Chapter 838: The Bizarre Giant Hand!

"Brother across! Could you help me pick a few fist‑style secret manuals? Rest assured I won't take any of your advantages!"

"Right, right, right, help me pick a few sword‑style ones! Set whatever price you like!"

"I want a blade‑style one! Please, brother!"

Over at Bai Zichuan's side, the people who were still picking treasures suddenly lost interest! One by one they leaned against the transparent wall, begging the people on Ye Qingran's side to help bring the manuals.

In an instant the roles switched; the half of the great hall on Ye Qingran's side became the prized spot, and the people opposite wore envious faces.

The people on Ye Qingran's side, thinking that a scoundrel shouldn't profit from money, quickly selected the manuals, but a word from Xiao Hu made them halt their hands.

"No, you can't; each person may only take one, otherwise you'll be punished!"

Xiao Hu reminded them.

Over at Bai Zichuan's side, a chubby man with a dark complexion scoffed, "Ignore him; what does a little brat know?! Xiong Er, hurry! Pack more!"

"Alright, Xiong Da!"

It turned out the two were brothers: the elder called Xiong Da, the younger Xiong Er; to maximize profit, one followed Bai Zichuan, the other followed Ye Qingran.

Xiong Er ignored Xiao Hu's words, frantically stuffing manuals into his own space, while exclaiming, "Good thing I grabbed a bigger Space Bag, otherwise it wouldn't fit!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the manuals in his hand suddenly blackened at a visible speed. Xiong Er was shocked, instinctively flung the manuals away, but it was too late; his hand was already coated in black powder, his hand carbonized into black ash and fell to the ground as dust.

"Xiong Da! Save me quickly!"

Xiong Er was terrified.

"Xiong Er!"

Xiong Da was at a loss.

Amid a chorus of gasps, Xiong Er turned completely to ash, piling on the ground like a small mound, constantly reminding everyone of the fate of insatiable greed.

"See, I told you all, why didn't you listen?"

Xiao Hu shook his head, quite helpless.

With Xiong Er's cautionary tale, the others no longer dared greed, quickly returning the manuals they held, leaving only one.

The people opposite also fell into despair; with no one bringing manuals, they couldn't pass, only lamenting why they had chosen Bai Zichuan earlier.

"Had I known, I should have chosen Ye Qingran's!"

"Ye Qingran is truly far‑sighted!"

"I regret it so much!"

Listening to the complaints, Bai Zichuan's complexion grew ever darker.

Ye Qingran, smiling, asked Xiao Hu, "Xiao Hu, how did you know there was a bookshelf on the wall? And that books can't be taken in bulk?"

Xiao Hu lifted a black flute, "It must have told me."

Demon flute?

That demon flute was the Demon Race relic Hu Meili sent that day, said to save their lives in a critical moment; who knew it had this function—truly a cheating artifact!

"Mother, let's empty this bookshelf together!"

When Xiao Hu said that, Fu San and the others couldn't help but stare.

Even Ye Qingran was a bit surprised, "Xiao Hu, didn't you say each person could only take that one manual?"

"Exactly." Xiao Hu nodded plainly, "Am I not just delivering one share to each Great Demon of the Demon Race?"

Then, under everyone's shocked gaze, Xiao Hu's tiny hand clutched the manual and stuffed it into their mother's Shen Nong Space.

The key is, nothing went wrong!

"Can there even be such a maneuver?"

"Kid, then can I help my outside friends bring them?"

Xiao Hu shook his head, "No!"

"Why?"

"Are your outside friends humans?"

"…Yes!"

"Then that's fine, right?"

Everyone: "......."

Finally they understood: the manual belongs to the Demon Race; it can be taken for the Demon Race, but not for humans!

Ye Qingran patted the top of Xiao Hu's head, "Xiao Hu, you really are a clever little spirit!"

Xiao Hu chuckled, "It's thanks to mother!"

