Out of the Desert
Qian Luo doesn't think she is a kind-hearted person. If Jin Manlou and Jiang Chanyi were not her teammates and had no intention of harming anyone, she probably wouldn't have kept these two people.
In this secret realm, only Sun Rushuang and she stand on the same front.
Kindness leads to death. She had met and helped many people in her past. This was especially true in the Lower Three Districts, where people, having suffered long periods of oppression, shared a common enemy. But in the Middle Three Districts, everyone was vying for opportunities, and everyone was their own enemy. She had to be hardened and ruthless. In many simulations, she met her end at the hands of others, driven by their covetousness and greed.
If these people don't want to let her go, then she won't let them go either. There are a lot of desert locusts, so she might as well use a knife to kill someone else!
Qianluo looked at them and immediately started acting.
Jiang Chanyi brandished a long whip and deliberately shouted loudly: "Lan Qianluo, hand over the treasure in your hand!"
The whip hit the locusts, making a crackling sound. The noise was so loud that it quickly attracted the attention of the monks behind him.
Jin Manlou blinked and shouted, "I didn't expect you to possess a high-level magical treasure capable of predicting the future! No wonder you knew there was something wrong with the ice sculpture!"
Activating the Concealing Breath Array and the Illusion Array simultaneously, the four hid within the locusts. Seeing the person behind them catching up, Sun Rushuang deliberately shouted, "Oh no! She's trying to escape! The three of us must hurry and catch up! As long as we get the magical treasure that predicts the future, the Snowland Kingdom's inheritance will be no problem!"
Jin Manlou deliberately raised his voice, "Maybe we can even glimpse the secret of forming a baby! We must not let others get there first!"
There were locusts all over the sky and sandstorms everywhere. The group of cultivators ignored all this and flew away with extremely excited smiles on their faces. When they thought of the inheritance of the Snow Country and the secret of the Nascent Soul, their hearts were warmed. They no longer felt that the locusts were scary and their whole bodies were full of energy.
Under the aura-hiding formation, they couldn't see the whereabouts of Qianluo and the other three. Furthermore, under the guidance of the illusion formation, they could see the female cultivators chasing each other, fighting brilliantly, and their belief in the battle became seven-tenths. At the same time, they rushed to the center of the desert with even greater urgency.
"The spiritual treasure, the inheritance, and the Nascent Soul are all mine. They must not be taken away by these people. Except for me, everyone else is my enemy. Let's work together to kill Lan Qianluo first, and then reap the benefits!"
This should be the feeling of all the monks present.
But they underestimated the power of the locusts. By the time they reached the center of the desert and discovered the huge, ugly and terrifying locusts, it was already too late.
Desert locusts have lived in the desert for thousands of years and understand the rules of survival in the desert better than human monks, but these people are all arrogant and extremely greedy.
Even if a dozen monks were combined, they were no match for the locusts swarming all over the sky. Their wails were buried in the yellow sand, and the only sound they could hear was the crunching sound of the locusts chewing.
Large pieces of flesh and blood fell and landed in the locusts' mouths. It was a bloody scene with a stench that was unbearable. The human monks, whose lives were worse than death, became a feast for the locusts in the desert.
"Now is the time!" Jin Manlou, having watched the images of locusts devouring humans, didn't have time to gag before she boarded Jiang Chanyi's Qingluan Feiyu. This was a golden opportunity. While the locusts were still obsessed with human flesh, they should quickly cross the desert and find a way out!
With the speed of a blue phoenix's feathers, they quickly left the desert before the locusts could react. They flew for three days and three nights, their mouths dry from the scorching sun.
"Gulp gulp!" Jin Manlou drank the last drop of spiritual spring water and replenished the missing spiritual power in his body.
"We've been flying for three days and three nights. The locusts are gone, but the desert is endless!" Jiang Chanyi also felt a sense of despair, and shivered as she sipped the last drop of water in her mouth.
Qian Luo wasn't feeling well either, her lips were pale and her throat was dry. Sun Rushuang was in the same situation: "The desert locusts haven't set foot here. Could there be even more powerful monsters here?"
However, they stayed there for three days and three nights without seeing any monsters. Instead, the sun became increasingly hotter, causing them to lose their spiritual power, become weak, and turn pale.
"Hey, look, isn't this my camera? It's right here!"
Not far away were the dozen or so small circular winged cameras that Jin Manlou had flown out. They hadn't expected them to be there. Everyone followed his gaze, only to find that the previously tranquil desert suddenly shook violently. Then, a huge groove appeared in the middle. The cameras followed the direction of the quicksand, sinking little by little into it until no trace remained!
"It's quicksand!"
