Four Extremities Mountain Secret Realm.
Sword Qi crisscrossed, spirit energy surged outward, causing the heavens and earth to shift, the universe to be overturned.
This secret realm exploration truly was, as Liang Hao had said, filled with killing and bloodshed from the very beginning.
The moment they entered the secret realm, the cultivators began to slaughter each other, none of them willing to yield, none of them wanting others to fare better than themselves.
In just one hour, hundreds of cultivators with insufficient strength had perished. All their efforts were for the sake of entering the depths, seeking supreme treasures and opportunities, while also eliminating potential threats.
"Heaven-Opening Sword Technique, first form: Severing Rivers!"
Qin Feng's sword slashed out, and the ten Spirit Gathering Realm cultivators facing him instantly turned to dust.
Now, Qin Feng had been reborn, exuding an invincible aura as he stood arrogantly with his sword.
With the Overbearing Dragon-Tiger Technique and the Heaven-Opening Sword Technique working in tandem, Qin Feng advanced smoothly, successfully pushing through the first wave of people to enter the depths of the secret realm.
"Star River Sword Technique: Setting Sun."
Outside the secret realm, Lin Feng's cultivation had also become more profound than before, reaching the second rank of the Nascent Yuan Realm. He held a Xuan-ranked treasure sword, and with the crisscrossing of sword energy, he also broke through the encirclement and entered the depths.
His goals were only two: the Crimson Flame Fruit and the Ancient Inheritance.
As long as he obtained these two opportunities, his future life would be smooth sailing.
Inside the secret realm, the sounds of killing shook the heavens. Su Yunying and Liang Hao also entered the depths of the secret realm.
Only Fahai was hiding behind a rock on the periphery, watching the scene of blood and gore outside, constantly chanting the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha, Amitabha, may the Buddha protect us, may the Buddha protect us, you can't see me, can't see me..."
Suddenly, a loud noise rang out in Fahai's ear.
He saw a monk fall from mid-air, directly smashing a pit in front of him.
"Pfft~"
The monk was seriously injured, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Fahai immediately stepped forward and grabbed his hand, saying, "Fellow Buddhist, are you alright?"
The monk looked at Fahai and slowly said, "Fellow Buddhist, this little monk is a monk from Puxian Temple, please lend a hand..."
Fahai didn't bother, immediately closing the monk's eyes and muttering, "Rest in peace, brother. Don't worry, I will take care of your wife and children. Don't worry."
The monk heard this and hurriedly said, "Brother, I think I can still be saved. There's no need to be so ruthless, right?"
Just then, Fahai felt a sharp sword qi attacking from behind.
Acting on instinct, Fahai lifted the monk above his head and turned to block.
Boom!
The sword qi exploded instantly, and the monk died on the spot.
At the same time, a storage bag fell from the monk's corpse.
Fahai immediately discarded the corpse and picked up the storage bag, putting it into his pocket with lightning speed.
Just then, another sect disciple landed in front of Fahai.
"Fellow Daoist..."
"Prajna Palm!"
Without a word, Fahai directly slammed a Prajna Palm onto the sect disciple's forehead, sending him to meet the Buddha on the spot.
"Benefactor, this humble monk is helping you escape the sea of suffering and spare you from the torment of this illness, Amitabha."
Then, he rummaged through the corpse, finding two more storage pouches.
After examining the contents of the storage pouches, Fahai was instantly furious: "What garbage! It made this Buddha happy for nothing!"
But despite his cursing, he still naturally pocketed the storage pouches.
Then, for dozens of times, the outside world was in turmoil, but Fahai was focused on picking up the leftovers. In less than two hours, he had fully embraced Old Six Wu's ways, managing to collect over thirty storage bags.
Unfortunately, the storage bags mostly contained low-grade spiritual herbs, and the finished products were far inferior to those refined by Shen Zhao.
However, with the understanding that even a mosquito is meat, Fahai still enjoyed picking up the scraps.
However, as it turned out, karma catches up to you when you act like Old Six Wu for too long.
