing and the others seriously at all.

Of course, he didn't take Yang Zhen seriously.

Yang Zhen looked at Guo Jing with a strange expression. To his surprise, Guo Jing did not show any anger on his face. He just looked a little distressed. He clasped his fists and said, "I am Guo Jing. I will take everyone away from here immediately!"

The monks nodded, glanced at Yang Zhen, and flew away on their swords!

After everyone left, Guo Jing turned to the woman surnamed Feng and said, "Junior Sister Feng, now that people from Tianquan Holy Land and Tianxue Holy Land have arrived, we... we should leave for now. It won't be too late to look for the black sand after they leave."

"But..." A trace of hesitation flashed across the face of the woman surnamed Feng, and she said sadly: "If they don't leave soon, my grandfather's injury might..."

"This... Junior Sister Feng, the people from Tianquan Holy Land are just warning us that if we don't leave on time, they will probably be rude to us. Don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of Tianquan Holy Land and Tianxue Holy Land. Even if they are unreasonable, they should understand that human life is at stake. But think about it, if we get hurt in a conflict with them, how can we have the strength to look for the black sand again?"

At this point, Guo Jing sighed heavily, smiled bitterly and continued: "We... can only gamble!"

"What are you betting on?" The woman surnamed Feng said sadly, "Are you betting that they will leave here soon? Senior Brother Guo, Lingqiao thanks you for your kindness, but Grandpa's injury urgently requires black sand. We have wasted too much time on purchasing black sand. Lingqiao really doesn't have time to wait for the people from Tianquan Holy Land to find the secret treasure. Don't worry, Lingqiao will find a way to avoid them and only search around the Shanhe Ruins. You... leave."

"Junior Sister Feng, what are you talking about? I am not the kind of person who is afraid of death. It's just...it's just that if they find us, we won't be able to save our master's life!"

Junior Sister Feng shook her head, said nothing, lowered her head and continued walking forward.

Guo Jing's face turned pale. He and the other four looked at each other and said bitterly, "Junior Sister Feng, since you insist on doing this, then be careful. One person is a smaller target. Let's... let's go back and see if we can buy some black sand."

Upon hearing Guo Jing's words, Junior Sister Feng was shocked all over, and she turned her back with a sad and helpless look.

Although Yang Zhen had not experienced this, he knew that this was not the only such incident. Perhaps when Yang Zhen and the disciples from the big sects were fighting for the secret treasure, there were ordinary cultivators around the secret treasure who did not dare to enter because of the intimidation from the disciples from the big sects.

Before leaving, Guo Jing looked back at Yang Zhen, seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. Then he sighed, and left with the four people without saying a word.

Yang Zhen stood there, all alone, as if no one cared about him, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Damn it, why am I still so sentimental? The world of cultivation is a world of intrigue and cannibalism. Once anyone embarks on this path, he must be prepared to sacrifice his life and conscience. Which cultivator has not encountered this kind of grief and powerlessness, and yet is still struggling to live?

What is cultivation? As soon as this question came into Yang Zhen's mind, he was startled and quickly threw it away.

We cannot have this kind of chicken-and-egg problem. This is simply a demon and there is no solution.

When you encounter such a problem, just be reckless. When a person dies, the birds fly up to the sky. If a person lives, he will live forever.

Yang Zhen has never been a coward who is afraid of death, otherwise he would not have caused trouble wherever he went, and this is the path he wants to take in his life.

After getting rid of all the distracting thoughts in his mind, Yang Zhen took a deep breath, walked to Feng Lingqiao, and said with a smile: "Girl, it's boring to be alone in the wilderness, how about we find each other as companions?"

Feng Lingqiao turned around and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, obviously taken aback: "You're not leaving?"

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"Why do you want to leave?" Yang Zhen curled his lips: "I came here to do something, how can I leave just because of a few people's words."

Feng Lingqiao reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled at Yang Zhen, and said, "Why are you helping me?"

Yang Zhen shook his head and said bluntly: "Who said I was helping you? Don't get me wrong. I just want to have a companion and chat with you. If you encounter danger, I might run faster than anyone else."

Feng Lingqiao stared at Yang Zhen blankly for a long time before she chuckled and said, "Junior Sister Huo is right. You are really an interesting person. Aren't you afraid that the people from Tianquan Holy Land and Tianxue Holy Land will attack you?"

Yang Zhen grinned, put his hands behind his head, and staggered forward: "I just came to find a good brother of mine. For the rest, I won't take the initiative, refuse, or take responsibility!"

"Not taking the initiative, not refusing, not taking responsibility?" Feng Lingqiao was stunned, took a deep breath, and said, "If those people want to attack you, I will help you stop them, and you leave!"

This time it was Yang Zhen's turn to be stunned. He looked at Feng Lingqiao with a strange expression and asked, "Why?"

Feng Lingqiao suddenly smiled and murmured, "When I was most helpless, having someone stay and chat with me was enough, even if it cost me my life."

(End of this chapter)