<b>Editor: Anuvrat</b>
Sound of wind breaking continuously echoed out from the floating ice blocks. After which, several figures began to gather towards the stone platform. Not long after, miserable screams rang out as people fell into the dark lake and lost their lives.
A day had passed since the initial chaos, and most of the Purple Frost Profound Lotuses had been taken away by others. However, this item had quite a lot of benefits to one’s Body Tempering. Therefore, even though this was the case, there were still quite a number of people sweeping around at this moment.
At the edge of the stone platform, there were nearly ten people standing with their hands behind their backs. The one leading the group was shockingly the old man who had been in charge of the auction back in Qingshan Town. However, the warm smile on his face had long since disappeared and was replaced with a cold expression.
This person was actually an elder of Qingshan Town’s Mo Clan. After Mo Fanlong left and smoothly gathered with the clan elders who had also entered this time around. However, he was still extremely worried about Ye Zhong. Therefore, although he had more important things to do at the moment, he still sent an elder and a group of powerhouses to watch over the frozen lake.
It would have been fine if Ye Zhong died, but if he had not, Mo Fanlong believed that the clan elder was enough to kill him. No matter what, Mo Fanlong was extremely cautious, the enemies like Ye Zhong who might grow up should be dealt with as soon as possible.
ā€œYoung Lord is good in every aspect, except for being too cautious. He’s a mere Junior at the Third Layer of Body Tempering. Even if he doesn’t die, what kind of turbulence could he cause? Furthermore, at this moment, even after so many powerhouses fell into the lake, they had all died without leaving even their corpses intact. As a mere member of the younger generation, how could he possibly survive?ā€ Elder Mo shook his head and said with a hint of playfulness.
ā€œHehe, Elder, you are right. Young Lord is indeed too cautious with his actions, and it is inevitable to be a little superfluous sometimes. I think that we should also leave and find some opportunities, right? Otherwise, we won’t have the chance to go to the Inheritance Grounds. If we don’t take advantage of the situation and enter the Innate Temple, wouldn’t we be at a disadvantage?ā€ A powerhouse standing behind the old man surnamed Mo said with a chuckle. Obviously, he did not place any importance on Ye Zhong.
ā€œYou little fellows, aren’t you afraid that the Young Lord will blame you? Howeverā€¦ā€¦ā€ The Elder smiled and shook his head, but he did not reject this matter. It was obvious that he was somewhat dissatisfied with Mo Fanlong’s order, but at this moment, he suddenly froze, and in the next instant, he shouted, ā€œNot good, retreat!ā€
At the same time, many of the powerhouses who were still on the stone platform reacted in an instant. One by one, they quickly left the stone platform.
After many people had left for less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they saw deep cracks appearing on the ancient stone platform. After which, the stone platform was just like a rotten tree, slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake, only leaving behind a bubbling area. Obviously, something below was destroyed, so much so that the stone platform sank.
ā€œCould it beā€¦ā€¦ā€
The Elder surnamed Mo clearly had some understanding of this Innate Sanctuary. After staring at the lake’s surface for a moment, his complexion suddenly paled, and in the next instant, he suddenly laughed sinisterly. ā€œBoys, it seems like we do not have to look for opportunities anywhere else. It looks like someone has found the location of the Purple Wood Spirit Root and obtained it! Otherwise, such a change would not have happened!ā€
ā€œHehehe, indeed when fortune knocks at your door, any obstacles in the way, cannot block against it!ā€ The ten or so powerhouses behind him all let out cold laughs as well, their faces were filled with greed. They were well aware of what a Purple Wood Spirit Root was. That thing was an extremely precious Spirit Herb of the Body Tempering, it was a hard-to-find item even in the Innate Temple. However, now that there was someone who had gotten their hands on it, it was only natural that they would take a great advantage of it as if they were the Oriole behind. [1]
The group of Mo Clan powerhouses spread out in all directions as they stared intently at the lake’s surface. In the distance, quite a number of powerhouses who had retreated earlier had also sensed something. At this moment, these people did not move too far away. Instead, they looked towards the center of the lake with a puzzled expression.
[1] ā€œthe Oriole behindā€ is derived from the full idiom ā€œthe Mantis stalks the Cicada, unaware of the Oriole behindā€, refers to ā€œcovet gains ahead without being aware of danger behindā€, here they think MC as the mantis and themselves as the oriole.
[2] ā€œThere was a road in heaven, they didn’t go; There was no door to hell, they barged in.ā€ should be figurative of ā€œthere is always an easy way to do things but they don’t choose. Instead, they insist on choosing a very difficult oneā€.