Chapter 419: Counter-Hunting

Unexpectedly, Wang Mu immediately spread his hands. "Everyone, don't misunderstand. I didn't give these to him!

This kid has good Luck. When he had nothing to do in the Northern Sea, he would go out to sea with others. As a result, he went out three times and encountered five nameless ruins, none of which had been opened by anyone before. Tell me, isn't that strange?"

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but twitch their lips.

They thought, 'It would have been better if you hadn't made up such a lie.'

It's not like they hadn't been to the Northern Sea before.

How could there be ruins everywhere?

Even if there were, they must have been arranged by you, Young Lord of the Wang Family!

What's the difference between that and giving them to him directly?

Furthermore, the Nine Heavens Spirit Treasure Formation was created by the Pavilion Master of Tianyuan in your Northern Dark Holy Land. It is profound and unfathomable; even ordinary Disciples of Northern Dark find it hard to master completely, requiring years of accumulated contributions.

Adding these two points together, do you still dare to say it wasn't prepared by you?

Little did they know, Wang Mu was not lying this time.

The Luck bonus provided by Han Li's Innate Dao Fetus was too astonishing.

Moreover, this thing seemed to continuously improve as his cultivation grew.

While it hadn't reached the level of picking up treasures every few steps, various mysterious Opportunities were lining up to wait for him.

In just one month, Han Li had even earned the nickname "Han the Koi" within a certain circle of Cultivators in the Northern Sea.

One could see how red-hot his Luck was.

Seeing that everyone clearly didn't believe him, Wang Mu felt helpless but didn't explain.

He simply watched the scene on the screen where Formations were appearing endlessly around Han Li, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"No wonder this kid ran over to me a while ago saying he wanted to learn Formations. So this is how he uses them."

However, Formations are one of the few methods that allow the weak to overcome the strong, or even torment an opponent across a major Realm, while still being considered acceptable.

The Nine Heavens Spirit Treasure Formation is even more so, possessing the advantages of extremely fast deployment and immediate effect. As long as there are enough treasures, it can even be cast instantly.

For a treasure-rich scholar like Han Li, it couldn't be more suitable.

Inside the Heavenly Ruins.

Seeing that dark and thin kid using an endless stream of Magic Treasures and Formations that simply couldn't be broken, "Liu Wanwan" felt like ten thousand Vicious Beasts were stampeding through her heart.

Torture!

This is too much torture!

In this state, it would be better to just be killed in one move; at least that would be quick.

Seeming to hear her inner thoughts, Han Li, while setting up a Formation, shouted: "Are you just going to watch from there? Do you really intend to let me fight her alone? What happened to the promised efficiency?"

As soon as his voice fell, a fire lotus shot over from a distance.

It exploded instantly!

Boom!

A sea of fire spread.

The sky shook and the earth quaked.

Mountains collapsed.

The entire world seemed to tremble.

Then, it became completely quiet.

The sea of fire dissipated.

Everything returned to peace.

"Liu Wanwan" had vanished, as if she had never appeared.

Lin Yan, carrying a giant ruler on his shoulder, looked at Han Li with a smile: "Brother Han has many methods. I just wanted to admire your skills a bit more, didn't I?"

Han Li rolled his eyes. "Cut it out. Wouldn't it have been better to act sooner? How many of my treasures did you waste?"

Lin Yan chuckled: "Brother Han isn't short on these, are you?"

Han Li simply ignored him.

He wasn't short on them.

But it still hurt!

Even if you have money, you shouldn't waste it like this.

He was terrified of being poor!

"Next time, don't kill her; leave her to me!"

Little Nannan walked over. Seeing that the Soul Race expert was already gone without a trace, she frowned slightly and said to Lin Yan with dissatisfaction.

Lin Yan was confused.

Xiao Wanmeng explained: "Little Nannan's Cultivation Technique is special. If she devours their Divine Soul, she can obtain a lot of useful information for us."

Lin Yan suddenly realized. So that was it.

His teacher seemed capable of this as well, though he didn't know whose method was stronger or weaker compared to Little Nannan's.

However, Lin Yan had no intention of exposing his teacher's existence, so he immediately nodded and said: "Alright, I understand!"

