407: First appearance of the sect

Seeing the opponent attack, the two Attendants' eyes flashed with determination. They simultaneously rushed in front of Lin Hao, exhausting every last bit of their Spirit Qi to sacrifice their respective defensive Magical Artifacts.

However, their cultivation was much lower than Su Fengcai's. The moment their Magical Artifacts touched the opponent's attack, they shattered with a 'crack.' Both were instantly sent flying by the shock, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.

Lin Hao's pupils constricted as despair instantly flooded his heart.

He could even feel the searing heat brought by the Sword Qi; death was close at hand.

Just then, a crisp gunshot suddenly rang out!

"Bang!"

Su Fengcai, who was swinging her sword, felt her heart skip a beat. It was an instinctive warning triggered by imminent danger.

She subconsciously executed a movement technique to spin and dodge. In the next moment, a large crater exploded on the ground where she had been standing, sending soil and rocks flying.

"The power of the Middle Stage Mangxu Realm."

"Who are you?!"

Su Fengcai swept out her Divine Sense and instantly discovered the hiding place of the attacker.

"Sigh, what a pity, what a pity."

"I wasted one of my blue level-three bullets."

Chen Mo's regretful sigh drifted over, followed by a line delivered with full confidence.

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree! If you want to pass through here, leave behind your road toll!"

This voice... Lin Hao and the other two were stunned, all finding it incredibly familiar.

When they looked toward the sound, they saw a man with tied-up hair perched on high ground near the Secret Realm exit. He had a hooked nose and a full beard, and he held a strange Magical Artifact they had never seen before.

This person was exactly the Cultivator they had encountered by chance in the tavern before entering the Secret Realm!

"Who are you?"

Su Fengcai's face grew more solemn. Although she discovered the opponent only had the cultivation of the Early Stage Mangxu Realm, that strike just now had truly been able to threaten her.

This person could not be underestimated!

"I do not change my name when I travel, nor my surname when I sit. I am the Chief Disciple of the Chusheng Sect, known to others as the Bridge-Blocking Immortal, Wululu!"

Su Fengcai's elegant brows knitted together. She searched her mind several times but couldn't recall the origins of a Sect called the Chusheng Sect.

"Just a rat hiding its head and showing its tail. How dare you act wildly here?"

"Behold my Magical Artifact!"

Before her voice finished, she flipped her wrist and took out a Magical Artifact.

It was a jade inkstone. As it flew into mid-air, it burst with a blinding red light, and countless streaks of flaming Sword Qi condensed, falling straight toward Chen Mo's position.

Chen Mo, however, was unhurried. He patted the Storage Pouch at his waist with his left hand, pulled out a purple copper compass to block in front of him, and injected Spirit Qi. The compass manifested a spiritual shield.

At the same time, he quickly swapped to green level-two bullets and frantically pulled the trigger: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

This purple copper compass was an item seized from the previous batches of retreating Cultivators. It was perfect for facing the enemy now.

"A bit interesting!"

A flash of surprise crossed Su Fengcai's eyes. Her footwork changed as she exerted her utmost to dodge the bullets while casting offensive Spells.

The two engaged in a battle of offense and defense, pulling out various Spells, Magic Treasures, and bullets against each other.

Su Fengcai favored fire-attribute Spells and Magic Treasures, all of which were incredibly fierce and overbearing.

Although Chen Mo wasn't skilled in fighting, he excelled at being a scoundrel. He had seized many Magical Artifacts from others just now; once one was worn out, he simply swapped to another.

Whether it was Talismans, Magical Artifacts, or pots and pans, he just threw them all.

After a dozen consecutive rounds, Su Fengcai, a Cultivator who had just promoted to the Late Stage Mangxu Realm, actually couldn't even get close to her opponent.

Those Magical Artifacts thrown out like they cost nothing, along with those strange attacks, left her feeling constrained and restricted.