Everyone: "......"

Hey, kid, your mouth is too sweet, that's cheating!

Soon, the bookshelf was emptied.

Watching an entire wall of manuals being shoved by Ye Qingran into space, the others couldn't help but be extremely envious.

Especially Bai Zichuan, whose eyes were blood‑shot, jealousy driving him nearly mad!

Some wondered why Ye Qingran's space was so vast, seemingly never full.

"Let's keep moving forward!"

At Ye Qingran's command, everyone, as if injected with adrenaline, walked excitedly toward the great hall's exit.

This great hall held so many manuals; surely better things await ahead!

Leaving the great hall, they entered a pitch‑black passage again; after a stretch of travel, they arrived at a massive cavern!

Above the cavern hung inverted, sharp stone spikes; below lay a bottomless Abyss. Only two intersecting arch bridges spanned the Abyss east‑west and north‑south. Ye Qingran and the others must cross one of the bridges to reach the opposite side.

Like the previous great hall, this Abyss was also split by a transparent wall, and Bai Zichuan's side also had two intersecting bridges.

"Ye Qingran, we meet again!"

Bai Zichuan forced a smile, but inside he was thrilled to have gotten rid of Ye Qingran!

Everyone at the bridgehead looked on for a moment; after finding nothing unusual, someone couldn't wait and crossed the bridge.

The people on Bai Zichuan's side crossed the bridge without trouble. Just when everyone thought there was no danger here, on Ye Qingran's side, Feng Yi, who led the vanguard, had just reached the middle when a massive black hand suddenly shot up from below. If Feng Yi hadn't reacted quickly, drawing his sword back at once, he would probably have been seized into the Abyss by now!

"What is that?"

The crowd wore faces of terror.

The huge hand was pitch‑black, enormous, its claws razor‑sharp, like a devil's hand.

After Feng Yi's lesson, no one dared to cross the bridge again!

"You, and you, go over!"

A member of the Bai Tribe casually pointed at two people and ordered them to go over.

Although someone had already crossed successfully, seeing that massive hand made the others reluctant to try.

"No, I don't want to..."

The two named were terrified, retreating while shaking their heads in refusal.

"Either you walk over yourselves, or we throw you down; the choice is yours!"

Under the Bai Tribe man's threat, the two finally had to compromise, trembling as they stepped onto the bridge, their hearts pounding all the way.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the big black hand to appear!

But, unexpectedly, they actually crossed the bridge without incident!

The big black hand did not appear again!

"We made it across!"

The two were overjoyed to the point of tears, embracing each other excitedly.

Bai Zichuan's eyes flickered, and he once again sent a few cannon fodders to test the waters.

They too all crossed the bridge without trouble!

"Could everything just now have been an illusion?"

On Bai Zichuan's side, after several prior successes, the remaining people gradually grew bolder and began crossing the bridge one after another.

As for Ye Qingran's side, no one dared to go over; that massive hand had left a psychological scar.

"I'll try."

Xuan Yuan Luo said as he walked toward the bridge, gripping the Xuan Yuan Sword tightly in his hand, ready at any moment.

"Stay safe."

Ye Qingran instructed in a deep voice.

"Little Qingran, is this caring for me?"

Xuan Yuan Luo flicked his hair from his forehead and threw a coquettish glance at Ye Qingran.

"Greasy!" Ye Qingran gave a blunt assessment.

Xuan Yuan Luo smiled, his bearing elegant and unrivaled; when he turned his head, his expression instantly became steady, his steps firm, his face showing no trace of fear, yet he dared not relax at all.

Everyone held their breath, eyes unblinking as they watched him.

Just as Xuan Yuan Luo reached the middle of the bridge, that black hand reappeared!

This time Xuan Yuan Luo came prepared; he reacted instantly, soaring on his sword to dodge the black hand, but to everyone's astonishment, other massive hands also emerged from the Abyss!

"Careful!"