If You Play Dirty, I Won't Be Polite

Hearing this, a trace of fear appeared in Miao Qing's eyes. Compared to death, most people of the Jiuli tribe feared humiliation more.

Shameless!

I just said it, we are not good people.

Xu Mu rubbed his hands together. Come with me. Let's find a quiet place and start with a female levitation.

Don't! I'll tell you everything. There really is a ruin here, and you guessed right. We've been here for almost twenty years and still haven't cracked the formations inside.

In her heart, Miao Qing had formulated a plan to deal with the people in front of her.

These were all young people, and judging by their strength, they could be considered top-tier young talents.

These people had one major weakness: their youthful arrogance.

If she told them about this ruin, they might go in voluntarily.

Then the formations inside would be enough to kill them.

Hearing this, Xu Mu smiled. Who among the Jiuli tribe knows about this location? I hope you won't lie to me, because I know quite a bit about you.

You... know me?

Miao Qing's expression changed.

Daughter of the leader of the third tribe of the Jiuli.

Xu Mu revealed her background.

As for Chen Xuan, Jin Mo, and Tong Guoguo beside him, none of them paid it any mind.

Xu Mu indeed knew people from many different races, such as Fu Jinyu from the Sky Demon tribe, and Li Chenshuang from the Jiuli tribe. Knowing this leader's daughter was perfectly normal.

Miao Qing's face suddenly changed. She hadn't expected this person to know her, which meant she couldn't lie.

Once discovered, she would be doomed eternally.

Only our lineage knows about this place, Miao Qing explained.

Xu Mu asked curiously, Do you mean the third tribe?

Of course not. If the entire third tribe knew about this ruin, there wouldn't be a share for me.

Miao Qing took a deep breath. I am the one hundred and first child of the third leader.

Holy shit? What did you say?

Xu Mu was instantly dumbfounded.

I said, I rank one hundred and first among the descendants of the third leader. Is that so strange? The leader of the first tribe already has over three hundred children.

Miao Qing explained, Because our Jiuli tribe is constantly at war, the risk of death is extremely high. If we didn't have many children, our tribe would have gone extinct long ago. Moreover, we revere strength, and the rest of the Jiuli tribe all desire the excellent genes of the leaders.

Tong Guoguo chimed in from the side, I have indeed heard of this. In the Jiuli tribe, women take pride in bearing the children of the strong.

Xu Mu nodded slightly; thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

Setting aside the fact that the Jiuli tribe had longer lifespans, even ordinary descendants of Yan and Huang might have relieved themselves six or seven hundred times before the age of twenty.

These leaders of the Jiuli tribe had their own women, so they certainly wouldn't take care of their needs themselves. Over so many years, having hundreds of children was quite logical.

Continue, Xu Mu said, looking at Miao Qing.

There's nothing much to say. It's just that aside from her looks, my mother didn't have any outstanding qualities. And among all these children, my talent was only average, which caused my mother's status to be even lower.

Miao Qing explained, We didn't get any share of the tribe's resources at all. I honestly think that if I bumped into my father on the street, he wouldn't even recognize me.

I think I understand. You mean to say that the only ones who know this location are you and your mother?

Xu Mu asked, looking at Miao Qing.

That's right. Our Jiuli tribe also has expenses. Since we lacked cultivation talent, my mother found a job to make money. At first, my mother ran it herself, and later, to save on costs, we opened a factory in the county town.

At this point, Miao Qing looked toward the factory building. It was right here on this site that we discovered the symbols of the Jiuli tribe. After investigating from multiple angles, we found this ruin.

You didn't dare report it, afraid the treasures would be snatched away, right?

Xu Mu asked with a smile.

Exactly. In the Jiuli tribe, strength is everything. Even if you were the one who found the location, they would at most give you some garbage as a token gesture. As for the real treasures, we wouldn't even get a turn.

Miao Qing shook her head slightly. At the time, my mother told me that we couldn't tell anyone this address. Even if we could never get the treasures, we couldn't let anyone else have them either.

Xu Mu nodded inwardly. Your mother is very smart.

But with just the strength of the two of us, we simply couldn't break through the formations. So over the years, my mother and I have been studying formations. My mother would come over to explore from time to time, but after nearly twenty years, we still haven't obtained the treasures.

Miao Qing said to Xu Mu.

Understood. Then let's cooperate. If we really find treasures, I'll give you ten percent.

Xu Mu looked at Miao Qing. After all, we found the location ourselves, and as for exploring and finding the treasures, you won't be of much help anyway.

Then what is the ten percent you're giving me for?

Miao Qing asked.

Over the years, you must have learned something about the internal structure and formations, right? Just tell me those things, and it will save us some trouble, Xu Mu explained.

Miao Qing frowned. Xu Mu's words had truly exceeded her expectations.

She originally thought they wanted to snatch the treasures all for themselves, but she didn't expect them to give her a share.

I... Let me discuss this with my mother.

As Miao Qing spoke, she took out her phone, walked off into the distance, and turned her back to Xu Mu and the others.

Xu Mu, however, used his perception to listen to the voice on the other end of the phone.

After a short while, Miao Qing walked back over. Alright, I agree to your terms.

Xu Mu nodded slightly, but his eyes were sharp. This Miao Qing's mother was not someone to be trifled with.

He had heard it very clearly just now; her mother had specifically asked about the cultivation realms of Xu Mu and his group.

She had also told Miao Qing that if there was an opportunity, she should use the formations to dispose of Xu Mu and the others.

If there really was no opportunity, then she could only agree.

Ten percent was already plenty for them. If they told the third tribe, they wouldn't even get that.

Xu Mu wanted to see exactly what this Miao Qing would do.

She wasn't a female lead; if she dared to play dirty, Xu Mu would show no mercy.

Before going in, Xu Mu called Fu Jinyu again, only to find that the call still wouldn't go through.

So, he sent her a text message, telling her the address.

Following Miao Qing to the residential area inside the factory, they arrived at a two-story building.

The upper and lower floors at the very edge were completely enclosed by iron bars, and entering required a key.

Miao Qing took out a key, opened the door, and led the group inside. They followed the stairs at the edge up to the second floor.

The first floor is where I work, and the second floor is where I live.

Miao Qing opened a room on the second floor, walked toward the bedroom, and then opened a wardrobe.

After parting the hanging clothes to both sides, a hidden door was revealed at the back of the wardrobe. She pushed the hidden door open and jumped down.

Xu Mu and the others followed her down, appearing in an underground cave. Right next to them was a black stone stele.

How cautious. The first floor is blocked off with brick walls, and the entrance is built on the second floor.

Chen Xuan remarked from the side.

There are still some other members of the Jiuli tribe who come to inspect my work. This is also to be careful.

Miao Qing placed her hand on the stone stele. Come in. The danger level here is very high, so you must be careful.

After saying that, her figure vanished from the spot.

Xu Mu and the others followed close behind.

After stepping into the ruins, the group looked into the distance, where a majestic palace stood right before their eyes.

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