Everyone stood still, their minds a complete blank.

  The outcome was unexpected, but at least in the eyes of the crowd, it should have been a fierce and intense battle, with both sides exchanging blows and the situation being neck and neck. In the end, one side emerged victorious, but the result was that one move defeated three people, leaving everyone's jaws almost dropping to the ground. Even the Wu Kong Sword Sect disciples who were full of confidence in Zuo Mo were left speechless for a moment.

  Xiao Guo stared blankly at Zuo Mo.

  The way senior brother just searched him...

  Hm, why did I use the word "plunder"? No, no, Big Brother is just collecting spoils of war! Xiao Guo subconsciously defended Big Brother in her heart.

  "Here you go." Zuo Mo tossed the thousand-year-old peach wood hairpin he had just plucked from Tao Xuan's head to Xiao Guo.

  Xiao Guo subconsciously caught it. The female disciples suddenly gasped in unison, their eyes turning bright red as they stared at the peach wood hairpin in Xiao Guo's hand, like a group of rabbits staring fiercely at a carrot.

  "What a pity, her spiritual armor was damaged, otherwise, peeling it off for you would be quite suitable." Zuo Mo muttered with some regret. He didn't realize that publicly stripping a female cultivator of her spiritual armor was not a suitable thing to do in front of children.

  After a while, Xiao Guo came back to her senses and looked at the peach wood hairpin in her hand. Her hand trembled as if she had been electrocuted, almost dropping it: "Senior brother, this is too precious!"

  Although she didn't know how good the peach wood hairpin was, when she held it in her hand, she could feel its extraordinary quality. This peach wood hairpin is too precious!

  This good thing, Master should keep it for himself! She thought so.

  Zuo Mo's gaze swept back and forth over the three unconscious people, his voice impatient as he said, "Just take it, what's with all the fuss."

  Xiao Guo was most afraid of Zuo Mo's impatience, and suddenly became speechless, not daring to say anything.

  Zuo Moqiang suppressed the urge in his heart to strip the three unconscious people clean, turned his face and looked at Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan.

  "Do you want to fight again today?" The voice was as gentle as a wolf's grandmother.

  Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan shivered at the same time, both shaking their heads like a rattle drum.

  "Really won't fight?"

  The two of them hastily nodded like chickens pecking at rice, their hands clutching their chests, and their feet unconsciously took two steps back. In their eyes, Zuo Mo had completely transformed into the most terrifying demon.

  "It's really disappointing." When Zuo Mo said this, the dense regret in his tone made Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan's hearts skip a beat again. Zuo Mo waved his hand: "Take them away, don't bother me again in the future."

  The two of them were like amnesty, looked at each other, and quickly carried the three unconscious people, pulled their legs and ran. The appearance was as if they hated that their parents had given birth to only two legs.

  After the two figures disappeared, Zuo Mo could no longer hold back and sat down on the ground with a thud. Xiao Guo saw this and was immediately shocked, running over to anxiously ask: "Senior brother, are you injured?"

  Looking at this apple face full of concern, Luo Mo felt a warmth in his heart.

  "Oh, it's nothing, just a bit drained." Zuo Mo waved his hand dismissively and said, then took out a dan pill from his bosom and swallowed it, sat cross-legged and started meditating.

  Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan didn't stop until they couldn't see Wukong Mountain anymore, both of them panting heavily.

  "Is that guy even human?" Yan Mingzi said weakly: "This is also too different from the intelligence."

  "Luckily we ran fast." Hu Shan said with a relieved face.

  Yan Mingzi also had a lingering fear: "Isn't that right? You didn't see the way he looked at us, as if he wanted to strip us all bare!"

  The two of them couldn't help but think of Zuo Mo's gaze, which was like being naked in the freezing cold, and they couldn't help but shiver at the same time, saying in unison: "How terrifying!"

  After a while, the two of them slowly walked out of Lemo's shadow. Yan Mingzi pointed at the three unconscious people: "What about them?"

  Hu Shan thought of still having to carry them back to the gate, gritted his teeth: "Wake them up."

  After a while, three extremely mournful and sorrowful cries echoed from afar.

  "Zuo Mo, you and I cannot coexist!"

  "Give me back my shoes..."

  "You're going down, kiddo!"

  ……

  Left Mo De Yi Zhi Ji, from the beginning, he was a straightforward and unyielding bird who would rather die than surrender.

  Holding a dripping water sword, with a flowing fire gathering spirit pendant at the waist, wearing a mysterious blue water ring on his finger, and wind-traveling boots underfoot, what a ** consummate master?

  This getup is none other than Xuyi Xia, who is renowned in the sect for his wealthy family background. The first time I saw him, I was also stunned. In my heart, I muttered to myself, did Left Mo's junior brother rob some treasure shop?

  Delighted to return delighted, the days are still passable, the rented spiritual garden doesn't require spending time on maintenance. Apart from this, daily cultivation can't be delayed, his days are quite fulfilling. It's just that for several consecutive days, no one came to challenge him again, leaving Zuo Mo very disappointed.

  In this era, nothing beats seizing the opportunity. This is simply effortless profit, getting something for nothing! Zuo Mo regretted it deeply, if only he had known that day not to knock out all three of them with his last sword strike. Slow and steady wins the race after all!

