Chapter 1723: Surviving halfway is already not bad

As the spatial passage disappeared, A Cheng and the other Heavenly Pride of Liufang Dizhi also swarmed toward the infant that had fallen from the spatial passage.

Everyone who made a move was an Emperor-level powerhouse; this scramble for newcomers basically required Emperor-level cultivation, otherwise one didn't even have the right to participate.

There were seven people who made a move, A Cheng among them; this scramble actually had no rules—everyone just attacked directly, using any means to seize the person.

Watching the battle, even a random aftershock could probably kill those newborn infants still in swaddling clothes outright.

Facing the aftershocks of Emperor-level battle, these infants basically had no ability to resist at all.

A Cheng and the others obviously also intentionally avoided those infants, since everyone's goal was to seize people, so they naturally wouldn't actively harm the infants just thrown into Liufang Dizhi.

Even so, Ye Zhangqing and the others still felt their hearts pound; indeed, facing Emperor-level battle, these infants were like a lone boat tossed in a storm.

That scene made people break out in a sweat unconsciously.

A Cheng fought together with two other Liufang Dizhi Heavenly Pride who also had Emperor-level cultivation; the three attacked while looking for chances to seize those infants.

Whenever there was an opportunity, they would simply scoop the infant into their arms and then toss it toward their own fallen beast.

The fallen beasts on the periphery of the battlefield were also quite spiritual; facing the infants thrown over, they would gulp them down in one bite.

It seemed that as long as an infant was swallowed by a fallen beast, its ownership was determined.

No one else would then attack it; this could be considered the consensus among everyone.

Sitting on the fallen beast's back, A Cheng had already thrown an infant over, which the beast beneath him swallowed.

Ye Zhangqing and the others had no intention of making a move; Liufang Dizhi had its own rules, and as outsiders, they were clearly unsuitable to join in.

Acting rashly and joining in would actually break the rules.

"It's just like being treated as trash."

Luo Jiuyou shook her head, speaking as if feeling sentimental.

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing and the others didn't reply; perhaps from the moment these infants were thrown into Liufang Dizhi, their fate had already been sealed.

This time, the number of infants thrown into Liufang Dizhi wasn't large, so the battle didn't last long.

A Cheng ultimately seized two infants; the haul was about average.

As more than ten infants thrown into Liufang Dizhi were snatched clean, the seven Liufang Dizhi Heavenly Pride who had made a move also stopped their actions.

Of the two who had fought A Cheng, one looked at him resentfully and threw out a sentence.

"This time you're ruthless."

Having said that, they didn't wait for A Cheng's reply, turned and left, giving him no chance at all.

A Cheng, for his part, showed no concern whatsoever.

He likewise turned and walked toward his own fallen beast.

This is the process each time a new abandoned child is thrown into Liufang Dizhi, with everyone scrambling for them.

It's extremely simple and brutal—just pure seizing of people; after grabbing them, everyone goes their separate ways, with no rules.

Strolling through the air, A Cheng quickly returned to the back of his fallen beast, looked at Ye Zhangqing, and said with a smile.

"Ye Brother, you've waited long enough."

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing laughed and shook his head.

"It's fine."

Immediately, A Cheng lightly stepped on the fallen beast beneath him; sensing his action, the beast opened its mouth and spat out the two infants A Cheng had just seized.

He waved his hand, pulling the two infants into his embrace; their bodies were tightly wrapped in a coarse cloth, so nothing could be seen, not even their faces, which were completely covered.

A Cheng, however, was practiced; with a few skilled moves he undid the cloth, while Ye Zhangqing and the others watched curiously.

Because these two infants had made not a sound since the beginning.

As the cloth was lifted, the expressions of everyone present became somewhat complex.

Because the first infant had clearly stopped breathing, though it bore no injury; during the battle, A Cheng had been careful not to implicate them, even actively shielding them.

Yet despite that, it still had no breath.

The second infant still had breath, but it was erratic, appearing to inhale more than exhale.

Ye Zhangqing and the others had complex looks, but A Cheng showed no change, merely saying helplessly.

"It's up to your own fate."

These words were for the infant that still had breath.

A Cheng had seen this situation many times before; each time a new abandoned child was thrown into Liufang Dizhi, it was the same.

Roughly half of the infants died while passing through the spatial passage.

After all, at such a young age, traversing the spatial passage is deadly even if they were born in the Immortal Realm and the passage is extremely stable.

One could even say that the probability of these infants dying inside the spatial passage is far higher than that of dying from the aftershocks of A Cheng's group's battle.

A Cheng had long grown accustomed to this; once one entered Liufang Dizhi, everything was fate, life and death left to heavenly decree.

So even for the infant that still had a breath, A Cheng could do nothing but leave it to itself.

After all, within Liufang Dizhi, no one knows medical arts, let alone alchemy.

However, just as A Cheng finished speaking, Ye Zhangqing rose and spoke.

"Give them these to eat."

In his hand appeared two healing pills; to Ye Zhangqing, they were of little use to himself, but for these two infants they could be life-saving.

Hearing this, A Cheng glanced dubiously at Ye Zhangqing, then without further thought took the pills and fed them to the two infants.

The infant that still had a breath, as the pill entered its belly, soon saw its vitality flourish with the drug's effect.

The infant that had stopped breathing, with the pill's help, also gradually gained breath, though it remained very weak.

These were Saint-level pills; afterward, Ye Zhangqing gave A Cheng two more.

For the infant that had previously stopped breathing, one pill wasn't enough to bring him back to life.

As the conditions of both infants improved, A Cheng beamed with joy, after all this time there were only a dozen or so newcomers.

And I managed to capture two people, but one of them is dead, and I don't know if the other will survive.

If that one also dies, then this time we'll gain nothing.

However, with Ye Zhangqing's medicinal pill, both newcomers revived—how could A Cheng not be happy?

The addition of newcomers means they can continue to develop; otherwise, if they continually lack fresh blood, it's estimated that not long from now, this group of brothers will disappear in Liufang Dizhi.