lcionline Chapter 72 The waters here run deep; you can't handle it.
Chapter 72 The waters here run deep; you can't handle it.
Within the secret realm.
Wang Zhao leaned against the tree stump, regulating his internal energy while asking about Qi Xingyu and the others.
"Um... there was a sudden attack by a monster just now, and I took advantage of the chaos to escape with you..."
Li Wudao was talking nonsense and didn't want to involve the other party, so it was best not to know.
Wang Zhaoxin believed it to be true, and still felt lingering fear, so he vented his anger:
"Damn it, that damned madman Qi Xingyu tried to kill me the moment he saw me. If I hadn't met Brother Li, I would have died at his hands. I will not be a gentleman if I do not avenge this!"
He planned to report the matter sternly upon returning to his sect, and even if he couldn't be sentenced to death, he would not let the matter go unpunished.
"The invading monsters are not to be underestimated; perhaps that guy has already died in their jaws."
Li Wudao smiled knowingly.
"If that's the case, then that would be wonderful." Wang Zhao said with a start, then chuckled.
Chat for a while,
Li Wudao planned to head deep into the secret realm and asked Wang Zhao if he wanted to go with him.
After a moment's thought, the latter shook his head and declined, saying with a wry smile, "Brother Li, I'd better not hold you back with my limited abilities. I'm willing but unable."
"Besides, I've already arranged to meet Lao Qiu on the outskirts, but I haven't found him yet, and I'm a little worried."
Hearing this,
Li Wudao nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, then took out a discarded piece of crimson gold soft armor and handed it to Wang Zhao.
"Here, wear this in case you need it. It might save your life in a crisis."
Wang Zhao froze, reaching out to stroke the crimson-gold armor, his eyes wide with astonishment. "Hiss~ Could this be a high-grade Xuan-level protective gear?!"
"more or less."
Li Wudao smiled. There wasn't much difference between top-grade and high-grade, at least in his opinion.
"You gave it to me like that? Really?"
Wang Zhao stared blankly at the crimson-gold soft armor, his expression somewhat dazed.
In his understanding, Xuan-rank protective gear was extremely rare, far more precious than weapons of the same rank.
This soft armor is estimated to be worth at least five thousand low-grade spirit stones.
So, Li Wudao just gave it to him like that?
"It's real."
Li Wudao looked at him with amusement.
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhao seemed to awaken from a dream, and the look in his eyes as he gazed at the boy instantly changed, filled with gratitude, bittersweetness, and recognition...
The next instant, he suddenly knelt on one knee, suppressing a laugh:
"Wang Zhao has wandered for half his life, only regretting that he has not met a wise ruler. If you do not abandon him, Zhao is willing to become your godfather!"
"........"
Li Wudao froze, looking at him speechlessly, and coughed lightly, saying, "My dear son... there's really no need for that!"
This kid acted like he'd never seen the world before, his exaggerated expressions were so funny it was hard not to laugh.
"gone!"
The two exchanged a smile, and Wang Zhao waved and walked away into the distance.
No sooner had I left than the system reward notification sounded.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, your investment has been successful. Investment project: Crimson Gold Soft Armor]
[Random reward feedback in progress........]
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Formation Breaking Talisman (Saint Rank) x5]
[Formation-Breaking Talisman (Saint-Rank): Can break Saint-rank and lower-rank formations instantly.]
Li Wudao glanced at the reward and muttered, "A formation-breaking talisman... Hmm... It seems I won't need it for now, but it's better than nothing."
"Ah-"
Just then, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the depths of the secret realm, soaring straight into the sky, dazzling and eye-catching, attracting everyone's attention.
"Such a dense fluctuation of spiritual energy! A great treasure is bound to be born!"
"Hurry up, it'll be too late if we're late!"
Instantly, the entire secret realm was abuzz with activity. The disciples of the three sects, as if injected with adrenaline, rushed towards the pillar of light like madmen.
After pondering for a moment, Li Wudao also chose to go.
If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang Churan should also be able to see the pillar of light, and they will probably meet there.
At this moment, he was not far from the location of the pillar of light. If he quickened his pace, he estimated that he would arrive in less than an hour.
Thinking of this, Li Wudao did not hesitate and immediately increased his speed to the maximum, moving forward at full speed.
Midway through, he suddenly discovered a problem.
It seems there is no night in the secret realm; even after so much time has passed, the sky is still as bright as day.
Li Wudao's brows furrowed as various speculations arose.
