"He's so sinister and cunning at such a young age!" Nie Chong scoffed at Zhu Minglang's actions.
Wu Feng laughed and refuted Nie Chong's words. "Perhaps you Purple Division Forest disciples should live in a world of nursery rhymes. This is the combination of strength and wisdom."
"That's right. How many people are as bold as Zhu Minglang? He dares to light the beacon and doesn't care about the number of opponents or the strength of his opponents. How can this be called sinister and cunning? This is called confidence!"
…
Zhu Minglang robbed a large group of people, especially the disciples of the Talisman Grandmaster and a family clan with the surname Zhong. They all had quite a few blue brocade boxes on hand.
Before they could even warm their hands with these brocade boxes, Zhu Minglang's team had already snatched them away. They were filled with regret. Why couldn't they just live peacefully? Why did they have to be so greedy?
Zhu Minglang was simply a little devil.
After robbing this group of people, he immediately ran to another place in Mechanical City and did the same thing!
There were many hidden places in Mechanical City. In addition, the terrain changed constantly. The disciples inside had no idea that someone was using the purplish-red beacon to lure the enemy.
Therefore, when Zhu Minglang lit the purplish-red beacon again, the brown-haired referee was so angry that his beard curled up. As for the people on the wall, they clearly saw through Zhu Minglang's cunning actions.
There were indeed many elders and hall masters on the city walls. When they saw their disciples running over in such a naive manner, they couldn't help but frown.
It's over, it's all over. The brocade boxes that they had painstakingly obtained will all be taken away by that brat from the Zhu Clan!
…
On Cypress Mountain, the smile on Zhu Minglang's face didn't fade.
This was all thanks to those villains in the City of Sin. They made Zhu Minglang realize that being a villain required a lot of brainpower. Robbing could also become an art form.
Zhu Minglang had earned a lot by the time he was done with his third job. If it weren't for the fact that his dragon pets needed to rest and deal with the people in the Tomb of the Nine Armies, Zhu Minglang would have continued robbing like this!
It had been a long time since he had gotten rich in a single day. In this chaotic and turbulent world, only having a full bag of gold could give people a sense of security.
He didn't know which big shot had suggested that the competition be held during the Tournament of Powers. It was simply too wise.
Why didn't he find it interesting to scheme against the disciples of these forces?
When Zhu Minglang left the mountain, he was no longer a disciple. This also caused the young Zhu Minglang to miss the opportunity to compete with his peers.
This robbery could be considered to have made up for many of the regrets of Zhu Minglang's youth.
Even in the Imperial City, there were still too many disciples who were as pure as a piece of white paper. Playing with them was still very enjoyable!
"Young Master, we can hand over all the brocade boxes we've obtained to the judges this time," Qin Yang said to Zhu Minglang.
"Yes, it's about time for us to go to the Tomb of the Nine Armies." Zhu Minglang nodded.
After obtaining so many brocade boxes, there shouldn't be many forces with more resources than him.
Next up was the Tomb of the Nine Armies.
Those who would appear near the Tomb of the Nine Armies were basically the strongest of the major forces. They were either the chief disciples or the young masters of their respective clans. They were different from the people he had attracted with his Fire Beacon.
For this reason, Qin Yang specially reminded Zhu Minglang not to use this method again when they reached the Tomb of the Nine Armies.
After all, as time passed, those who were still in Mechanical City, even if they weren't disciples of the major forces, were basically the best of the younger generation in the entire Imperial City. Among them, there was no lack of top-notch experts who were self-taught and had gone out to hone themselves.
During their third robbery, Qin Yang encountered an extremely difficult enemy. If it weren't for Nan Lingsha's outstanding strength, they might have really failed. After all, their opponents were getting stronger and stronger!
"Most of those who are still in Mechanical City have a cultivation base of upper-level lord-level. When we reach the Tomb of the Nine Armies, you have to be careful, "Qin Yang said.
"Is there anyone who stands out?" Zhu Minglang asked.
Qin Yang nodded and said, "Zi Zonglin's chief disciple, Huo Shangjun. He's the person you have to be careful of the most."
"What's up with him?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"It's said that he has two dragons, the Purple Cloud Dragon and the Golden Sky Dragon. Both of them have reached the monarch level," Qin Yang said.
"Monarch level?" Zhu Minglang was a little surprised.
The disciples of the major forces this time were pretty good. Back when he had left the mountain, he had only just broken through to the monarch level.
With such strength, he could basically defeat all the disciples of the major forces.
"Zi Zonglin is a strong opponent for us to fight for the right to guard the Lichuan Land. If they see us, they'll definitely try their best to eliminate us," Qin Yang said.
"There's an expert up ahead," Nan Lingsha said in a low voice.
The three of them had already arrived at the Tomb of the Nine Armies. This was a cemetery with undulating tombs. One could see the majestic statues of the generals standing at the foot of the mountain, and the white tombstones densely packed together, filling the entire mountain wilderness.
