Chapter 93: Troubled at The Primordial Ruin Desolate Secret Realm

The two smiled wryly and then acted as if nothing had happened. Wei Chen put the U Phone into his storage, while Yun Feng clearly wanted to continue but had no choice but to feel disappointed, since the phone was not his.

He could not help but wonder where he could buy one himself.

“Excuse me, what did you say earlier?” Yun Feng asked.

“She asked whether you wanted to join the tournament as a rogue cultivator,” Wei Chen replied.

“Oh! Of course! I want to join! That is why I came here in the first place!” Yun Feng nodded repeatedly.

Saintess Han Xiyue giggled, causing her well endowed chest to jiggle slightly. The movement drew Wei Chen’s eyes, while Yun Feng’s expression remained completely blank, as if he were staring at a dead fish.

Man, this guy must be a true believer in the justice of flat chests, Wei Chen could not help but think rudely after seeing Yun Feng’s reaction.

After that, the three separated and went their own ways within the Martial Exchange Grand Stage. Wei Chen surveyed the area and began planning the broadcast. Yun Feng went to register for the tournament, while Saintess Han Xiyue returned with her sect to the accommodation that the venue had prepared for them.

— Meanwhile – Primordial Ruin Desolate Secret Realm —

Within the cracked and blackened earth of the Primordial Ruin Desolate Secret Realm, Mo Xingyao walked into the realm together with Sword Leader Wang.

She had just arrived from Azure River Capital City. Following her and Sword Leader Wang was a group from the Black Sword Squad, along with several formation masters and sealing experts.

The latter were here to deal with any information that might leak from this discovery. They would change this place from an open ruin into a fully sealed secret ruin under the ownership of the Sky Severing Demon Valley.

After fifteen minutes, the group arrived at the giant ruin within the hall where Wen Moyuan and his disciples from the Unity Sage’s Archive had discovered the map that led to another primordial ruin.

Before Mo Xingyao, a hologram like stellar diagram was revealed. Lights connected node after node across the ruin map. Some glowed red, some green, some yellow, while others were dark, like stars that had dimmed.

Wen Moyuan, who was discussing matters with his disciples while recording everything into scrolls, noticed Mo Xingyao’s arrival and quickly stepped forward to receive her.

“Greetings, Lady Mo. You have finally arrived,” Wen Moyuan said with a friendly smile. This was the most earth shattering secret they had uncovered since the founding of the Unity Sage’s Archive.

“Is everyone in your team still here? No one left while I was away?” Mo Xingyao asked. This was the most important question if the Sky Severing Demon Valley wanted to monopolize this secret.

“Of course. Everyone is still here. You do not need to worry, Lady Mo,” Wen Moyuan replied reassuringly.

“That is good,” Mo Xingyao said, letting out a sigh of relief before turning back to him.

“According to our agreement, you will share all the knowledge you have discovered here with us, and we will waive all fees for you. Any payment you made beforehand will be returned.”

Mo Xingyao restated the terms of the agreement.

According to the agreement, if the Unity Sage’s Archive discovered information within this desolate secret realm that the Sky Severing Demon Valley deemed valuable, they would share it. In return, both the Sky Severing Demon Valley and the Thousand Treasure Pavilion would waive all fees related to the use of this ruin.

“Of course, Lady Mo,” Wen Moyuan agreed with a smile. Even though they felt reluctant to share this information and wished to monopolize it themselves, an agreement was an agreement. Besides, if they refused, Wen Moyuan and his disciples would never leave this place alive.

“Master,” one of the disciples called out to Wen Moyuan.

“Yes? Is there something you do not understand?” Wen Moyuan asked.

“Master, do you think Senior Disciple Liu Fu will be alright?” the disciple asked. He was a junior under Liu Fu and quite close to him.