Meanwhile, Lin Hao and the others huddled up cautiously, watching the two sides engage in a passionate battle of techniques.

"What a troublesome thief."

"Why hasn't this woman left yet?"

The more Chen Mo threw, the more his heart ached. These Magical Artifacts were now his treasures; losing even one pained him.

Su Fengcai failed in another attempt to close in. She pressed her right hand to her chest, a trace of blood leaking from the corner of her mouth.

In the confrontation, not only had she failed to gain any advantage, but she had also been hit by a few bullets. Just as her face filled with indignation and she prepared to get serious, her expression suddenly changed drastically.

"Senior Sister, return quickly!"

That was the Spirit Qi resonance between her and her fellow Sect members. At this moment, it had become extremely weak, laced with the fluctuations of impending death.

Clearly, something had happened to the Azure Cloud Sect Disciples... The situation was urgent. Su Fengcai gave Chen Mo a fierce glare, her eyes full of ruthlessness.

"Wululu of the Chusheng Sect!"

"Today I shall temporarily spare your dog life, you thief! If I encounter you again, I will surely grind your bones to ashes!"

She no longer lingered. Her internal Spirit Qi surged, forcefully repelling a large number of bullets fired by Chen Mo. She turned into a red light and sped off toward the direction of her fellow Sect members... Chen Mo watched her receding back, feeling some heartache as he collected the nearly ruined Magical Artifacts and stroked his beard.

"Tch, running so fast. This Seat hasn't finished fighting yet."

After showing off for a bit, he immediately turned to look at Lin Hao and the others.

"What are you still standing there for? If you don't leave now, and that woman changes her mind and comes back, you won't have such good luck."

Lin Hao and the others were ecstatic and hurried to thank him. "Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior!"

However, just as the three of them finished their salutations and were about to leave in a hurry, Chen Mo fired a bullet in front of them.

"Senior... what is the meaning of this?"

"Didn't This Seat just say it? This is a robbery!"

"You are naturally no exception!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Lin Hao's group of three turned extremely ugly.

Despite their extreme reluctance, they could only helplessly hand over all their Magical Artifacts and Storage Pouches.

"Time to feast!"

Chen Mo rummaged for a while, taking all the valuable items from the three's Storage Pouches. He kept what was useful and exchanged what wasn't for top-up points.

Most of the items appeared to have been obtained from the Secret Realm, including various spirit ores, Spirit Stones, and Spirit Medicines.

Needless to say, all were seized.

[Ding, recycling successful!]

[top-up points obtained from this recycling: 219 points]

To be fair, although the three had been chased and beaten earlier, their cultivation and combat strength were not weak. They had all just broken through to the Early Stage Mangxu Realm and could be considered minor Prodigies of their regions.

They only had their bad luck to blame for running into a great Prodigy like Su Fengcai. Otherwise, with their strength, it would have been easy to escape even from an ordinary Middle Stage Mangxu Realm Cultivator.

But it didn't matter anyway; Chen Mo would have blocked them regardless.

With a casual toss, the three's ransacked Storage Pouches and a few Magical Artifacts were thrown back.

Lin Hao and the others probed with their Divine Sense. Good grief, they were cleaned out completely; not a single high-value item remained.

Of course, each person's situation was different.

A-Li scratched his head. "Senior... why is there nothing at all left in my Storage Pouch?"

"Huh? That shouldn't be. Throw the Storage Pouch back here for a moment; This Seat will check it for you."

[Ding, recycling successful!]

[top-up points obtained from this recycling: 2 points]

Well, now this male Cultivator named A-Li didn't even have a Storage Pouch anymore.

The female Cultivator among the three—Luo Yunxi—was in a better situation. Only half of her things had been taken, and even her Magical Artifacts were still there, though she would have to purchase several sets of new clothes again.

"Senior, may we leave now?"

"Heh, I'm afraid not."

"This Seat still wants one more thing."

"You are a smart person; you know what This Seat wants!"