72: A surprise? Hopefully it won't turn into a shock.

After learning a few things, Chen Ye parted ways with the Disciples of the Qingxin Palace.

"Wang Ming also has a divine beast egg?"

As he walked along the road, Chen Ye's brow furrowed tightly; he keenly sensed that something was amiss.

"Actually, it's not that strange. Even I failed to thoroughly explore the Dayan Secret Realm back then. It can only be said that Wang Ming, like you, is someone with great Luck."

Elder Ming's voice came from within the Storage Ring.

"Impossible! I know exactly what kind of person Wang Ming is. He stops at nothing to achieve his goals. Would someone like him be so kind as to risk his life just to save me?"

Chen Ye snorted coldly and quickened his pace, sweeping forward.

Regardless of Wang Ming's motives, the pressure he faced had indeed lessened considerably.

Having finally gained a moment to breathe, he had to find a place to recover his nearly exhausted spiritual Qi to face the subsequent pursuit.

"Sigh..."

Inside the Storage Ring, Elder Ming gave a helpless sigh.

Hatred always has a way of blinding a person's eyes.

Regarding this matter, he didn't believe Wang Ming was plotting anything against him.

Besides, what could he possibly want?

Want him because he doesn't bathe? Want him for his big backside?

Chen Ye was simply overthinking it!

In fact, if one were to evaluate objectively, Elder Ming felt that whether it was natural talent or mental schemes, Wang Ming was far beyond what Chen Ye could compare to.

"A pity..." Elder Ming sighed again. Such was fate, and he could only accept it... At an open clearing.

Wang Ming had found a large rock from somewhere and sliced it down the middle with a single sword strike, turning it directly into a stone table.

"Finally here." He sat cross-legged, brewed a pot of hot tea, and looked ahead.

At the far end of the clearing where his gaze rested, hundreds of figures slowly emerged from the forest.

"Brother Wang truly has such elegant taste. While everyone is fighting tooth and nail for an Opportunity, you are actually so leisurely as to sit here drinking tea." Mo Dong raised his hand, signaling the Xuantian Sect Disciples to stop, and stepped forward alone to approach Wang Ming.

A stone cup appeared on the table, and the teapot flew up automatically, pouring out the tea.

Wang Ming made a gesture. "Please."

"Brother Wang is too kind; then I shall accompany Brother Wang for a cup." Mo Dong sat down with a chuckle and, without the slightest hesitation, picked up the teacup and drained it in one gulp.

"Aren't you worried I might have poisoned the tea?" Wang Ming stared at him with interest.

"Since Brother Wang was willing to risk his life for his fellow Disciples, I naturally trust Brother Wang's character; you wouldn't use such a despicable method as poisoning." Mo Dong shook his head with a smile.

Character?

The one thing the cultivation world needed least was character!

Wang Ming smiled and didn't say much more.

"I wonder if Brother Wang would allow me to have a look at the divine beast egg?" Mo Dong's eyes flickered as he stared at Wang Ming.

Wang Ming didn't say a word; he tapped his finger, and an egg glowing with white light suddenly appeared on the table.

"It really is a divine beast egg!" Mo Dong chuckled. His face showed nothing unusual, but a flash of heat passed deep within his eyes.

"I see that Brother Wang is also an interesting person. How about this: you give this egg to me, and I promise never to attack the Disciples of Qingxin Palace again. In fact, as long as Brother Wang says the word, I can even help you deal with the Lingjian Pavilion to help Qingxin Palace keep the other divine beast egg."

Mo Dong was still somewhat wary of Wang Ming.

To face all the Xuantian Sect Disciples alone and still remain so calm—

Either his brain was addled, or he possessed fearless confidence.

Clearly, Wang Ming belonged to the latter.

Therefore, if it could be resolved peacefully, Mo Dong did not want to fight Wang Ming.

Wang Ming did not answer; with a wave of his hand, he stowed the White Tiger Egg back away.

"It seems Brother Wang is unwilling to make me his friend." Seeing this, Mo Dong sighed slightly and said no more, turning back to the Xuantian Sect ranks.

Without needing a word, the Xuantian Sect Disciples swarmed forward, surrounding Wang Ming.

A dense killing intent permeated the air.

"Brother Wang, I will ask you one last time: this friend of mine, will you make him or not?" Mo Dong raised his hand to signal the Xuantian Sect Disciples not to act rashly.

Wang Ming drained the hot tea in his cup and, with a wave of his hand, the king artifact wait a minute floated out.

A murderous aura spread out, actually forcing back the combined killing intent of all the Xuantian Sect Disciples.

"This aura... could it be a true artifact?!" Mo Dong's expression changed drastically as he stared fixedly at the sword floating beside Wang Ming, his heart churning.

A true artifact!

Even the Xuantian Sect didn't possess a single one!

This Wang Ming, a mere Disciple of Qingxin Palace, actually possessed a true artifact!

"Brother Wang, you really have given me a massive surprise." Mo Dong licked his lips, staring at Wang Ming with eyes full of fervor.

The moment he saw this true artifact, he had already made up his mind.

He would seize this true artifact and, after leaving the Secret Realm, immediately break away from the Xuantian Sect to find a place for secluded cultivation.

Once he achieved Core Formation, he would fight his way back to the Xuantian Sect!

As long as one had strength, what did it matter who sat in the position of Xuantian Sect Master?

"I hope it doesn't turn into a scare." With a thought from Wang Ming, wait a minute instantly turned into a streak of light and shot into the crowd.

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

The expressions on the faces of dozens of Xuantian Sect Disciples instantly froze, and they instinctively tried to look down in disbelief.

But before they could, their upper bodies slid off and fell directly to the ground.

Cut in half at the waist!

"Run!" Seeing this scene, the remaining Disciples turned pale; how could they dare to besiege Wang Ming? They all scattered and fled.

"You think you can come and go as you please? Do you really take me for a soft persimmon that can be squeezed at will?" A sharp light flashed in Wang Ming's eyes as his vast, sea-like Divine Sense power surged out.

The fleeing Xuantian Sect Disciples felt as if a weight of a thousand tons was pressing down on them from all sides, and their bodies all froze in place.

The Little Junior Brother and Junior Sister were no exception.

"Senior Brother, save... save me..."

The Little Junior Brother's face was contorted, the veins on his face and neck bulging as he reached out to try and grab Mo Dong.

But before his hand could touch him, with a bang, his entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

The field was like a fireworks show in progress.

The Xuantian Sect Disciples exploded one after another.

Splat!

A glob of mushy matter splashed onto Mo Dong's face.

He took it off to look; it was actually an eyeball. He remembered that eye vividly; it had looked at him affectionately on so many nights.

But now, it was filled with terror.

It was the Junior Sister's eyeball!

Mo Dong's entire body was trembling, and his face was paler than it had ever been.

In a single breath!

Hundreds of Xuantian Sect Disciples had all died violent deaths!

And Wang Ming, from beginning to end, had simply stood quietly in place without even lifting a hand!

This kind of strength was something only the various Sect Masters within the three-sect Alliance could likely achieve!

But the Dayan Secret Realm had restrictions; only those at Foundation Establishment could enter.

This Wang Ming was clearly only at Foundation Establishment, yet he possessed strength comparable to Core Formation. It was simply terrifying!

"The Xuantian Sect and Qingxin Palace are in an Alliance. A death or two while fighting for an Opportunity is a small matter, but have you considered the consequences of slaughtering my Xuantian Sect Disciples like this?"

Mo Dong knew that with Wang Ming's strength, if he wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even have a chance to run.

To save his life, he could only state the stakes and make Wang Ming hesitate out of fear of the repercussions.