It was the end of the world, and martial arts were fighting for supremacy.
In this day and age where there was no tomorrow, where there was no guarantee of tomorrow, was looks really that important?
In the eyes of many martial artists, a pretty boy was not even as good as a steamed bun or a piece of demonic beast's flesh.
But now, looking at the proud little elf lying in Wang Zhe's hair, everyone present understood a truth.
It turned out that being handsome was really important!
Especially when he met a love-struck little fairy like this, his looks were simply equal to his luck!
"Little cousin, you're in luck! Do your best, and strive to become a king in one step after leaving the secret realm! "
Tian Buqi patted Wang Zhe's shoulder hard and praised Wang Zhe, directly throwing Yuan Ling's ugly remarks aside.
If he was serious with a little elf at this time, wouldn't it be the same as confirming the fact that he was ugly?
Fu Zhengqing, Zhu Huanan, and the others all stepped back far away, and no one was willing to admit that they were that thing.
It was just a pity.
Once an elf recognized a master, it would live and die with its master, and there was no possibility of it betraying others. Otherwise, Tian Buqi really wanted to directly snatch this little thing from Wang Zhe's side and put it on Tian Feiyao.
Elves were a perfect match for spiritual spiritualists, wasn't it?
Tian Buqi felt a burst of pity in his heart. It was such a pity that such a rare earth elemental elf recognized a blood qi martial artist as its master.
"Senior, you flatter me." Wang Zhe felt the pain and smiled awkwardly. "Little Yuan Ling just likes to talk nonsense, don't take it seriously, it's just a joke, just a joke!"
This was not the first time.
Although every time he heard Yuan Ling proudly say the reason why she recognized him as her master, Wang Zhe's mood was very happy, but he always had to pay attention to the impact.
However, seeing the expressions of Tian Buqi, Fu Zhengqing, Zhu Huanan, and the others, and the data they just reported, Wang Zhe naturally understood that he might be a little too high-profile.
Damn it.
Who would have thought that in an environment that was a hundred times stronger than the Fire Rule Force, everyone's absorption of the Rule Force would be so ridiculously slow?
Wang Zhe had never comprehended the power of the natural order before. He only knew that the power of the natural order was elusive and extremely difficult to comprehend. Therefore, when he was reporting just now, he actually deliberately hid a few hundred points. He didn't expect that even so, it actually exceeded these big shots by so much!
This speed was so fast that it was a little unreasonable.
"So, I borrowed Yuan Ling's light again and walked the entire journey from Peak Master to First Grade Martial King while lying down?"
Wang Zhe suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
He had originally wanted to rely on his strength and hard work to win. How did he end up relying on his face instead?
Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh at Cousin Wang Zhe's luck. At the same time, he was happy for him.
No matter what he relied on, as long as he could become stronger, was it important whether he was shameless or not?
If it was possible, Yang Fan wished for nothing more than to rely on his face to win all the way and directly soar his cultivation into the Monarch Realm. At that time, would anyone dare to speak ill of him?
"That's enough!" Tian Buqi raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "Since no one has any objection, let's not waste time here. Let's go deeper!"
No matter how rare the Earth Elves were, they belonged to others. They couldn't snatch them, so why would they care about them?
If they had the time, they might as well explore a few more secret places. Maybe they could meet one or two other elves waiting for them to subdue.
Tian Buqi took the lead and flashed out of the cave, followed by Cui Hao and Ren Qingzhi, the two sad people. Seeing this, the rest of the people also walked out one after another.
In the periphery, the Serpentine Poisonous Miasma Boundary had disappeared. Obviously, it had been closed by Ji Zhuo and the others who had just retreated.
The ten-man team continued to move into the depths of the dense forest with great momentum.
Not long after they left, Ji Zhuo and the other twelve people suddenly appeared in the place where the Serpentine Poisonous Miasma Boundary had been set up. With complicated expressions, they looked at the group of extremely powerful strangers gradually moving away.
"Elder Ji, are we really going to just let them go?" Ji Zhan asked Ji Zhuo unwillingly, "Our Ji Family, has never been humiliated like this before? These people obviously didn't take you and our Ji Family seriously!"
Ji Zhuo coldly glanced at him and said, "What do you think we should do now? Chase after them and fight them with our lives?"
Ji Zhan paused, then responded embarrassedly, "They are too powerful now. We surely can't rival them. What I mean is, after we get out of here …"
Ji Zhan wasn't an idiot. Without a doubt, he could tell the difference between the enemies and himself. Those people were like a group of animals. They had only been in the secret place for less than a day, but they had all broken into the level of pseudo-king level one batch after another.
How could Ji Zhan and the others possibly defeat them?
However, if they just stood there and did nothing, Ji Zhan wouldn't be able to swallow this anger.
If it weren't for those people causing trouble and forcibly taking away more of the fire-attribute power of law, Ji Zhan would have absorbed more than 100 strands of the power of law.