This situation can only mean that the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm is a world that was created separately, which also means that the strength of the creator is even more unfathomable!
He was now even more curious about who the master of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm was.
........
Before long, Li Wudao arrived at the source of the light.
Ahead, a steaming pool of lava came into view, about a hundred meters in diameter. There was no vegetation around it, only cracked black soil, making it a completely dead land.
The temperature here is soaring, the heatwave is intense, and the air is terrifyingly hot. Just looking at it from afar makes you sweat profusely, making it difficult for ordinary people to get close.
The source of that beam of light was at the center of the magma.
Li Wudao followed the gaze and his eyes narrowed slightly.
At the center of the lava, there is a circular altar with a withered male corpse sitting cross-legged on it. Judging from the degree of weathering, he should have died a few years ago.
On the corpse's right hand, a storage ring was emitting a dazzling light, clearly the source of the problem.
He guessed that the restrictions on the storage ring had broken, causing the brilliance of the treasures inside to leak out.
With such amazing spiritual energy, the treasure inside the ring must be extraordinary.
Li Wudao remained hidden in the shadows, observing the situation discreetly, without immediately rushing forward.
To be honest, the location of the corpse was too conspicuous; he didn't believe that no one else had come here when the secret realm opened last time.
But the fact that no one has taken the storage ring speaks volumes.
Most importantly, there is only a rickety suspension bridge leading to the lava pool, and no one is sure if it will suddenly collapse halfway there.
Just as he was pondering,
A somewhat familiar-looking young man came into view.
This man was shirtless, with bulging muscles; he was none other than Zhong Shan, the chief disciple of the Lingwu Sect.
When he saw the storage ring shining brightly, his eyes lit up and he excitedly rushed towards the suspension bridge.
However, after taking only a couple of steps, the suspension bridge began to shake violently, creaking and groaning.
"Crack!"
The next instant, a piece of wood snapped in two.
Zhong Shan lost his footing, his pupils contracted, and he instantly fell into the lava, where he was submerged in the blink of an eye, without even uttering a muffled groan.
"I knew there was a trick involved..."
Li Wudao muttered to himself, his heart tightening.
Although he possesses the Pure Yang Holy Body, he has only undergone initial awakening and would definitely not be able to withstand such high temperatures for long.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had noticed something, and he stared intently at the bottom of the lava pool.
"GuluGulu——"
Suddenly, the magma began to boil, and then a figure shot out from it—it was Zhong Shan!
"Haha, luckily I have the Fire-Repelling Pearl on me. Heaven hasn't forsaken me. This treasure is mine now!"
Zhong Shan clutched a bright red bead in his hand, and the surrounding magma scattered as if avoiding a snake or scorpion, not daring to touch him.
"Wow, wow, this is incredible!"
Li Wudao was astonished, never expecting that the other party would possess such a rare treasure.
With the Fire-Repelling Pearl, Zhong Shan was like a fish in water. The magma couldn't do anything to him, and he easily climbed onto the altar and took the storage ring from the mummified corpse's hand.
Immediately, he turned back the way he came and couldn't resist standing on the shore to examine the treasures in his storage ring.
"This...this is the Pan Lei Jing?!"
Zhongshan's pupils dilated in shock, and he instinctively gasped in surprise.
He never expected that the opportunity he obtained so casually would be the inheritance of Venerable Pan Lei, which several major sects had long coveted!
"Haha, it's true that timing is everything. I never thought you would find the Pan Lei Jing."
Suddenly, a disciple of the Thunderfire Sect walked into the arena, laughing loudly.
"Wei Kangping, what do you want?"
Zhong Shan frowned, staring at the aloof young man before him as if facing a formidable enemy.
This person is the top newcomer on the Thunderfire Sect's list, and his aura is no weaker than his. He has also broken through to the early stage of Martial Grandmaster, so he should not be underestimated.
"Hand over the storage ring."
Wei Kangping said indifferently.
"You're dreaming!"
Zhong Shan was furious. How could he possibly hand over the Martial Venerable's inheritance to someone else?
"Hehe, then let's see who has the best skills. Whoever wins keeps it!"
"Right on my mind!"
Secretly, Li Wudao stroked his chin, feeling that the time was right and it was time to make his move.
Immediately, he took small, leisurely steps and walked up to the two of them, shamelessly laughing:
"Listen to my advice, both of you. The inheritance of the Martial Venerable is a matter of great importance, and there are many complexities involved. You cannot handle it, so leave it to me."