Chapter 136

At the camp at the foot of the mountain, the big river rushed past, and the water was turbulent.

Zuoqiu Ting closed his folding fan, as quiet as a clay statue, sitting in the camp, listening to Zuoqiu Baiming and Zuoqiu Lanlan recount their encounters in the mountain for the second time, not missing any details.

Two elder-level figures, both nearly a hundred years old, stood behind him on the left and right, with fierce light occasionally emanating from their eyes.

In the Southern Region, someone actually dared to oppose the Zuoqiu Gate, and the methods were ruthless, wanting to wipe them out.

From the small to the large, this was not a simple struggle for Immortal Soil, but indicated that the disciples of Tianya Ridge, Coffin Mountain, Sui Sect, and Three Chen Gong had no awe for their first gate, which was the speaker of the Southern Region.

Without awe, there would be more and more rebellious acts in the future, just like the current Lingxiao Palace.

The white-bearded elder standing behind Zuoqiu Ting's left sneered: "Tianya Ridge and Coffin Mountain are understandable; after all, the Four-Pole Ape King and that living spirit taboo are indeed extraordinary, and the disciples under them are naturally full of confidence. But what are the Sui Sect and Three Chen Gong? Young Master, there must be an explanation for this matter, otherwise they might think that the Southern Region has changed masters."

Zuoqiu Baiming touched his still-painful broken leg, filled with resentment, and said in a deep voice: "The Sui Sect is too arrogant, not even putting the Zuoqiu Gate in their eyes, not even a junior of the Xue family. Over the years, we have been too easy to talk to; they have already regarded the Zuoqiu Gate as the Jiuli Clan, thinking that the thousands of gates are also clay statues."

Zuoqiu Lanlan's eyes were red: "Che was eaten directly by Diran; the ruthlessness of Coffin Mountain is even above the Sui Sect."

Zuoqiu Baiming said: "Many forces in the Southern Region have united; we must not take it lightly. If we don't scatter them, once they take Lizhou, the next target will definitely be us."

Zuoqiu Ting's expression was calm, his thoughts drifting to the Thirty-Three Mile Mountain: "According to what you said, when you were knocked unconscious, you were with Sima Tan?"

Zuoqiu Lanlan's pretty face, which was originally painful and resentful, turned shy in an instant, not daring to look up at anyone.

"Correct."

Zuoqiu Baiming immediately added: "It must have been the people from the Sui Sect and Tianya Ridge who ambushed us. I only hate that my Spirit-Passing Human Skin was shattered, otherwise, even if I broke a leg, I would definitely not have suffered such a sneak attack."

Zuoqiu Ting said: "However, you were sent down the mountain safely, and the Immortal Soil and exotic herbs on you were not lost."

Zuoqiu Lanlan said: "It must be Sima Tan who saved us. He... his combat power is probably not inferior to Brother Baiming, and he raises seven exotic insects. People from the Sui Sect and Tianya Ridge who provoke him are looking for death. In time, there will definitely be his illustrious name in the forest of martial arts of the younger generation in the Southern Region."

Zuoqiu Ting looked at Zuoqiu Lanlan in surprise, feeling that the two must have hidden some things, and smiled: "Is he that strong? Sister Lanlan rarely pushes a young man to such a height."

Zuoqiu Lanlan did not stint on praise: "Cultivation and combat power are secondary; it is that this person has extreme personal charm, and his mental character is rare in the world. Otherwise, how could we two have survived down the mountain? Brother Baiming, right?"

Zuoqiu Baiming didn't know what happened after he fainted, and wasn't even sure if he was knocked unconscious by those seven exotic insects.

Who knows, when they were on the mountain, did they have any illicit affair?

He said: "Young Master, the immortal mist has retreated, but Sima Tan has not gone down the mountain. I guess he has left from another direction, and the large amount of dyed-mist exotic herbs and gold springs seized from the martial cultivators of the Three Chen Gong and Coffin Mountain must have been swallowed by him."

Zuoqiu Baiming didn't know that the Sui Sect and Tianya Ridge had also been ambushed and wiped out.

Zuoqiu Lanlan said: "Sima Tan might have encountered danger."

Zuoqiu Baiming sneered: "If he sent us down the mountain, why not return to the camp with us? It's clear he wants to swallow the treasures."

Zuoqiu Ting didn't want to listen to their argument, got up and walked out of the camp, looking at the lush and towering Thirty-Three Mile Mountain, the air was fresh, and the energy of the law was thick.

The glow and mist had retreated to the top of the mountain.

If Five Seas Realm martial cultivators were still lingering in the mountain, they would have spontaneously combusted and died by now.

He walked toward the direction of the stone tablet at the entrance of the mountain.

There, figures, carriages, and exotic beasts gathered, numbering in the hundreds. In this immortal world space, the dyed-mist exotic herbs in the explorable areas were almost picked clean, and only the weird and towering Thirty-Three Mile Mountain could still be picked, so naturally, everyone gathered here.

Who doesn't want to transform into a pure immortal body?

Who doesn't want to break the realm quickly, step into the top ranks of the younger generation, and then sit and watch the wind and clouds rise?

As for the unexplored areas deep in the immortal world space, Dao Seed Realm old guys were falling into them one after another. The latest news received was that a giant of the Longevity Realm had folded inside, which was terrifyingly dangerous, and many people had the intention to retreat.

In front of the giant wall-like stone tablet, martial cultivators of the younger generation of various forces were hotly debating and arguing, as if something big had happened.

The leaders of the younger generation of the four major sects, Tianya Ridge, and Coffin Mountain all had cold and heavy expressions.

Waiting indefinitely for Xue Qi, Chen Song, Diran, and others to return, they sent Gushing Spring Realm martial cultivators into the mountain to search, and as a result, brought back a large number of corpses.