It was the sudden appearance of these people that ruined his opportunity and cut off the path of advancement that he yearned for even in his dreams!
"After we get out of here?" Ji Zhuo glanced at Ji Zhan and snorted coldly, "Can you guarantee that we can rival those people after we get out of here?"
"Don't forget that the Martial Dao Secret Realm not only has a suppressive effect on my cultivation, but it's also the same for others. Who can be sure that those people's cultivation will definitely be lower than mine, and that the clan behind them will definitely be weaker than our Capital's Ji Clan?"
"Aren't you afraid that our Ji Family will suffer more losses if we kick an iron plate?"
The Ji Family wasn't the only one who could enter the secret place. The Ji Family might not be the only powerful family in the secret place.
Ji Zhan and the others didn't know the identities of those people, but they were all powerful. Six of them were at the level of True King, and the other four weren't easy to deal with either.
There were doctors, magic formation masters, and spirit power masters.
A team like that couldn't be owned by an ordinary family.
Ji Zhuo still had a lingering fear when he sensed the power of the Quasi-emperor soul released by the leader of those people.
To be honest.
She wasn't afraid of offending powerful enemies. Moreover, she was now at the level of a Quasi-emperor. If she really fought head-on, that person might not be her match.
But he was a Quasi-emperor after all.
Once he successfully advanced, he alone was enough to bring chaos to any family in the Federation.
Ji Zhuo wasn't afraid of him, but she had her family and relatives behind her. How could they resist the revenge of an Emperor-level expert?
Why were the ten great families in the Federation able to live in peace for decades without any serious bloodshed?
It was because there was at least one Emperor-level expert in each family, so everyone was trying their best to restrain themselves. Unless it was absolutely necessary, they wouldn't easily start a fight between Emperor-level experts.
It wasn't just because the three emperors didn't allow it.
It was also because everyone was wary of the consequences and couldn't afford to lose. Because one wrong move could lead to the destruction of the entire family.
"Then, Elder Ji, do you mean we should just let it go?"
Ji Zhan looked at Ji Zhuo in disbelief. When did Elder Ji, who had always been hot-tempered, become so easy to talk to? She chose to swallow her anger just because of a speculation that had yet to be confirmed?
When did this old woman become so timid?
"What else?" Ji Zhuo said indifferently, "We don't even know who they are now. How can we investigate? Besides, I have already made a Divine Soul Oath. I won't go back on my word if I say I won't investigate. This matter is over, and don't mention it again in the future! "
Ji Zhuo was angry. After all, it was an opportunity that originally belonged to her, but now more than half of it had been snatched away by others. Anyone would feel resentful.
But she wasn't the kind of person who couldn't tell good from bad.
Based on her understanding of the strength of that group of people, if they wanted to take the opportunity for themselves, it wouldn't take them much effort at all. They could directly surround and kill all of the Ji family, and they could also do it without anyone knowing.
But those people didn't choose to silence them and take the opportunity for themselves. In the end, they even let them live on the grounds of the righteousness of the human race.
To a certain extent, this could be considered a kind of kindness.
The kindness of not killing them.
"So now we …?"
Ji Zhuo glanced at the remaining poisonous miasma in her hand and said sadly, "Find a secluded place and set up the poisonous miasma magic screen again. Wait."
"Wait until the opening time of the Martial Arts Secret Realm is over, and we're expelled from the Martial Arts Secret Realm."
Ji Zhuo's choice was exactly as Tian Buqi had predicted.
This time, they had already completed their task of entering the Martial Arts Secret Realm. Although the harvest wasn't as good as they had expected, it was still a worthwhile trip.
If they continued to take risks at this moment, they would lose more than gain.
"Let's go!"
Following Ji Zhuo's order, the group of twelve people once again leaped onto the tree and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the depths of the dense jungle.
Yang Fan was following behind the group unhurriedly. When the others weren't paying attention to him, he took out another three level-four demon nuclei.
He silently activated the spore clone magic.
"You've successfully cast the special heaven-grade magic of the Silver Fir Family — Spore Clone magic. You've gained a spore clone. Spiritual power + 2, willpower + 1, skill proficiency + 2."
"…"
Once each spore clone showed up, it quickly hid in the tree trunk under Yang Fan's feet. It didn't release any trace of its power, and no one in the group of people noticed it.
"Let's go!"
Soon, the three spore clones gathered together. Following Yang Fan's order, they each went back to the place where their previous spore clones had died, and continued their unfinished business.
But this time, they would be even more careful. Even if they had to die, they would do it after casting the middle-grade harvesting magic.
"We don't have much time left, guys!"
"Please, please, please, please show your fearless spirit, and bring back as many local specialties as you can!"
Yang Fan silently cheered for the three spore clones. He was full of expectations.
After all, the harvesting space and the storage space were still half full.
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