The formation has been broken, and the three of them walked out only to discover that it was just a very shallow cave. If they had been lucky enough to hide inside and not come out, they would have probably been found early on, and by then it would have been too late to escape.

  Misty Valley, indeed lives up to its name. As soon as they exited the cave, with their cultivators' eyesight, they could only see things within a few zhangs. The vast white mist hid everything in front of them, and all they could hear were occasional shouts and sounds of fighting coming from within the white mist.

  Mochen Song saw this situation and first released Qingmu Sword, making preparations for a fight at any time.

  Liu Yidao furrowed his brow: "This... can we just rely on luck?"

  Mo Tian Ge said, "The fog is so thick, it may not be a bad thing for us. If we were to fight openly, with only three of us, we'd probably be cleared out quickly. Now, in this situation, if there are few people, they'll attack directly, and if there are many, we can hide and then take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack."

  "Not bad." Qin Xi nodded, "Fewer people make it easier in the thick fog."

  The three men made up their minds and set out to wander around. As expected, from time to time they encountered martial arts duels. When they met fellow members of the Cloud and Mist Sect, they lent a helping hand. If they met with the Golden Knife Gate or the Purple Mist Sect, if there were few people, they would fight; if there were many, they would hide in the mist and use their symbols to send messages, scattering and then reuniting. If they encountered the other two sects fighting each other, they would sit back and watch the tiger fight, striking at the crucial moment to kill, fishing in troubled waters.

  In the vast white fog, seven or eight Golden Blade Sect disciples encountered over ten Purple Mist Sect disciples. At first sight, they began to fight fiercely. Although the Golden Blade Sect had fewer people, their cultivation was higher, and both sides fought back and forth with equal strength. Just as they were about to determine the winner after suffering heavy losses, suddenly, dense thorny vines burst out from the surroundings, surrounding them tightly. Then, large clusters of hallucinatory flowers floated in, accompanied by various magical talismans. Quickly, those who were already wounded and exhausted were eliminated one by one, their badges falling to the ground.

  The flames of the thorny bush died down, and three cloud-and-mist sect monks appeared. The tall, robust man in front picked up all the command plates on the ground, and the three of them left without stopping for a moment, disappearing into the fog.

  On the first day, when night fell, Mo Tian Ge and his two companions returned to the location of the formation. Mo Tian Ge set up another maze formation, and the three of them hid inside to rest and divide their spoils.

  They didn't get many kills head-on that day, but those who mixed in and came back were quite good; after counting, they had over a hundred tokens.

  Liu Yidao was both shocked and delighted: "We've really made a profit this time, there are over 100 tokens here, if we split them evenly, each of us will get around 40 tokens. One token is worth 10 spirit stones, so our reward will be several hundred spirit stones each."

  The calculation in the heart of the song is over. Among the disciples of Yunwu Sect who have refined their energy above the seventh layer, there are about 300 to 400 people, and Jindao Gate has fewer, while Zixia Sect definitely has more than 500, which means that apart from Yunwu Sect itself, the number of tokens that can be obtained from other sects is around 800. Of course, in reality, Zixia Sect is slightly stronger, and if we count Jindao Gate, assuming that Yunwu Sect wins or loses against them at a ratio of 5:5, the total number of tokens they can get would be around 400. What's more, more than half of Jindao Gate's tokens will be snatched away by Zixia Sect, so it's roughly around 300. Now that they have over 100 tokens in hand, even if divided into three parts, the top ten sects should not be a problem.

  Qin Xi sat cross-legged on the ground, regulating his breath. Upon hearing this, he didn't even open his eyes and said lightly: "Today's chaotic battle has cleared out those with slightly weaker strength. Tomorrow it won't be so easy, we shouldn't harbor lucky thoughts."

  The cold water splashed down, and Mo Tian Ge and Liu Yidao slightly sobered up. Liu Yidao's face had a hint of shame, and he asked: "Two junior brothers, how do we divide the token?"

  Qin Xi opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and said: "We were able to pick up such a bargain so easily, thanks to Ye Shidi's special magic, let's give him a little more."

  Mo Tian Ge was taken aback: "This... how can we be so presumptuous?" Although this was the case, Liu Yi Dao had risked his life to gather intelligence on the enemy, and Qin Xi's magical skills were exquisite, making those people think they had a large number of men, and thus they did not put up any resistance.

  Liu Yidao was also open-minded, he acknowledged that although his kung fu skills were solid, he didn't have any special abilities, and wasn't as cunning as they were, so he didn't bother to keep track. He smiled and said: "In that case, Ye Shidi gets 50 tokens, Qin Shidi and I each get 41, how's that?"

  Qin Xi nodded, without dissent.

  Since they had already decided, Mo Tian Ge also stopped pushing back. In her heart, she couldn't help but sigh that although the path of immortality was difficult and one shouldn't think too highly of cultivators, not everyone was ruthless and only cared about benefits. Just like the ones she met - Liu Yi Dao was straightforward, Xu Jing Zhi was considerate, and Qin Xi was aloof but also meticulous. Although she had been cautious of others due to her childhood experiences, as Ye Xiao Tian, she believed they were all trustworthy.

  She put away the fifty-three command plates into the Qiankun bag and sat down to meditate. Qin Xi had already finished his meditation, so he stood guard.

  Actually, even if no one is guarding it, it doesn't matter. As for the formation method, Mocheng Ge is still confident. This maze is the heart and soul of her and Ershu's collaboration. Even if a Qi-refining disciple enters the array, they will only be trapped for a few hours at most. However, since this is the Misty Valley after all, it's better to be cautious.

  Suddenly, a voice came from within the formation, as if someone had entered it.

  Moy Tian Ge opened his eyes and exchanged a glance with them. Each of them took out their own spiritual instrument or talisman.

  The footsteps were heavy, somewhat staggering and very disorderly, apparently not one person.

  "Shen Shijie, how is it?" It was a woman's voice, clear but also husky, full of anxiety.

  Mo Tian Ge slightly furrowed his brow, this voice... seemed somewhat familiar.

  After a while, another voice was heard: "Nothing's wrong, I can still hold on. Wang Shimei, how about your injury?"

  "It's okay, just used up all my spiritual energy."

  The two fell silent for a while, and then they heard Wang Shijie say: "I don't know what kind of place this is, there's no fog, I don't know if it's safe or not."

  Shen Shijie said: "It's possible that it's the location of a cave left behind by our predecessors, but I don't know if anyone has found it yet. Why don't we search around?"

  A stranger's song, the sword in hand, had already determined their position, slowly entering the formation. Upon reaching that location, she carefully turned around a corner, suddenly facing a spell, several wooden planks came crashing over. She dodged to the side, just about to swing out her Qingmu sword, when she heard the person's voice of surprise.

  "Is it Young Master Ye? Is it really Young Master Ye?"

  Meng Tian Ge was taken aback, and in front of him were two disheveled women. Upon closer inspection, they seemed familiar.

  "Ye Shidi, I... I am Wang Qianyi!"

  Moy Tian Ge was shocked: "Wang Shi Jie!" Wasn't it just a while ago that she had been collecting Tian Lu with Wang Shi Jie every day? Looking at another woman, although her hair was disheveled, but still couldn't hide her beauty, very familiar. She hesitated, vaguely recognizing, "Is this... Shen Bing Shi Jie?"