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  Duan Qingge stared with wide eyes and muttered: "No wonder, no wonder so many cultivators like to rob, this is indeed a windfall."

  "Quickly, let's go, Sister Qingge. First, find a secluded place to hide and then sort out our gains." Mo Qingchen said hastily, not wanting any more trouble.

  The two men quietly cleaned up the battlefield and left the dense forest silently.

  A few days later.

  "Qingchen Shimei, this is already the ninth day. Just hold on for one more day and we can get out..." Duan Qingge said with a gasp.

  Mo Qingchen's hair was disheveled, and he supported Duan Qingge as he nodded heavily and said, "Yeah, I really didn't expect that this secret realm would become a slaughterhouse in the end. It seems that most of the fellow readers are watching normally... I've heard before that only half of the cultivators who enter the secret realm can come out, but it turns out that so many people died at the hands of their own kind."

  They had just gone through another fierce battle and were exhausted. The two of them found a secluded spot to eat the elixir and meditate to recover their spiritual energy.

  An hour later, Duan Qingge opened his eyes and smiled bitterly: "Our cultivation is still a bit low, fortunately with you together, so many times of killing and living, but got a lot of things, especially the talismans and elixirs."

  In fact, Mo Qingchen was not short of elixirs, but the talismans were consumables and could not be replenished after entering the secret realm. The ones obtained from other cultivators helped them a lot, after all, the acquired artifacts couldn't be controlled for the time being.

  Mo Qingchen smiled and said: "This trial is also worth it, not only can we get the foundation-building pill, but also gain a lot of actual combat experience, at least knowing how strong we are."

  "Hehe, what's even more rare is that my junior sister obtained a pretty good spiritual beast." Duan Qing Ge teased.

  Mo Qingchen paused for a moment, yesterday's Fire Crow had been injured in a fierce battle, and coincidentally, he had found a spiritual beast pouch among the spoils from those three cultivators a few days ago. He put it inside to rest and recover.

  But the Fire Crow doesn't really want to be its own spirit beast, does it? Leaving it behind until tomorrow, who knows if it will be in danger after getting injured.

  "What's wrong, Qingchen?" Duan Qingge asked, seeing Mo Qingchen's silence.

  Mo Qingchen shook his head and said, "It's nothing, Shifu. Why don't we just stay here for a day? Anyway, by tomorrow noon, we'll be automatically sent out."

  Duan Qing sighed and said: "It's okay, just hope that this time won't be discovered again."

  From the fifth day onwards, many cultivators who had not obtained the spiritual medicine gave up searching for it and instead targeted other cultivators. Many of those who had found the spiritual medicine and were hiding to hold on until the day they left the valley were discovered and involuntarily drawn into the struggle. Especially in the last two days, Mo Qingchu and others often saw groups of cultivators searching everywhere like hunting dogs.

  The two of them were like this, once discovered, seeing that they were both women and their cultivation was not high, the other side would take advantage of it without hesitation, and even several times they were surrounded by four or five cultivators, fortunately, the two cooperated tacitly, each having an ultimate move, which made them safe and sound.

  Mo Qingchen suddenly looked solemn and transmitted a message: "Shi Jie be careful, someone is coming this way."

  Duan Qingge nodded hastily and gathered his breath.

  These past few days, they have been together morning and night, fighting side by side. She had long discovered that Mo Qingchen's spiritual awareness was extraordinary, just like that day when she herself was discovered by those three fellow disciples. However, she was able to evade their probing, so now she has complete faith in her words regarding this aspect.

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  As expected, in a short while, a woman appeared, using the Wind Control Technique to rush towards this side, but her footsteps were staggering, as if she was injured.

  Behind them were several monks chasing after, and upon closer inspection, they found that all of them were from the Yao Guang Sect.

  "Is it her?" Mo Qingchen was stunned.

  "What's going on, Shifu's sister? Do you know this woman?" Duan Qingge transmitted his voice.

  Mo Qingchen replied, "Hm, having interacted twice before, Sister Shifu, you also know him?"

  "I don't really know her, but this woman is very famous in the Yao Guang Sect. She's an elite disciple who was directly accepted by a Jie Dan cultivator, so I've seen her once." Duan Qing Ge said.

  "How is she?" Mo Qingchen asked.

  Duan Qingge was taken aback: "I've heard that he doesn't put on airs with men, and is relatively gentle with female cultivators. It seems like he doesn't have the arrogance typical of cultivators in their circle. Could it be... that Shizhi wants to save her?"

  Mo Qingchen transmitted his voice, "Shi Jie said half of it correctly, I also have a good impression of this girl, but to be honest with Shi Jie, the more important reason is that I want to kill two of the people who are chasing her to death."

  At this time, those people had arrived nearby, a total of five people, gradually surrounding the female cultivator.

  These five people, three men and two women, judging from their attire, except for one male cultivator who is an inner sect disciple, the others are actually all outer sect disciples. If it were a normal day in the sect, seeing a female cultivator like this, a top-notch elite disciple in the Qi Refining stage, they wouldn't even dare to breathe loudly, yet now they actually dare to surround and kill her, indeed, benefits drive people's hearts.

  Duan Qing looked carefully and found that one of the women was actually Hu Yanran, who lived in the same courtyard as Mo Qingchen. The only inner door disciple was her lover. Suddenly enlightened, he said: "No wonder, sister, you're right. Take this opportunity to kill these two people, maybe your troubles will be gone."