“No wonder the locusts don’t want to come!”
This gave Qianluo some inspiration. The desert was endless, and the locusts didn't come. They had passed the desert test. But where was the entrance to the next level? Could it be in the quicksand? But she didn't dare gamble with everyone's lives.
It just so happened that Jin Manlou gave her a gift, but she couldn’t use it, so she might as well recharge it!
【Congratulations to the host, recharge successful! 】
[This recharge is 3 points, total 3 points, 3 simulations remaining! ]
[This simulation consumes 1 point, 2 simulation opportunities remaining, 2 points remaining.]
Start simulation
At 128, you decided to take a risk and you fell into quicksand.
Three days later, you awaken to find yourself in the Sword Mountain Trial, a mountain covered in jagged swords. The quest prompts you to reach the top and challenge your swords. Only the victor can leave, while the loser will die.
You discovered that climbing the mountain was incredibly difficult. Those who had climbed the mountain before you didn't want more people to climb, so they set up numerous obstacles on the mountain.
Seven days later, you went up the mountain. There were a bunch of monks on the mountain, all eyeing you with eager eyes. The one that caught your eye the most was Gu Wumian. His eyes were filled with hatred and hostility as always. In front of everyone, he threatened to fight you.
A month later, everyone has fought and left. Only you and Gu Wumian remain. You will use your swords to decide the outcome under the moonlight.
【Three days later, you died.】
[Simulation ends…]
Gu Wumian is at the peak of the late Jindan stage, and she is only in the late Jindan stage. It is reasonable for her to fail against Gu Wumian, so in the competition on the knife mountain, as long as she doesn’t defeat Gu Wumian, it will be fine!
Qian Luo conducted two more simulations and found that if she didn't match Gu Wumian, she could leave the sword trial, but Gu Wumian haunted her like a ghost and kept wanting to kill her.
Qianluo: ...What hatred or grudge?
Qianluo came back to her senses and coughed a few times. "Look at the endless desert here. Maybe the quicksand is the entrance? We will slowly drain our spiritual power here, and eventually become a meal for the locusts. Why not give it a try?"
Sun Rushuang met Qianluo's gaze and nodded without saying a word: "I'll follow you!"
Jiang Chanyi and Jin Manlou looked at each other, wondering: They weren't used to trusting others with their lives. They had seen great potential in Lan Qianluo and Sun Rushuang when they followed them before. If they went out, they might be able to make friends and become helpful in the future.
Qianluo didn't force it and smiled slightly: "Then I'll go first."
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped down, allowing the quicksand to submerge his ankles, calves, thighs, chest, neck, and eyes, until he could no longer breathe and lost consciousness.
Sun Rushuang followed them down, and seeing both of them disappear in front of her, Jiang Chanyi and Jin Manlou thought for a while, then also flew down and disappeared into the vast desert.
…
Three days later, Qian Luo and the other three woke up in a pile of sword wreckage. Some of the sword fragments almost blinded everyone's eyes. They flashed coldly and emitted a cold light.
The Knife Mountain is a hill made of swords. There is no green grass, no trees, let alone birds singing and flowers blooming. It is filled with the unpleasant smell of rust and the stench of blood. I don’t know how many corpses of human monks are buried under the swords.
There's a knife every three steps and a sword every five steps. No wonder the way up the mountain is so rugged and difficult to walk on, not to mention the obstacles set up by those going up the mountain for those coming down. They may be formations, poisons, or deadly weapons that can kill in one blow.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Before the four people could react, three huge explosions were heard on the mountainside. Flames filled the sky. When they looked carefully, they could only see the monks trying desperately to escape.
"It's a fire formation." Jin Manlou possessed various magical weapons and had some research on battle plates and talismans. He could tell at a glance that it was a formation left by someone who went up the mountain.
"So there are bombs under our feet, and we can't touch the swords around us!" If you are not careful, you will die!
"How vicious!" Jiang Chanyi frowned, no longer having her usual playful smile. From the moment they entered the knife mountain trial, they were destined to embark on a path of no return. There was no way to turn back, and they could only go on with gritted teeth.
At this moment, an old voice echoed in everyone's ears: "Children, welcome to the sword trial. Come to the top of the mountain to fight a battle. The loser will die, and the winner will live and enter the next trial."
As soon as the words fell, the four people found that their backs were wet. This was not a simple voice transmission, but a spiritual power that had entered their souls and left them with a small sword seal.
"Such strength..." Sun Rushuang's face turned pale and he slowly squatted down. "He is definitely a cultivator above the Nascent Soul stage!"