The treasures and money on the corpses were all lost; there was no need to guess, it must have been a man-made disaster, not a weirdness in the mountain.

"Who exactly is it? If I find out, I will definitely cook, fry, eat the meat, and sleep on the skin," Mie Di's anger in his heart didn't know how to vent, so he could only say this harsh word, and secretly observe everyone present.

"The targeting is very strong; why does it feel like the Jiuli Clan's handiwork?"

In Shi Shishi's mind, the figure of "Sima Tan" appeared, but he felt that with his cultivation, he was not enough to do such a big thing.

Could it be that the legendary Jiuli Hidden Sect made a move?

"Dharma King Shishi is sharp, pointing out the most critical point in one word. This is a siege against the four major sects, and Tianya Ridge is also implicated."

Chen Wenwu said again: "A large number of magic tools, dyed-mist exotic herbs, and gold springs were seized, and they will mostly flow into the market next. As long as we investigate, we will definitely find the source. The Three Chen Gong will definitely avenge this grudge!"

Two of the three Supreme People of the younger generation of the Three Chen Gong had fallen one after another, and the loss was not painful.

Now, only Chen Wenwu, the only seedling, remained.

Zuoqiu Ting observed the corpses placed on the ground silently, and his smile became more and more prosperous, secretly thinking: "What a Li Youyi, his appetite is too big. How many treasures did he seize? Using my Zuoqiu Gate's talisman robe to enter the mountain, he made a monstrous fortune, but fled with the treasures. Can he escape the monk, can he escape the temple?"

"The Hidden Lord is here?"

Li Youyi looked around at this low grassland hill, his vision was unobstructed, and no one was seen for dozens of miles. Where was the shadow of the Hidden Lord's arrival?

"Whoosh!"

On the small hill only tens of meters high in front, a crack suddenly appeared, and an invisible curtain was lifted.

The Hidden Lord's burly and tall figure appeared, wearing a metal mask, black clothes and wide robes, not angry but prestigious, and said from afar: "Youyi, was the cooperation with the Zuoqiu Gate pleasant? Did you help them dig up Immortal Soil?"

Li Youyi observed the curtain and discovered the array patterns. He walked up the hill quickly and reported: "Dug up nearly one jin of Immortal Soil, as well as a large amount of spirit soil, which has already been brought down the mountain by Zuoqiu Baiming."

"One jin is a bit less, but building a friendship with the Zuoqiu Gate is the most important thing. In the future, you will have many places to cooperate. Speaking of which, the Zuoqiu Gate's ancestor came to Lizhou, and it was I who personally invited him," the Hidden Lord said.

Hidden Twenty-Four and Hidden Twenty-Three followed up the mountain, both with natural expressions, not daring to expose the truth that Li Youyi had run away and lined his own pockets.

Li Youyi felt a bit uneasy in his heart and said: "Hidden Sect, isn't it about hiding? Can't the cooperation be handed over to Cang Li, the inheritor? By the way, the Hidden Lord invited the Zuoqiu Gate's ancestor; wouldn't the existence of the Hidden Sect be exposed?"

The Hidden Lord, who never smiled in front of other hidden people, smiled: "For thousands of years, as the two transcendent forces of the Southern Region, the Zuoqiu Gate and the Jiuli Clan have been probing each other. Among them, the most intense probing is the Hidden Sect."

"You don't think the Zuoqiu Gate doesn't have its own Hidden Sect? For thousands of gates, thousands of ancient clans, and thousands of sects, the existence of the Hidden Sect is an open secret."

"The Hidden Sects of the Jiuli Clan and the Zuoqiu Gate compete and fight in the dark. But they also cooperate to clean up other forces in the Southern Region that might grow into thousands of gates and sects."

"This kind of dirty work is done by the Hidden Sects of both families, and they will not allow a third thousand-force to emerge in the Southern Region."

"In addition, to win the support of the Zuoqiu Gate, the Jiuli Clan... especially the Hidden Sect, must show the strength that a thousand-ancient clan should have, and offer enough price."

Li Youyi heard something unusual and his expression was grave: "Is the situation so dangerous that we must invite the help of the Zuoqiu Gate to survive the crisis?"

The Hidden Lord's gaze was deep: "The entry of Tianya Ridge was unexpected; no one thought the demon race would dare to intervene in the struggle for the world. Of course, even so, it's not that we must have the help of the Zuoqiu Gate. It's just that if there is an easier way to solve the problem, why resist alone?"

"Youyi, if you want to be a God-Hidden Person, you must understand a truth. As a leader, you cannot just consider how to fight to the death with the enemy, but should consider reducing your own casualties as much as possible while winning."

"Hidden people follow you, so you must take good care of them."

"In the seven states of the Southern Region, forces are competing; barbarians, gates, clans, sects, demons, gangs... experts are like clouds. If you want to survive, you must find allies as much as possible. We need allies, and the Zuoqiu Gate also needs them."

Beside the Hidden Lord, there were two other black-clothed figures who had been observing Li Youyi.

"How should these two be addressed?"

Li Youyi moved his gaze to them.

One of the black-clothed figures had fair skin and a round, soft face, looking like he was in his twenties. He moved forward, not looking down on Li Youyi because his cultivation was still shallow, and smiled with a fist salute: "Hidden Thirteen."

"Hidden Two."

The other man was shorter, with a thin face, deep and quiet eyes, and a heavy aura, looking like he was in his thirties or forties.

Both wore high-grade magic tool Night-Walking Clothes.

The difference was that a corner of a cyan brocade official robe could be seen inside Hidden Thirteen's Night-Walking Clothes, which showed his extraordinary identity.

(End of chapter)