“Hmmm. It is worrying, but I think he will be fine. Even though his future prospects might be affected, we have enough resources to help him recover. This ruin will provide our Unity Sage’s Archive with vast knowledge. We will have plenty of information to trade with outsiders, and perhaps even obtain specially crafted pills from the sect leader of the Golden Cauldron Sect himself,” Wen Moyuan said optimistically.

“Huh? Liu Fu?” Mo Xingyao repeated the name. “Is this one of your disciples? Where is he? Perhaps we can help him,” she asked, deciding to sell Wen Moyuan and the Unity Sage’s Archive a favor.

“Oh, Lady Mo, there is no need to worry. This disciple of mine was too eager for success and suffered a qi deviation a day ago. I already sent him out of the secret realm to return to our sect and recover,” Wen Moyuan said without hiding anything.

Mo Xingyao’s eyes suddenly sharpened. A bad feeling rose within her.

“Returned to your sect?” Mo Xingyao paused, staring deeply into Wen Moyuan’s eyes. “Do not tell me that he suddenly suffered a qi deviation right after you discovered that this map may lead to another Primordial Secret Realm?” she asked, her voice tinged with suspicion.

“Please rest assured, Lady Mo. Liu Fu is not that kind of person. Besides, I saved him when he was on the verge of starvation and took him into the sect. He would never betray us,” Wen Moyuan reassured her.

“I hope you are right, Scholar Wen,” Mo Xingyao replied. However, she did not share Wen Moyuan’s trust in Liu Fu.

Since it had already been a day since that man left, there was nothing she could do. If Liu Fu intended to leak the information, he would have already done so by now. She could only hope for the best, and hope that Wen Moyuan’s trust was not misplaced.

She turned to Sword Leader Wang. “Call for more reinforcements from the valley. Until Father emerges from secluded cultivation, we must protect this place. Increase security and set up additional trap formations,” Mo Xingyao ordered.

“Yes, Young Miss,” Sword Leader Wang replied as he cupped his fist, then vanished to relay her commands.

— Meanwhile – In the middle of the nowhere —

Under the thick canopy of tall trees in the forest, Max came out of its lair after a good night’s sleep and a full stomach. It yawned and stretched its body then it lazily strolled through the forest, frightening many small spirit beasts and herbivores along the way.

Even though its latest human slave was useless and could not offer the harmonious taste it once experienced from the drumstick of that demon like human, its ambition to search for that legendary flavor remained strong.

During the time it lived with its human slave, it learned something very interesting. Humans seemed to have something called a profession, and those with the cook or chef profession were usually very skilled at making food.

This time, it wanted a human slave with the chef profession so that it could enjoy that mysterious and harmonious taste once again.

That brawny drumstick, piping hot yet incredibly juicy, bursting with flavors it had never tasted before, this wolf king wanted it. It wanted it once again.

Max sniffed the air, and its sensitive nose picked up the scent of many humans nearby. Among the scents, it recognized two familiar ones. The first belonged to its former human slave, while the second was also familiar but felt like a distant memory. It could not quite recall why this scent felt so familiar.

No matter. If this wolf king could not remember, then it was surely not important enough to deserve its attention.

Max decided to keep this familiar scent at the back of its mind.

It then rushed toward the source of the scent. With its speed, after half an hour, it arrived at a clearing. The clearing showed clear traces of battle. It seemed that those humans had fought each other here.

Among the scents, Max also picked up the scent of a female human. From the strength of the scent, this female was quite powerful. A clear sign of a strong female breed. Perhaps those male humans were fighting over this powerful female. This must be the case.

This wolf king remembered witnessing several scenes where human males fought over females. In the end, humans were no different from spirit beasts and animals.

Regardless, this wolf king decided to follow the scent. Humans would eventually return to a place called a town or city, a place where many humans lived together like a giant hive of insects. If the city was large, it would retreat. If it was small.

This wolf king would attack the city, kidnap a human chef, and make them its new human slave.

With this thought in mind, Max sprinted forward, following the scent of the group of humans.

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