Chapter 199: Leaving the Secret Realm [Thanks to Alliance Leader Shishiruki Banyeshu]

Soon, the three people and Lu Ziying noticed someone coming.

The three people's expressions changed slightly, and they looked toward Xia Daoming one after another.

When they discovered that the aura emanating from Xia Daoming was only at the seventh layer of Qi Refinement, they all let out a long sigh of relief.

And Lu Ziying shouted with full surprise: "Uncle-Master!"

"Uncle-Master?" The three people's expressions changed again, showing suspicion.

However, soon, the three people had a tacit understanding and very tacitly dispersed, surrounding Xia Daoming as well.

"Who are they? What's going on?" Xia Daoming didn't seem to notice the intentions of the three, asking casually while walking toward Lu Ziying.

"We are disciples of the Spirit Ba Dao Men, and there's nothing going on; we just ask you to leave your storage bags, and then we'll spare your lives," one of the thin and tall cultivators at the Qi Refinement perfection realm said with a condescending air.

"Everyone is a cultivator from the north of Wanluo Xianshan, neighbors, if you do this, aren't you afraid of causing a struggle between the Lu Clan and the Spirit Ba Dao Men after going out?" Xia Daoming frowned slightly.

This place is not very big, nearly a hundred people entered the secret realm, and if the time drags on, maybe someone will pass by.

The aura was like a mountain pressing down.

The next moment, the dragon claw had already grabbed his whole person like an eagle grabbing a chick, hanging him in mid-air.

"Can't you really spare us for the sake of everyone being fellow Daoists of Wanluo Xianshan, and each find our own opportunities?" Xia Daoming looked at the Qi Refinement perfection cultivator and asked helplessly.

The Qi Refinement perfection cultivator didn't make a move directly, thinking that if he could save effort, he would save some.

However, Lu Ziying was at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement, her magic power pure and thick, and she cultivated earth-type arts, most skilled in defense; with the strength of the three of them, if they really wanted to deal with Lu Ziying, they would have to spend some effort.

A stream of strength like a rolling river rushed out, dividing into three in the air, condensing into three dragon claws, grabbing toward the three people respectively.

"Senior, spare my life, Senior, spare my life! We have eyes but didn't recognize Mount Tai, we have eyes but didn't recognize Mount Tai!" The snake-faced woman reacted quickly, begging repeatedly with pear blossoms in the rain.

They never dreamed that a guy who looked like he only had the seventh layer of Qi Refinement cultivation would be so perverted, just by reaching out a claw from a distance, he grabbed all three of them.

The other two saw the leader speak, and immediately showed fierce light, their true qi and magic power surging, their palms turned, and they were already holding a magic treasure.

Each dragon claw covered several zhang in radius.

But just at this moment, a terrifying aura erupted from Xia Daoming's body.

And the other two, one at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement and one at the eighth layer of Qi Refinement, didn't even have a chance to release their magic treasures before they were grabbed by the dragon claws and hung in mid-air.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense! Leave the storage bags, and you still have a way to live, otherwise we don't mind spending some effort to keep you here," the Qi Refinement perfection cultivator said impatiently.

The three were hung in mid-air, looking at Xia Daoming's calm and peaceful face, simply liver and gallbladder shattered.

The three turned pale.

"Struggle between the two sides? Does your Lu Clan have that courage? Besides, what happened in this secret realm, there is no evidence, what use is it for you to say it?" A woman at the eighth layer of Qi Refinement with a snake face said with mockery.

"Hmph, it seems you won't shed tears until you see blood. Fine, then you can stay here!" The Qi Refinement perfection cultivator sneered, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Senior, spare my life, spare my life!" The other two also suddenly came to their senses and hurriedly begged for mercy.

However, as soon as the flying saber rose, it was lightly slapped by the dragon claw, the light scattered, and it fell to the ground.

The Qi Refinement perfection cultivator reacted the fastest, and a flying saber magic treasure shot out.

"Why bother! Just now I was reasoning with you properly, saying that everyone is a fellow Daoist of Wanluo Xianshan, neighbors, spare us, but you wouldn't listen, forcing me to use force.

Now that you turn back to beg for mercy, don't you think it's too late? Last time, Elder Luo Li of your Spirit Ba Dao Men and his granddaughter Luo Ying were also so aggressive and wouldn't stop, and as a result..." Xia Daoming shook his head with regret.

"No! No! Senior, don't!"

Hearing this, the three were so scared that their souls were about to fly away, struggling repeatedly, screaming and begging for mercy almost hysterically.

At this moment, they finally understood that Elder Luo Li of their Spirit Ba Dao Men died at the hands of this person, and they actually took the initiative to find him and send themselves to death!

But the dragon claws squeezed tightly, and their screams stopped abruptly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The three corpses fell to the ground like sandbags.

Seeing the three corpses fall to the ground, Lu Ziying shivered all over, but soon recovered, hurriedly stepped forward, and skillfully searched the three corpses.

Years ago in the Cold Star Valley mine, she had cooperated with Xia Daoming many times and was already well-versed in this way.

Soon, Lu Ziying had three more storage bags and three magic treasures in her hands.

"You keep them, let's go," Xia Daoming said indifferently.