Just as Fahai was gleefully continuing to scavenge, a mocking voice sounded in his ear: "Hey, you, your storage bag looks familiar. Mind if I take a look?"
Looking up, he saw a gray-robed youth standing opposite him, gazing at Fahai with an air of coldness, disdain, and indifference.
"Amitabha, benefactor, this monk still has matters to attend to. Please, be on your way."
With that, Fahai turned and tried to leave.
But as he turned, he saw the gray-robed youth once again blocking his path.
"Bald donkey, I am Xu Ning. I won't beat around the bush. I'll just say this: I want your storage pouch. I advise you to hand it over obediently, so I don't have to do it myself."
Fahai was infuriated upon hearing this.
Damn it, I thought I was the only sly fox in this secret realm, but it turns out he's one too!
But on the surface, he remained calm and collected, directly taking a storage pouch from his chest and throwing it on the ground. "Since the benefactor desires it, how could this humble monk refuse?
To be honest, I truly don't care for these things. I'll give them to you to forge a good karma. Farewell!"
With those words, he turned and soared away.
"You know what's good for you!"
When Xu Ning went to pick up the storage pouch, he suddenly noticed a thin string attached to it. It had been pulled taut as Fahai flew, and the pouch was now flying away.
"You son of a bitch, you're trying to trick me!"
Xu Ning was enraged and immediately summoned his flying sword, stepping onto it to give chase.
One was running, the other chasing, and neither could gain the upper hand.
"Bald donkey, leave the storage pouch behind. I don't want to kill you."
"I advise you to be kind, and stop your useless shouting!"
"Looks like there's no room for discussion today."
Xu Ning immediately took out a Grade 5 Gale Talisman. He activated his spiritual energy and crushed it. His flying speed instantly increased several times, and he quickly caught up to Fahai.
Fahai was dumbfounded: "Benefactor, you're really wasting that Gale Talisman. This humble monk doesn't think it's worth it."
Xu Ning: "Stop your nonsense. This young master's motto is to do as I please. I won't give up until I get that storage pouch!"
Fahai was furious: "Benefactor, are you really not leaving any room for negotiation?"
"Hand over the storage pouch, and you can scram!"
"Damn it, you're pushing your luck! This humble monk will fight you!"
The next moment, Fahai directly used the Arhat Golden Bell.
Xu Ning stopped in his tracks and smiled playfully: "Arhat Golden Bell? Too bad your cultivation is too low, just a measly Nascent Yuan Realm."
Xu Ning crushed another Grade 5 Strength Enhancement Talisman, and his overall strength tripled again. Coupled with his Soul Sea Realm, Grade 4 cultivation, he threw a punch at Fahai.
Boom!
With a loud crash, the golden bell shattered, and Fahai plummeted downwards. Upon landing, he slammed into the ground, creating a three-foot-deep pit.
Following closely, Xu Ning landed gracefully in front of Fahai.
"Do you have the strength to oppose me, Xu Ning?"
Just as he raised his leg to kick, Fahai hurriedly said, "Harmony, save the crisis!"
Then, he took out his storage bag and, with a bruised face, tossed it over.
"If you'd known, why bother?"
Xu Ning caught the storage bag, glanced inside with his spiritual sense, and immediately showed disdain. "Damn, what kind of trash is this? You're so poor, you're really damn poor, ugh!"
Then he turned directly to search for the next target.
Fahai, having escaped the dangerous situation, sat on the ground and carefully recalled everything that had just happened, beginning to summarize his failures.
"No good, relying on looting like this will always be targeted by other Old Sixes. This monk needs to think of another cost-effective method.
Xu Ning, right? You just wait for this Buddha. If this Buddha doesn't get revenge, he absolutely won't swallow this anger."
On the other side, deep within the Four Extremities Mountain Secret Realm.
With his first-grade Nirvana Realm cultivation, Liang Hao was like a ferocious tiger pouncing on a rabbit among a group of experts, and none of them were his match.
Su Yunying, behind him, had also broken through to the peak of the Soul Sea Realm. Clearly, she had gained a lot of opportunities during the time she was away from Shen Zhao, and her strength had greatly improved.