Meanwhile.

On the ground, those people from the Taixu Sect were all silent, their expressions complex.

Especially He Xia.

He sat slumped on the ground, his eyes complex, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiao Wanmeng approached and said slowly: "Junior Brother He, are you alright?"

A glimmer of spirit returned to He Xia's eyes, and he smiled bitterly: "How did my Junior Sister turn into that kind of monster?"

Regarding this matter.

Xiao Wanmeng did not explain.

In fact, there was no special reason; Liu Wanwan had simply been chosen by a Soul Race expert.

"My condolences!" Xiao Wanmeng said, then led her people away.

…

"Who is next?" Little Nannan suddenly asked.

"Let me see!"

Xiao Wanmeng flipped through the booklet in her hand, first crossing out the name "Liu Wanwan of the Taixu Sect," then expanded her Divine Sense, encompassing all the Cultivators who were watching the commotion nearby.

"These are not it… Hmm? This one…"

The battle had ended.

It was very short.

But it brought a great shock to the watching Prodigies.

However, shock was just shock.

It didn't make them forget the purpose of entering the Heavenly Ruins.

They immediately scattered, wanting to seek their own Opportunities.

The group from the Tianxu Sect was among them.

"Let's go, Big Brother. There's nothing to see. I just saw a burst of sharp Metal Qi erupting from the west. It likely has great benefits for your Geng Metal Sword Qi! Don't wait until it's too late and someone else takes it!" A Disciple said to the Senior Brother of the Tianxu Sect with sincere words.

"Second Brother, don't just think about my Opportunities. This time entering the Heavenly Ruins, both of us brothers must return fully loaded!"

Chen Sanqiu felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at his Junior Brother and sworn brother, patting him on the shoulder.

"Big Brother is right!" Xue Ding smiled, very brightly.

Around them, everyone smiled knowingly.

These two were the most outstanding Prodigies of the Tianxu Sect, yet they had an excellent relationship, which was truly a blessing for the Tianxu Sect.

Perhaps, after this Prodigy Assembly ended.

The Tianxu Sect would become famous because of these two.

However.

Just as they were about to set off, a voice came over.

"Fellow Daoists of the Tianxu Sect, please stay!"

Instantly, the figures of everyone from the Tianxu Sect stiffened.

Chen Sanqiu turned his head, full of smiles, and cupped his hands in salute: "Greetings, Saintess!"

Xiao Wanmeng nodded with a smile, then swept a glance at the Disciples behind him.

"The Tianxu Sect has quite a few people participating in the Prodigy Assembly this time! Truly, talents are emerging in large numbers!"

"You are too kind, Saintess!"

Chen Sanqiu smiled apologetically, then asked: "I wonder why you called out to us, Saintess?"

"It's nothing major!"

Xiao Wanmeng flipped through the booklet in her hand, looked up, and smiled: "Your sect has a Disciple named Xue Ding, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Ding's expression changed slightly, and his figure quietly moved back two steps.

Chen Sanqiu nodded and said: "Yes, there is! Do you have business with my Second Brother?"

Suddenly, he seemed to recall something and asked suspiciously: "Could it be that you think my Second Brother is also transformed by an evil spirit?"

Before Xiao Wanmeng could speak.

Chen Sanqiu preemptively said to himself: "That is absolutely impossible, Saintess Xiao!"

"Oh?"

Xiao Wanmeng's mouth curled up: "Why are you so sure?"

Chen Sanqiu vowed confidently: "I have known Xue Ding since childhood, and we are sworn brothers. He is my beloved friend and family; no one in the world knows him better than I do! He could never be an evil spirit!"

Xiao Wanmeng narrowed her eyes and said: "Senior Brother Chen…"

Chen Sanqiu looked resolute: "Saintess Xiao, no matter what you say, I will not believe it. If you want to move against my Second Brother today, you must step over my corpse first!"

Upon hearing this.

Lin Yan couldn't help but interject: "Um, your sworn brother has run away!"

"?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Sanqiu was instantly stunned. He turned his head to look, and sure enough, a small dot in the distance was gradually disappearing, moving at high speed.

Who else could it be but his sworn brother, Xue Ding?