  He was completely unaware that his display of formidable strength had shocked the entire Lingying Sect from top to bottom. Especially his final "spoils of war" pose, which was exaggerated by Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan, spread throughout the Lingying Sect.

  The nickname "Flayed Zombie" spread like wildfire.

  The Stripped Zombies are undoubtedly the most unwilling opponents for the wealthy. The wealthy have always relied on their expensive treasures and numerous crystal stones to fight, but if they were to provoke the Stripped Zombies, wouldn't that be giving them money? Bring your top-grade treasures then, if you lose, those treasures will definitely be gone. According to the detailed description of treasure appraiser Yan Mingzi and the comparison with the five people's lost treasures, it is proven that the Stripped Zombies have extremely discerning eyes for valuable goods. If they lose, what they lose will definitely be their most valuable and expensive treasures!

  If you bring some trash to challenge, the originally low and pitiful winning rate will infinitely approach zero.

  The Lingying faction's young masters are all clever and know how to seize the opportunity, no one dares to provoke this "skinless zombie" again.

  No one from the Wu Kong Sword Sect was around, and Zuo Mo was living a carefree life. Especially since no one supervised his pill refinement.

  Jinwu pellets, he would refine a batch every few days, which was a very stable source of income. However, he did not plan to spend too much effort on this now. Jinwu pellets were profitable, but after all, they were only a first-grade spiritual pill with limited profit. Zuo Mo was now spoiled by the extreme grade treasure eye on his body. If he relied solely on refining Jinwu pellets, any of the treasures on his body would take at least half a year to buy.

  The price of ordinary third-grade treasure is not expensive, and Zuo Mo can also afford it. However, for top-grade treasures like this one, the price will reach an unimaginable level.

  Zuo Mo began again to pick up his attempt from before. With the essence of the sun as the main ingredient and the fire talisman array as auxiliary, he once again refined a spiritual dan.

  Reviving this previously failed attempt isn't entirely for the crystal.

  He's heading straight for the Golden Crow Fire!

  Jin Wu Huo is a fourth-grade fire seed, and if he can possess it, the low-grade spiritual elixir he refines can be upgraded by one grade. Moreover, Jin Wu Huo is one of the sources of all fires in the world and can fuse with many other fire seeds. In the future, if he encounters even better fire seeds, he can also merge them into other fire seeds.

  Of course, for the current stage of Zuo Mo, Golden Crow Fire was already the best fire seed in the world! Moreover, he had the possibility of relying on his own strength to obtain Golden Crow Fire, what could be more motivating than that?

  He almost buried himself in the master's library, carefully browsing and searching for spiritual grass that could withstand the essence of the sun and neutralize its overbearing properties.

  Just as Zuo Mo was preparing to focus his mind and start working on the problem, a pink paper crane descended from the sky.

  "Dad, what was the answer to last time's game?"

  Zuo Mo suddenly slapped his forehead, silently cursing his bad luck. These days, he had been deeply engrossed in alchemy and had long thrown that so-called game to the back of his mind. Under duress, he could only force a smile and say: "Sorry, I've been quite busy these past few days."

  "Grandfather doesn't take me seriously, I'm heartbroken."

  The left Mo head is big and unmatched, threatening, this is absolutely a threat.

  "How about giving it to you in two days?" Zuo Mo decided that for these two days, even if he didn't eat or sleep, he must crack this game. He knew that the Paper Crane Maiden was ruthless and merciless!

  However, he once again underestimated the ruthlessness and heartlessness of the Paper Crane Maiden.

  As soon as Lemo nervously unfolded the pink paper crane that had just flown in, he felt a flash before his eyes and the scene around him changed.

  "Dead woman!" Zuo Mo was furious and scolded loudly!

  He wasn't the first time he encountered this situation, and this dead woman wasn't the first time she used this trick.

  "Hehe, don't scold me, Master. Who told you to neglect me? You didn't want to play with me, so I had to find my own fun. Hehe, this is the maze I learned when I was seven years old, it's very interesting. Master, enjoy it slowly."

  A sweet and charming voice floated through the air, carrying a hint of laziness and carelessness.

  "Dead woman!" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and forced out the three words from between his teeth. If she were in front of him, he would definitely pounce on her and chop her into minced meat with his Drop of Water sword. This despicable, worthless, empty, and hollow dead woman!

  The curses did not get any response, and Zuo Mo's anger gradually subsided.

  Maze?

  He looked around, inexplicably, and felt a little panicked. Under his feet were countless squares. Each square was one foot on each side, either pure black or pure white, arranged in rows, stretching out to the horizon without end.

  This is an illusion! Zuo Mo desperately told himself in his heart.

  Since you said it's an illusion array, then this must be an hallucination.

  But all of this felt so real, and Zuo Mo could even feel the hardness of the grid beneath his feet. It was empty, with nothing there, and Zuo Mo seemed to be standing in a vast wilderness, isolated and helpless.

  Fortunately, there was nothing dangerous, and Luo Mo felt slightly relieved in her heart.

  He began to ponder how he could escape from this maze. The few formations he knew were clearly not among them. This dead woman's seven-year-old maze...

  Zuo Mo started gritting his teeth again.

  Suddenly, a mist appeared out of nowhere.

  But this fog came quickly and went just as quickly.

  But when the fog dispersed, Zuo Mo saw the scene in front of him and was stunned.