Chapter 1789
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"Crack!"
The young man's neck was broken.
"You … How dare you kill someone!"
"You …"
"......"
"Hmph! Without high-grade immortal jades, don't even think about taking half a step into the teleportation formation! "The middle-aged man was a mid-stage Immortal Scholar. His eyes swept over everyone coldly.
All the stewards of the city had left, leaving only him as an elder. Seeing that the majority of the trial takers were only peak Godkings, he couldn't help but feel greedy.
"Senior … we really don't have any immortal jades. I have a grade one immortal herb here. Look …" A young man reluctantly took out a jade box and opened it with a conflicted expression. Inside the jade box was a palm-sized jade-colored grass.
"Mm! Not bad, not bad! You can go in now! " The middle-aged man's eyes lit up with joy when he saw the herb and snatched the jade box away.
"Thank you, senior …" The young man looked at the jade box with reluctance, then sighed helplessly and walked into the light.
"I have a first-grade immortal sword …" Someone else took out a first-grade immortal sword and handed it over.
"You can go too!"
Most of these people were elites from sects and clans. Moreover, they'd been in the city for a long time and had some treasures on them.
In less than an hour, the middle-aged man had already collected over a hundred treasures and immortal herbs. There were only a dozen people left.
These people looked at each other, and then they all looked at the middle-aged man unwillingly.
Some of them had treasures on them, but didn't want to let this guy take advantage of them. Some didn't have any treasures on them at all and could only wait.
"Senior! I really don't have any treasures. What do you think of my appearance … I want to … "A pretty and somewhat foxy woman looked at the middle-aged man timidly.
"Oh! You do have a pretty face, but … you want to use your body to exchange for the right to leave. How many times do you think it's appropriate? "The middle-aged man smiled wickedly.
"I'll do as you say, senior!" The woman said helplessly.
Although she wasn't a woman from a good family, nor was she a pure and innocent young girl, this was too depressing!
In the great world she was in, many people had thought of all sorts of ways to get close to her. But here, she had become someone who was losing money. Moreover, she had to … She didn't dare to think about it!
However, people had to survive. If they died, they wouldn't be able to do anything!
"Haha! Just wait by my side! I'll take you with me when I leave! " The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction. His eyes swept over the other party's curvaceous figure, seemingly very satisfied.
Zhao Yuande looked at the ugly face of this middle-aged man and could not help but feel a sense of disgust.
He strode forward, completely ignoring the middle-aged man. Instead, he walked straight to the Teleportation Formation behind him.
Although Zhao Yuande was disgusted with him, and although the other party's actions were vile, it had nothing to do with him. The other party did not provoke him, and he was too lazy to bother with such a person.
"Wait! What are you trying to do? Could it be that you want to force your way in? "The middle-aged man's eyes immediately locked onto Zhao Yuande.
"Ai! I wanted to let you go, but who knew that you didn't cherish the opportunity. You can't blame me for this! "Although Zhao Yuande's tone was calm, it was filled with killing intent.
"Haha! Is your brain flooded with water? You gave me a chance, and I'll kill you with one slap! "The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold. He was about to rush up and kill Zhao Yuande with one slap.
"Hmph!" Zhao Yuande's powerful aura suddenly erupted. In an instant, a terrifying aura enveloped the middle-aged man.
"Plop!"
The middle-aged man's knees went soft and he knelt on the ground. His eyes were filled with infinite fear.
"You … you … who are you?!" The middle-aged man's voice trembled violently. At this moment, his heart was filled with fear. He was even stuttering when he spoke!
"Who I am is not important. What's important is that I hate you!" Zhao Yuande looked down coldly at the middle-aged man. There was a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.
The dozens of people saw that an Immortal Soldier had actually knelt in front of a young man. Moreover, his entire body was trembling as if he was having a stroke!
Their eyes were wide open, and their mouths were agape. Their faces were filled with disbelief.
The woman who had forced a smile on her face hurriedly backed away, afraid that she would be implicated by the middle-aged man.
"Spare me! Senior, spare me! " The middle-aged man was certain that Zhao Yuande was an old monster who lived in seclusion somewhere. Otherwise, how could he be so powerful? He felt that kowtowing in front of such an old monster was not something shameful.
As long as he could keep his life, anything was negotiable!
He kowtowed loudly on the ground.
"It's too late! As long as you don't provoke me, I can't be bothered to kill you. Now, it's too late for you to say anything! " Zhao Yuande kicked the middle-aged man to the ground without the slightest bit of sympathy. Then, he stepped on the middle-aged man's head.
"Senior, I have a large number of treasures here for you. As long as you spare my life, I can also give you all the information about the world of the Eighth Immortal City!" The middle-aged man could only throw out his last trump card. If he still couldn't move Xu Que, he would definitely die!
"Oh! Since that's the case, I might as well spare your life. Tell me! As long as you can satisfy me, your life will be saved! "Zhao Yuande smiled and gently removed his foot from the middle-aged man's head.
"Phew!" The middle-aged man let out a long breath. He knew that his life was saved.
"Senior, this is my treasure. Take a look!" The middle-aged man got up from the ground and took out a storage ring and handed it to Zhao Yuande.
Zhao Yuande casually glanced at it and found that there were a large number of low-grade materials and Spiritual Herbs. Although they were not of much use to him, many of the Spiritual Herbs were more widely used and were indispensable in many delicacies.
"Tell me about the world of the Eighth Immortal City!" Zhao Yuande nodded and said.
"The world of the Eighth Immortal City is actually a huge tomb …" The middle-aged man told Zhao Yuande everything he knew.
When Zhao Yuande heard that it was a tomb, he couldn't help but frown slightly. However, this was a force that had to be passed through. It was not like the world of the Seventh Immortal City, where one could enter a higher world as long as one didn't want to explore it.
He also learned from the middle-aged man that the world of the Ninth Immortal City might be an empty city now. It was said that there was a mutation and there were no more opportunities!
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