In front of them was a cemetery hill. Qi was surging, and the thick tombstones were swaying. Clearly, there were people fighting up ahead.
They walked to the top of the hill and looked ahead. They saw three women wearing colorful clothes. They were facing off against a large group of Divine Mortal Realm cultivators.
Those Divine Mortal Realm cultivators clearly belonged to different factions.
They didn't collude with each other. It was only because the three women in colorful clothes were too strong. If they didn't band together, they would be eliminated.
"Mount Li Sword Sect!" Qin Yang recognized the three women's clothes at a glance.
"The one in the middle is very strong." Nan Lingsha looked at the only one who didn't make a move.
That woman's colorful clothes were simpler. She had an arrogant temperament and a cold expression. She didn't seem to be interested in this group of Divine Mortal Realm cultivators.
However, she still unsheathed her sword.
She pointed it at the group of Divine Mortal Realm cultivators and muttered something.
"Isn't that Mount Li Sword Sect's Wen Mengru? … Let's go, let's go!" A few dragon shepherds from the Dragon Tamer Academy said from the other side of the hill.
When they saw the three girls from Mount Ning Sword Sect, it was as if they had seen some evil spirits. These Dragon Tamer Academy students actually turned around and left, not taking even half a step forward!
Ahead of them was the Tomb of the Nine Armies. Through various methods and the information left in the city, the people exploring Mechanical City learned that the Tomb of the Nine Armies was the final location of this year's Tournament of Factions.
Moreover, the fifth-tier purple box could only appear in the Tomb of the Nine Armies!
In fact, the Mechanical City was also undergoing a huge change. The different terrains were gradually disappearing, and the complicated mazes had become a straight road.
Mount Jiujun, which was originally just a small graveyard, was slowly rising. Many graveyards were also emerging. These graveyards were connected together, forming a huge military graveyard. Basically, the people in Mechanical City could see it standing in the center of the city at a glance.
As time passed, the brocade boxes scattered all over Mechanical City were collected. Only the brocade boxes on the tomb of Jiu Jun were casually placed like stones on the ground.
Either they left or entered the Tomb of the Nine Armies. The disciples who took advantage of the situation were basically eliminated. Those who still entered the Tomb of the Nine Armies were the elites of the various factions, as well as the true experts who came from humble backgrounds!
"Whoosh!!!!"
Like a crane, the female disciple of the Xuan Mountain Sword Sect, Wen Mengru, suddenly attacked with her sword. That sword was like a ray of sunset that came from outside the window, hitting the body of a Xuan Mountain Lord level god mortal!
That was a cultivator with an iron whip. He was very powerful. Many people on the wall had witnessed this cultivator defeating the famous disciples of many great forces.
However, this iron whip cultivator was powerless to block this sword. The iron whip in his hand fell to the ground, and this valiant cultivator coughed out a mouthful of blood. His body was forced to slide back, and he crashed into one of the colossal statues!
The colossal general statue swayed, and the iron whip cultivator's entire body trembled violently. His bones and joints were all dislocated due to the immense power of the sword. No matter how hard he tried, he could not stand up straight in the end.
Finally, the master level cultivator knelt on the ground. The blood he spat out was a stark contrast to his pale face.
He struggled to raise his head and stared at the Mount Li Sword Sect female disciple. His face was filled with shock!
"Monarch level swordmaster!" He spat out these words with difficulty.
This cultivator was not the only one who was shocked. The elders and hall masters of the various major powers on the city gate tower also widened their eyes. Their gazes involuntarily gathered on one of the sword nuns.
That woman was wearing a veil, as if she didn't want others to see her face.
She didn't say a word. She only stared at the Tomb of the Nine Armies battlefield in Mechanical City. She didn't care about the shocked gazes of the various factions in the imperial capital!
"Monarch level, Mount Li Sword Sect's Wen Mengru. As expected of a world-shocking heavenly girl. In Mechanical City, I'm afraid that other than Huo Shangjun, no one can block her sword, right?" an elder of the Azure Dragon Palace said in a low voice.
"Elder, how could you forget my big brother? My big brother isn't weak either!" Fu Jinguo said with some dissatisfaction.
"Fu Xumei is probably a little inferior. His dragon is only at the pseudo monarch level. Compared to Wen Mengru, he's still a little lacking," the elder of the Azure Dragon Palace said.
"These old factions are all places to cultivate monsters. I thought that after my big brother's dragon reached the monarch level, he could sweep through everyone in this competition. Speaking of which, where did my big brother go? Why haven't I seen him? "Fu Jinguo looked around.
Fu Xumei.
The strongest disciple of the Azure Dragon Palace!
At this moment, he was walking along the slope towards the Tomb of the Nine Armies. He happened to see Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang standing on the slope.
"Zhu Minglang?" Fu Xumei recognized Zhu Minglang at a glance.
Zhu Minglang turned around and saw a familiar face. He couldn't help but smile. "It's you … I don't remember your name."
Fu Xumei's face darkened.
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