"Thank you, Uncle-Master!" Lu Ziying was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him, not being hypocritical or polite with Xia Daoming.

She now understood very clearly the gap between herself and Uncle-Master.

This harvest was a huge sum for her, but it didn't count as anything for her Uncle-Master.

Moreover, years ago, she had already secretly made up her mind that she would work for Uncle-Master in the future, so naturally, there was nothing to be polite about.

Now, Lu Ziying's only worry was that Uncle-Master's strength was improving by leaps and bounds, and the gap between the two would become larger and larger, so she must catch up as soon as possible.

The two soon left the scene and continued to look for opportunities while "picking" them up.

The place was only so big, and there were only so many opportunities.

Others found opportunities and had to fight to seize them, especially slightly larger opportunities, which were even harder to seize, and there was even a risk of casualties.

And Xia Daoming and the two picked them up as soon as they saw them, and the speed was so fast that people were stunned.

Everyone soon found that opportunities in the secret realm were becoming harder and harder to find.

Sometimes, people could only find an opportunity of a pile of ten or so spirit stones in the time of one incense stick.

If they were lucky, they would find an opportunity of nearly a hundred spirit stones, which often required a fierce fight.

And two hours is only eight incense sticks.

There were many people sharing.

In this way, except for the first hour, some people were lucky and could collect two or three hundred spirit stones, while those who were unlucky only had dozens of spirit stones. And in the second hour, being able to collect an opportunity of fifty or sixty spirit stones was considered very good, and most people only collected opportunities of twenty or thirty spirit stones.

Even, the pitiful Mo Rujun and Mo Shouxiang were stirred up by Xia Daoming, and later not only were they terrified in their search, but the two only picked up an opportunity of a pile of five spirit stones, almost returning empty-handed.

And the opportunities in this secret realm only happen once every sixty years.

And it is said that last time, the vast majority of people had a harvest of hundreds of spirit stones, and even a few lucky ones reached a harvest of thousands of spirit stones.

Thousands of spirit stones, let alone for Qi Refinement cultivators, even for Foundation Establishment early-mid stage cultivators, is considered a not small amount.

Therefore, before entering the secret realm, everyone was full of hope, thinking of making a big profit, and some even spent a great price to purchase the right to use tokens from others, just to take a gamble.

As a result, people found that the rumors were all lies.

The opportunities in the secret realm were pitifully few.

Only a few lucky ones harvested three or four hundred spirit stones, most people had a harvest worth dozens to a hundred spirit stones, and a very small number of people almost returned empty-handed.

Top of Wanluo Great Peak.

The bright moon hung high, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Under the moonlight, thirty or forty people stood.

These people, more than half were at the Foundation Establishment realm, and a small half were at Qi Refinement perfection, at least at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement, and they were the cultivators who came specially to welcome their own disciples after knowing the exact time of the secret realm opening.

Most of them were big figures with heads and faces in Wanluo Xianshan.

Previously, the time for the secret realm to open was not set, so they only let their own disciples guard near the Great Peak, while they remained at their own sect gates.

At this time, they were all looking forward to it, full of hope, waiting for their own disciples and descendants to return fully loaded.

Mo Clan Leader Mo Bowen, Lu Clan Leader Lu Jinglong, Elder Che Jianzhuo of the Spirit Ba Dao Men, and others were also among them.

Suddenly, the groove array pattern in the center of the mountaintop rippled.

Figures fell out from the ripples one after another.

The waiting people stepped forward to welcome them one after another.

It's just that when they stepped forward, they were surprised to find that almost everyone was dejected, and only a few were exceptions, but they couldn't be called happy either.

Xia Daoming's expression was the same as most people, also quite frustrated.

Lu Ziying's expression was a bit strange.

She tried hard to learn from Xia Daoming and pretend to be frustrated, but the harvest was so huge that it was hard for her to control the muscles of her face.

In just two hours, an income of tens of thousands of spirit stones!

How much is the total assets of the huge Lu Clan now?

It is estimated that it is not even that much!

"What, you two joined forces and only found objects worth a hundred spirit stones!"

"Ah, how could it be so little, only sixty!"

"What, you actually only, only found two piles of spirit stones, adding up to only, only fifteen spirit stones!"

"..."

Exclamations came one after another, and every voice was filled with disappointment.

The cultivators who originally harvested three or four hundred spirit stones and had an average mood, seeing that others' harvests were so little, suddenly felt pleasant, their heads raised high, their chests held high, and they boasted about their harvests.

After all, everyone is a young person, and they are all rising stars of their respective forces, mostly proud and face-conscious people!

"How was your harvest?" Mo Bowen asked the four Mo Shouxiang.

The four looked at each other, no one spoke.

"How much exactly?" Mo Bowen was somewhat annoyed.

According to past experience, the four went in, and they could at least get objects equivalent to one or two thousand spirit stones.

If they were lucky, maybe they could get three or four thousand spirit stones.

The Mo Clan cannot be considered wealthy, and one or two thousand spirit stones is already considered a pretty good harvest for the Mo Clan.

If it were three or four thousand spirit stones, it would definitely be considered a big harvest.

Therefore, Mo Bowen still had high expectations for the Wanluo Secret Realm.

As a result, the four had such an expression, which naturally made him unhappy.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 200 =====