The third-grade Earth Fire Lotus District was crowded with many people, but most of them were laborers.
No one noticed the actions of Zhao Xing and Chen Shijie.
Before long, the two of them had picked over a hundred seeds and placed them inside a box.
"Is it okay to leave them like this?"
"No problem. The seeds of the Earth Fire Lotus are very resistant, and this box is made of fla crystal. It’s perfect to store them here."
"Carrying a box like this doesn’t look suspicious. After all, this is what we’re supposed to be doing," said Zhao Xing.
"Let’s head to the fourth-grade area."
"Alright, be careful."
Zhao Xing and the others continued downwards and soon ca across a warning sign:
[The area ahead is the Fourth-stage Earth Fire Spirit Lake Area. mbers of the Fire Demon Clan who haven’t reached the Late-stage Spirit Bridge should enter with caution.]
The four of them paid no heed and imdiately passed through the warning sign.
"The fourth-grade Spirit Lake."
Zhao Xing entered the Spirit Lake area, still pretending to be working, and then started stealing seeds with Chen Shijie.
The Spirit Lake was quite large, with people more scattered around. In this sweltering environnt, few people noticed there were two fellows stealing seeds.
Chen Shijie and Zhao Xing each stealthily took seeds here and there, just like taking a single grain from a rice bin—barely noticeable.
"We have enough from the fourth grade; let’s move to the fifth-grade area," Zhao Xing said.
"Let’s go."
Everything was going smoothly, but, unexpectedly, just as they entered the fifth-grade area, they encountered a problem.
A commander of the Fire Demon Clan suddenly stopped Zhao Xing and Chen Shijie: "Halt, under which lord do you serve? How co I’ve never seen you before?"
"We were sent by Lord Yuehai," Zhao Xing replied, "We were just promoted to the Earthly Evil Realm not long ago and are here to work in the Fifth-rank Spirit Lake."
"Oh?" The commander eyed Zhao Xing suspiciously but couldn’t discern anything. He waved his hand, signaling them to pass.
Muttering under his breath, "Why are there several more commanders today... Wait a second!"
Just as Zhao Xing and the others brushed past him, he suddenly said, "You claim to be under Lord Yuehai’s orders, but where are the orders?"
Chen Shijie’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Zhao Xing calmly responded, "In our haste, we didn’t bring the orders down."
The commander said with caution, "You don’t have the physical orders, but you must have the password. What is the passphrase?!"
A passphrase?
There’s a passphrase?
Zhao Xing was taken aback as well.
He had accounted for everything, not expecting this oversight.
The few individuals under his Soul Binding couldn’t possibly know that the Fifth-stage Earth Fire Spirit Lake Area required a passphrase for entry.
Zhao Xing from his previous life also didn’t know about any passphrase.
Could it be that the practices differ across periods?
"Pfft—"
Seeing Zhao Xing hesitate, the commander was about to reach for sothing on his person.
Yu Ziqi and Long Xiao, both experienced, saw Zhao Xing’s distraction and the commander’s movent, and imdiately struck decisively.
Two swords, one penetrating his chest and the other piercing his forehead.
"Gah—"
He clutched at his neck, about to fall.
Zhao Xing snapped back to his senses and imdiately kicked him into the river of lava.
"Gurgle—"
The river of lava quickly swallowed up the unfortunate fool, lting him down until nothing was left.
"We weren’t noticed, right?" Zhao Xing’s heart was pounding violently.
"Should be fine," Chen Shijie scanned the surroundings, "This place is a corner."
"We need to move quickly. Without the passphrase, we’ll eventually run into trouble," Long Xiao said.
"Right." Zhao Xing and Chen Shijie imdiately set off, quickly heading towards the Spirit Lake Lotus District.
But just as they turned the corner, they ran into two more commanders.
And these were two that Zhao Xing and the others had seen before.
They were the ones led in by the Minotaur.
But aren’t they eighth-grade?
How could eighth-grade practitioners get in here?
"Halt, where’s your token!"
Zhao Xing imdiately issued the command.
I’m the one asking you, rather than you asking .
Xia Jing and Guan Junyang were taken aback.
They were holding a box, and everything had gone smoothly at the checkpoint. They didn’t expect that just as they were about to leave the fifth-rank Earth Fire Spirit Lake, they would be questioned.
What token did Xia Jing and Guan Junyang have?
However, their approach was exactly the sa as Zhao Xing’s.
Xia Jing spoke up, "Sir, we have just been promoted and ca in a hurry, without bringing the token down."
Zhao Xing furrowed his brows, "If you don’t have the token, surely you have the password?"
Xia Jing was startled.
There’s a password too?
His eyes narrowed slightly as he nonchalantly took a few steps closer, "Sir, if you would just hear out..."
Seeing his feet gather montum, Zhao Xing’s heart began to pound furiously, sensing danger he explosively retreated.
"Whoosh~"
At the mont he started to retreat,
a sword light and a blade light flashed.
The sword belonged to Long Xiao, and the blade was Xia Jing’s.
"Clang!"
Their weapons clashed, Long Xiao’s Flying Sword was repelled.
Xia Jing, on the other hand, shuddered, and the box strapped to his back dropped.
He felt his blood churning, and his condition worsened.
Could there actually be such a powerful seventh-grade Sword Cultivator among the barbarians?!
"Cut him down!" Zhao Xing was furiously exasperated.
Damnit, he had just sched against soone, and now before he could react, he had been outmaneuvered.
He had almost been chopped just now. If not for his Life Soul’s forewarning, that hit would have either killed him or left him severely injured.
"Kill the Sword Cultivator first!" Xia Jing also spoke to Guan Junyang.
Confident in their martial skills, Xia Jing and Guan Junyang didn’t think of fleeing at all.
Both completely ignored Chen Shijie, Zhao Xing, and Yu Ziqi, their moves targeting Long Xiao directly.
"Hiss hiss hiss~" Guan Junyang imdiately unleashed his strongest move, and thick green hair suddenly sprouted in Long Xiao’s palm.
The swordplay imdiately turned unstable, veering off course and shooting into the magma lake.
At the sa ti, Zhao Xing also made his move, directing his Flying Snake Transformation at Xia Jing.
Yu Ziqi, who acted later but arrived first, had four Flying Swords striking at Xia Jing and Guan Junyang.
Old Chen then had a fiery red chain erging from underground that instantly bound Guan Junyang.
Both sides aid to resolve their opponents as swiftly and quietly as possible.
"What?!"
Xia Jing was in dismay, for the seemingly unremarkable Yu Ziqi managed to control four Flying Swords.
Another damn Sword Cultivator?!
And what about those two inconspicuous people beside him, their casting speed and power, how could it be so fast?!
"Wait, what’s this move?!"
Xia Jing pointed his finger towards Yu Ziqi’s four Flying Swords, his Green Dragon Breaking Origin Finger turned into an afterimage, deflecting all four swords.
But suddenly, his heart started to beat uncontrollably, and scales inexplicably began to erge on his neck.
It felt as if his internal organs were shifting places.
This was the power of the Flying Snake Transformation!
"Stop fighting, Mr. Zhao, we’re on the sa side!"
Xia Jing urgently called out.
"Hmm? Stop!" Zhao Xing hesitated and called a halt, and his Thunderbolt Finger lessened its force, landing only on the bend of Xia Jing’s foot.
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