Chapter 132: First Steps into Butterfly Valley

Diandian flicked its tail and said:
"Master, if your hypothesis is correct, then surely many cultivators will be willing to venture into the back valley. Wouldn't that just be throwing their lives away to the evil cultivators?"
Yun Xi nodded and replied:
"Perhaps. We won't know the specifics until we enter Cloud-Flying Valley, but I suspect they have a clear objective."
Diandian rolled its beady black eyes and said:
"Master, are they using the map jade slips to mark lone female cultivators, just—"
"Go on, take whatever crystals you can carry; that will be enough for you to live comfortably for several lifetimes!" Rambir seemed unwilling to waste time, leaning back into his chair and waving his hand wearily at James.
"Young Master Chu, why don't I go over and take a look first? Once I've scouted the situation, I'll return to inform everyone," Shan Xin suggested.
"Be quiet for a moment, I'm making a call." Lin Feng had woken up—or at least that was how Song Qi perceived it. But the first thing Lin Feng did upon regaining consciousness was to tell her to shut up, which made her feel deeply aggrieved. She could vaguely guess that Lin Feng was acting this way mostly because of Xie Wanting.
They were the legendary Hundred Tribes. Back then, there were over a hundred distinct races, but after the great war concluded, only a dozen or so remained. Unfortunately, as they fled later on, several more perished, leaving only a few races in existence today.
His laughter was trivial in itself, but it caused the faces of the other sword fanatics of the Li family to change drastically. They subconsciously retreated, distancing themselves from the old man, fearing they might become the next unfortunate victim.
Consequently, Shang Yi immediately set down his bowl and chopsticks and went downstairs, where Wu Hansheng was already waiting for him.
He Ruozhi, stealing a glance from across the way, immediately realized that Tianfeng was not an opponent to be trifled with and promptly set aside all arrogance in his heart.
Even the Lord of Jade Mirror City, Xue Zheng, would not have been so polite. She was now at a loss for what to do, and could only stare intently at Qin Yang, just like Xue Zheng, waiting for his reply.
He packed away the array used for refining the Blood Sand Spirit Jade Shield, then brought out a set of array tools to begin setting up the array for refining the Purple Lightning God-Wood Sword.
Two late-stage Taiyi Golden Immortals and four mid-stage Taiyi Golden Immortals—this was a trap set under the assumption that everyone believed he was only at the mid-stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. Little did they know that was merely a manifestation of his powerful primordial spirit; his actual cultivation was only at the early stage.
Lu Linghua smiled, then suddenly asked with a serious expression: "President Han, you are a good man. There is something I must tell you, but before I say it, I need to ask what kind of relationship you have with our President Ma."
When a martial artist is breaking through to a new realm, any disruption to the flow of heaven and earth energy can easily lead to Qi deviation, causing the martial artist's meridians to shatter.
Zhang Yang and Wu Yu were fooling around; Wu Yu was laughing until tears streamed down her face, yet she refused to admit defeat, so Zhang Yang naturally kept tickling the soles of her feet.
Because there was a ninety percent chance of becoming a martial artist this time, Zhang Yang wanted to succeed on the first attempt. This would save half of his blood crystals and establish more solid confidence in his martial path.
This frantic plundering was such that the flow of elemental energy around his body formed a mist that permeated the entire room.
The most critical factor was that news of this auction had not yet spread far and wide; only the forces surrounding the Xu family's city were aware of it, so the competition was limited.
Dusk had already fallen, and Cang Ya had yet to return. Fali had already finished a nap and returned to the room where they had first arrived, sitting down to wait.
Now that a great war was imminent, I truly feared that Da De would be unable to move past this matter. I patted Da De on the shoulder and said: "There are plenty of fish in the sea."
"I know, of course I know. Isn't it just the day for the Cloud Stream Palace's recruitment?" Su Chenyang answered lazily, continuing to groom his hair.
Whether it was Rong Zhu, the dark-skinned old man, or those seven seventh-rank mid-stage powerhouses, they all felt far too weak to Lan Feng.