After clearing away the surrounding enemies who were eyeing them, Liang Hao felt that the atmosphere here was exceptionally cold, even his breath carried a chill.
"Where is this?"
"It feels so cold!"
Even with his Nirvana Realm cultivation, Liang Hao couldn't quite withstand this coldness.
Su Yunying's body, however, showed no change. Instead, the cold air here caused the Mysterious Phoenix Bloodline within her to stir, and there was even a subtle indication of a breakthrough.
She knew this was a rare opportunity, and immediately said to Liang Hao, "Big Brother Liang, you go deeper. I'd like to stay here and absorb the spiritual energy; it's quite beneficial for my cultivation."
Liang Hao nodded, "Then be careful. I'll wait for you at the center of the Four Extremities Mountain Secret Realm."
After saying this, he took out a Barrier Talisman and directly formed a concealed aura formation around Su Yunying.
After Liang Hao left, Su Yunying immediately sat cross-legged and felt the surrounding icy spiritual energy constantly stimulating the Mysterious Phoenix Bloodline within her body, and her cultivation began to increase visibly.
Outside the Four Extremities Mountain Secret Realm.
"Fellow Buddhist, rest in peace. I will raise your wife and children."
A monk with a face full of fleshy rolls was holding the blood-covered Fahai and sighing.
Fahai trembled and said, "Fellow Buddhist, I feel like I can still be saved."
The monk said, "Fellow Buddhist, do not worry. This humble monk will also take care of your storage bag for you."
What a similar scene. The monk with the fleshy face happily took away Fahai's storage bag, his face showing unconcealed joy.
Just as the monk was beside himself with joy, examining the storage pouch, Fahai suddenly gave a wicked smile. In the next moment.
"Prajna Palm!"
A powerful palm strike shot out. The monk, caught off guard, was instantly slammed into a piece of iron stone.
"Pfft~"
The monk vomited a mouthful of blood, his face filled with venom as he glared at Fahai, roaring, "You, Old Six, dared to scheme against me? I never thought that after all my scavenging, it would all become your wedding dress!"
Fahai stepped forward and stomped on his face, "You, Buddhist friend, even wanted to take a dead man's storage pouch. Who is the real Old Six? Truly shameless."
"You..."
"Pfft~"
The monk couldn't catch his breath and kicked the bucket.
Fahai immediately took the storage bag from his body, and then scanned it with his spiritual sense, and was immediately overjoyed: "This little monk has struck it rich! Three Xuan-grade spirit artifacts, six fourth-grade pills, and eight thousand low-grade spirit stones, five hundred mid-grade spirit stones, and some beneficial spirit talismans. Indeed, playing dead is more profitable and also safer."
After the profound lesson of the Xu Ning incident, Fahai decisively changed his approach, relying on playing dead to trick the loot-grabbing Old Sixes into falling into his trap. For a time, he harvested more than a dozen valuable storage bags in a row, with a full haul.
Just as he had just put away the storage bag, he suddenly felt someone passing behind him again.
"Another Old Six?"
Then he immediately threw a storage bag to the side and continued to lie on the ground, pretending to be dead to lure the fat sheep.
Sure enough, Old Six Wu, hiding behind the rock, couldn't help but be overjoyed after seeing Fahai lying not far away: "My cultivation is making great progress! I didn't expect that I, Old Six Wu, could also pick up a bargain."
As he spoke, Old Six Wu quietly crept to Fahai's side, cautiously sizing him up from five steps away, and then cautiously asked: "Hey, little master, are you still alive? If you're not alive, please allow me to pick up a bargain. I won't be polite about the storage bag on the ground."
After speaking, he directly pulled out a bamboo pole and hooked the storage bag that had fallen beside Fahai, slowly pulling it towards himself.
Fahai, squinting and seeing this scene, was furious and cursing in his heart.
"Damn Amitabha, why isn't this Old Six following the script? If he doesn't come over, how am I supposed to scheme against him?"
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