About five minutes later, Cang Zhongyi led a large group of people toward them.
Xu Mu looked at the densely packed crowd—there were roughly six or seven hundred people.
That was about as many people as lived in an ordinary village.
The crowd included people of nearly every age: the elderly, as well as infants held in their mothers’ arms.
No wonder Dantai Quan had been willing to offer her body just to bring him here. These people were the foundation she needed to make a comeback.
“Princess.”
When the people present saw Dantai Quan, they all bowed in greeting.
“Everyone! You have followed me all the way here, so naturally I won’t abandon you now. We’ll advance and retreat together. We’ll definitely make it out!”
Dantai Quan shouted to the people behind her.
Cang Zhongyi came over to Xu Mu again. “What do you need us to do? Destroying the relic’s formation requires tremendous strength. The people with you definitely aren’t enough. Besides me, we have dozens of experts at the World-Breaking Realm.”
“No need. I never said I was going to break the entire relic formation. Even if we wanted to, the people here wouldn’t be capable of it.”
Xu Mu infused the red sword with qi, causing golden runes to appear across its surface.
He thrust it forward with all his strength, then slashed diagonally downward. A crack appeared out of thin air before them.
“This is…”
Cang Zhongyi’s eyes widened.
“The connection points of the relic formation are its weakest locations. I can temporarily cut one open a little.”
Xu Mu turned around and said to the people behind him, “Don’t waste any time. Get out through here!”
[Affection +30]
Tears of excitement immediately streamed down Dantai Quan’s face. She turned around and shouted, “Hurry! Adults, carry the children and the elderly! Move quickly!”
The clanspeople, who had been shrouded in despair, became tremendously excited when they saw that a way out had appeared.
They picked up the elderly and children and hurried through the exit Xu Mu had opened.
Nearly everyone glanced gratefully at Xu Mu as they passed through. One or two Affection points appeared above most of their heads.
Unfortunately, the majority of them were only at Destiny Level One. Even so, all of them together were nearly enough for a ten-pull.
After everyone had escaped, Dantai Quan and Cang Zhongyi followed them out.
Finally, Xu Mu and Chen Xuan left together.
The outside was still a stretch of mountain forest, and the opening Xu Mu had created was more than ten meters above the ground.
Once Xu Mu and Chen Xuan emerged, the gap gradually began to close.
Everyone looked around, chattering excitedly.
“We’re really out! I can’t believe we still had a chance to survive.”
“I know this place. It’s dozens of kilometers north of the entrance to our relic. Look over there at that cliff—I even jumped off it once.”
…
Dantai Quan looked at the expressions on everyone’s faces, her own face filled with joy as well. She grabbed Xu Mu’s arm and shook it excitedly. “Xu Mu, thank you! What exactly did you do just now? Our relic clearly only had one exit.”
[Affection +20]
“To make a relic formation seamless, the connection points have to be stitched together.”
Xu Mu pointed at the stitching on his sleeve. “I used my weapon to cut through one of those stitches, creating a small opening.”
“Brother Mu, how did the opening repair itself?”
Chen Xuan pointed toward the sky.
“The relic formation requires a tremendous amount of spirit stones to maintain. The small section I cut didn’t damage its foundation, so the formation was naturally able to repair itself.”
Xu Mu smiled as he explained.
“I never knew it was possible to leave a relic by using a method like that. I’ve learned something new.”
Dantai Quan spoke from the side.
“What you learned is useless. You’d need to gather at least four or five ninth-rank experts to destroy that stitch, and they would also have to strike the exact same point.”
Xu Mu waved the red sword in his hand. “The reason I was able to cut it open was because of this precious weapon.”
“I see.”
Dantai Quan suddenly understood. “Xu Mu, thank you. I’ll definitely repay you afterward. This place isn’t safe to remain in. Let’s leave first.”
Chen Xuan shrugged helplessly. “I didn’t expect the battle to end so quickly.”
“It hasn’t ended yet.”
Xu Mu patted Chen Xuan on the shoulder, then looked at Dantai Quan. “Does the territory of the Third Tribe have any treasures?”
“The Third Tribe? Of course it does! With so many treasures and spirit stones, they couldn’t possibly carry everything on them.”
Dantai Quan was stunned at first. Then she covered her small mouth. “You… you’re planning to break into their relic?”
“Their leader is here, and their second-in-command is dead. If we don’t loot their home now, my hands will start itching.”
Xu Mu smiled.
“Brother Mu, mine are itching too!”
Chen Xuan couldn’t help laughing. “There’s no time to waste. Let’s go!”
Cang Zhongyi and the other World-Breaking experts nearby all felt their blood surge when they heard this.
They had spent so long hiding and fleeing that they had never dared to imagine launching a counterattack against the Flood Dragon Clan.
But after thinking it over, this really was a good opportunity.
“Xu Mu! I’ll go with you. Back when I was still a princess, I visited the Third Tribe’s relic. I even know the key to the formation chamber there. Hei Zhuo wasn’t the Third Tribe’s leader at the time, so he definitely doesn’t know about it.”
Dantai Quan spoke to Xu Mu.
“It’s too dangerous for you to go.”
Xu Mu put an arm around Chen Xuan’s shoulder. “The two of us both have ways to save our lives. Do you?”
“I absolutely won’t hold you back.”
Dantai Quan’s expression was serious. “If it’s just the two of you, you definitely won’t be able to retrieve the treasures in time. Their people must have escaped to send word already. Hei Zhuo can travel thousands of kilometers in a single step, so he’ll be able to return soon.”
“All right, then you can come with us.”
Xu Mu nodded.
What she said made sense. It might take their subordinates quite some time to deliver the news, but Hei Zhuo could return much faster.
“Be careful!”
Cang Zhongyi didn’t stop them. After all, one could not obtain the tiger’s cub without entering its den.
If they could empty the Third Tribe’s stores this time, then, together with Xu Mu’s alchemy skills, their overall strength would certainly rise to another level.
“All right, Master. Take our clanspeople to a safe area first.”
After saying that, Dantai Quan grabbed Xu Mu and Chen Xuan by the hands. “We’re leaving now!”
“Let’s move too.”
Cang Zhongyi shouted to the people around him.
…
This time, Dantai Quan held nothing back and flew at full speed. Even so, it took nearly three hours before they reached the northernmost point of Qingqiu.
“Xu Mu, look over there at that royal city. That’s where the Third Tribe’s relic is located.”
Dantai Quan pointed toward a basin surrounded by several towering mountains in the distance.
She brought the two of them down at the edge of the royal city.
Xu Mu and Chen Xuan looked at the city before them and discovered that it was even more magnificent than the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan’s royal city.
After all, the Flood Dragon Clan was a first-rate race, far beyond what the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan could compare with.
All three of them put on black robes before entering the city.
The buildings here were constructed from stone, and they looked far more impressive than the wooden houses of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan.
Many of them even had two stories.
They didn’t linger, instead making their way to the relic’s entrance as quickly as possible.
The entrance was located halfway up a mountain, with more than ten guards stationed around it.
Beside the ruins stood a stone bearing two large characters: “Flood Dragon.”
“Brother Mu, how are we supposed to get inside?” Chen Xuan asked. “If we alert them, we’ll have even less time to search for the treasure.”
“Then I’m afraid we’ll have to make a small sacrifice—the beauty of Princess Dantai.”
Xu Mu smiled as he glanced at Dantai Quan.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