This was completely different from Hong Shuo's feeling. Hong Shuo gave people the feeling that he was superior and self-proclaimed to be extraordinary, while this old man was calm and indifferent, but one could sense an immense distance from him, which was a fear of the strong, a fear from the heart.
Although the old man did not use his imposing manner to frighten them, his cultivation level could be seen from the fact that he effortlessly carved sword seals into the soul of a Jindan cultivator.
"Above the Nascent Soul! Isn't that the Divine Transformation?" Jin Manlou covered his mouth, not caring about the soul mark, eyes wide open, incredulous, "District Nine hasn't had any for a long time..."
"The Snowland Kingdom... had such powerful cultivators, why was it destroyed in the end?" Jiang Chanyi had a vague idea in her mind, but she didn't dare to think about it because it would only overturn her previous cognition.
Qian Luo lowered her brows. If the Snowland Nation, which boasted a Divine Transformation cultivator, could be destroyed, who on earth had done it? Perhaps only cultivators from the higher realms could achieve the feat of "decimating their fleets and sails with ease." Taking over a mere Snowland Nation wouldn't be difficult for them.
The upper realm, what an unimaginable world of cultivating immortals.
A continent where there are not even any Jindan cultivators, but where one can walk around freely with only Yuanying cultivation. They have never crossed the Dead Sea and have never seen the New World.
How can this kind of cultivation be considered true cultivation of immortals?
…
Just as everyone was sighing, many people had already died in the place where the flames were rising into the sky in the distance.
"Bang!" was the sound of a sword falling to the ground.
The girl held the magic weapon in her hand, her lips pursed into a line, her eyebrows exuding coldness, and her pupils glowing with black light: "Chu Lianxi, what do you mean by this?"
"What do you mean?" Chu Lianxi smiled slightly. "You thought that if you bewitched me to deal with Lan Qianluo, I would become your slave as you wished. You think too little of me, Chu Lianxi. Your low-level charm technique has no effect on me at all."
A few days ago, Gu Qiuchi misled people and instigated other cultivators to deal with Lan Qianluo, and even wanted to hold him firmly in her hands and make him her exclusive slave.
"Don't forget, I learn poison techniques and also learn Gu!"
With two "clang" sounds, the silk thread in the boy's hand became silver-white and tough. A piece of cloth flying over it could break it in half. It can be seen that the silk thread is like a sword, emitting a faint white light, dangerous and sharp.
"Bang!" Gu Qiuchi dodged nimbly, avoiding the tracking of the silk thread, and flew up and down quickly. She was dressed in red, like a red plum blossom in the snow, dancing gracefully.
"Chu Lianxi is such a despicable villain. Not only did you kill other cultivators, you also wanted to kill me. We could have a legitimate competition opportunity on the mountain, but you chose to kill me secretly on the mountainside!" Her cultivation level was not high, and she was no match for a cultivator in the late Jindan stage. She could only grit her teeth and persevere, hoping to hold on until Gu Xianyun and her teammates arrived.
They were teleported to different places and got separated. She, Chu Lianxi and a group of unfamiliar monks were teleported to the Sword Trial, where they had spent many days.
There are restrictions on Sword Mountain, and they cannot fly or teleport. They can only climb from the bottom of the mountain to the top. And because of the mission, they have become hostile to each other, wary of each other, and suspicious of each other.
Chu Lianxi pretended to be very decent a few days ago, and she really thought that Chu Lianxi was bewitched by her bewitching magic. She didn't expect that it was all a pretense for her, and she was actually looking for an opportunity to catch everyone in one fell swoop.
The sound was made because a cultivator had just thrown out a fire talisman and took the opportunity to escape.
"Haha, because I want everyone to die at the foot of the mountain. No one will compete with me for the first place on the mountain, and no one can pass the sword trial to snatch the inheritance of the Snowland Kingdom from me!" The originally jade-like and delicate face became distorted and extreme, revealing a crazy smile.
He has always known that Wu Xingxue hates him and that the cultivators don't like him, but that's not the case. He is here to seek inheritance, not to play house!
The female cultivator in front of him, who was overestimating her own abilities, had touched his bottom line, so she could not be left alive.
"Puff--" Gu Qiuchi, who could no longer hold on, spat out a mouthful of blood. His already weak body could no longer withstand Chu Lianxi's second attack.
She struggled to breathe, blood bubbling in her chest, and she spat out several mouthfuls of black blood before collapsing. Her pupils were somewhat dilated, and a white light flashed in her mind, with the faint appearance of certain figures. It's said that before a person dies, they reflect on their past lives and remember the most important people in their lives.
But she saw the two women she hated the most.
"Oh, it's all... a lie."
She hated them so much, they... hated them so much.
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