  "Not bad, I was thinking the same, Shifu, let's observe for now. Among these five people, there isn't a single cultivator who has achieved the Great Circle of Refining Qi. It seems that although Shifu was injured and surrounded by them, they also suffered significant losses." Mo Qingchen transmitted his voice.

  After these days of fighting, the two were not afraid to face five spiritual power-depleted cultivators at the same time. This was not only because their combat experience had grown rapidly in the life-and-death battles, but also because they had a large number of talismans in their hands, which they threw out like money, with tremendous power.

  Of course, this doesn't mean they will be careless. No matter how many or few the opponents are, they will go all out. Who knows if an ordinary-looking cultivator has a killer move? Just like those cultivators who thought of them as fat sheep, how could they have imagined that in the end they would become the ones being referred to as fat meat?

  "Haha, Mo Shijie, don't bother escaping, it's just a waste of energy." The speaker was that inner sect disciple.

  The woman's face, as beautiful as a peach blossom, was covered with a layer of frost, and she said in a cold voice: "We are all fellow disciples. You have persisted until now and must have gained a lot. Why must you kill each other? Don't you know that the first rule of our sect is to strictly forbid fellow disciples from killing each other?"

  The person in front looked up and laughed: "Haha, sect rules? Sect rules are used within the sect, talking about sect rules in this secret realm is a joke! You so-called elite disciples, always high and mighty, looking down on everyone, getting things that others can't get in their lifetime with ease, of course you wouldn't think these things are important to us cultivators without background!"

  The woman's eyes flashed with anger as she bit her lip: "So you're saying that you've made up your minds to deal with me? You'd better think carefully about this!"

  The man sneered, "Mò Shī Jiě, cut the nonsense. If you hand over all your stuff, we'll spare your life out of consideration for our shared sect, especially that Golden Silk Soft Armor."

  "You, how did you know I have Golden Silk Soft Armor?" The female cultivator saw that these five people had made up their minds and asked with a hateful tone.

  "Hehe, then there's no need for Miss Mo to worry about it. If you can't figure it out, go down and think about it carefully!" The leading man seemed unwilling to waste any more time, gave a signal with his eyes, and the five of them charged up together.

  Seeing the five people attacking, the female cultivator's face had a desperate look. She was too confident in herself. At first, her master warned her to be more careful, gave her a set of defensive equipment, the Golden Silk Soft Armor, and handed over a large number of talismans and elixirs. With her exceptional array skills, she believed that no one at the same level could defeat her. This secret realm was just a place for her to gain experience, but she underestimated the greed of cultivators!

  Hmph, even if I die, I will never make it easy for you!

  A resolute glint flashed across the woman's face, and suddenly her clothes puffed up, like an inflated balloon, as a violently surging spiritual power whipped up a whirlwind, causing her clothes to flutter loudly.

  "It's no good, she's going to self-destruct!" The leader shouted, and the five of them retreated in unison.

  But then two miserable cries came, and two cultivators, one male and one female, fell to the ground at the same time.

  "Yan Ran!" The leader shouted loudly and dodged a whip shadow by tilting his head.

  Mo Qingchen and Duan Qingge each used their ultimate moves, entangling themselves in a fierce battle with the three men.

  The female cultivator who was ready to self-destruct saw this sudden change and forcibly stopped the already activated technique, the circulating spiritual energy being abruptly blocked, suddenly feeling severe pain throughout her body, she fainted.

  "Who are you?" Two more mournful cries, only the leading monk was left struggling to support himself. Suddenly, two women appeared, wearing outer disciple robes of the Yao Guang Sect. Their movements were fierce and ruthless, their coordination swift and deadly. The monk couldn't help but ask...

  Mo Qingchen's face was expressionless, and he threw out a green needle. The extremely fine green needle required concentration to avoid, but the monk hastily dodged it without noticing Duan Qingge's long whip.

  Duan Qingge fiercely whipped out a lash, the spiritual energy infused in the whip causing the cultivator to let out a pained cry as his movements slowed down before being struck by Mo Qingchen's green needle.

  The two men didn't say a word, neatly collecting their spoils of war and clearing the scene.

  He removed the storage bag from Hu Yanran's waist, looked at her still beautiful face, and Mo Qingchen pursed his lips. He then turned around and took off the male cultivator's storage bag, thinking to himself that he had finally eliminated one hidden danger. If anything else happened, he would have to resort to fighting back.

  Although they lived in the same courtyard, Mo Qingchen didn't have any guilty feelings. She wouldn't take the initiative to provoke others, but if others wanted to scheme against her, she could only strike first to gain the upper hand.

  "Qingchen Shimei, what's going on with her?" Duan Qingge asked, looking at the female cultivator who was unconscious on the ground.

  Mo Qingchu hesitated for a moment and said: "Anyway, we also need to hide here for a day, let's take her with us first."

  Duan Qingge nodded: "That's okay, but if a cultivator discovers us during this period, we won't be able to care about her."

  "That's natural." Mo Qingchen replied.

  Mo Qingchen fed Nü Xiu a Fuxiaohui Chun Wan pill, and together with Duan Qingge, they began to sort out the gains of these past few days.

  Let's put aside the talismans and magical tools for now. The main thing is to see what treasures those people obtained in the secret realm, and how they distributed and exchanged them for foundation-building pills.

  Fortunately, it remained calm and peaceful afterwards, and on the second day, as Mo Qingchen and Dust had expected.

  "Who are you?" The female cultivator asked cautiously as she finally opened her eyes.