stonecrandall Chapter 110 The Price of Recklessness
Chapter 110 The Price of Recklessness
In front of us are square stone slabs with all kinds of strange objects on them.
Some are a statue, some are a pile of what looks like garbage.
Stones, tables, even a weird tree, each square has something different in style.
There is also a part of the squares with nothing in it, as if it was a road deliberately left there.
Not everyone was as cautious as Yuan Feng. Soon a reckless man saw an open space and walked up.
"what--!"
The wailing sounds were accompanied by the whooshing sound of burning fire.
It seemed as if the reckless man had stepped on some mechanism, and the square that was originally empty suddenly burst into flames. The flames were like maggots attached to the bones, sticking to the reckless man and he couldn't get rid of them no matter how hard he tried.
"Come back quickly!"
The reckless man was one of the people following Mu Yuntian, Mu Yuntian quickly shouted.
If he had returned in time, he might have had a chance of survival.
But the reckless man was burned by the raging fire and was already confused. He could not hear Mu Yuntian's shouting. Seeing there was an empty seat next to him, he dodged to the side.
When your body is on fire, the best way to deal with it is to roll on the ground. Although the man is reckless, he obviously understands this principle.
That's the truth, but unfortunately he used it in the wrong place.
With a "puff", a row of waist-high iron spikes suddenly emerged from the floor where he had just laid down.
It would have been better if he didn't lie down. The iron spike would at most pierce his thigh, and at worst he would have been without his descendants, but he wouldn't have died.
This trip made him feel cold all over.
This bloody scene made everyone grit their teeth.
Mu Yuntian's face was even gloomier. Although he regarded these people as stepping stones, their death was too stupid and too easy. The only information he got was that there were mechanisms in both grids.
The death of the reckless man cast a shadow over everyone.
It wasn't all smooth sailing at first, and there were some injuries, but no one died.
Except Yuan Feng, everyone else is the pride of the sect and is protected. No matter how wild and arrogant they are, they have never truly experienced life and death.
Seeing someone die right in front of them, and dying in such a miserable way, was undoubtedly a huge shock to them.
"Shen'er!"
Outside the secret realm, Yang Guang, the leader of the Buddhist sect, howled in pain.
The dead ruffian was his son,
His son's name was Yang Shen.
Yang Guang knew that he was reckless by nature and was afraid that his son would inherit this shortcoming, so he named him Yang Shen, hoping that his son would be cautious.
I never thought that when I sent my son to the secret realm for training, he would lose his life because of his recklessness.
"Master Yang, I express my condolences."
The clan leader who was on good terms with Yang Guang could do nothing but offer verbal comfort.
"Shen'er, my Shen'er!"
Yang Guang's grief also affected other people for a while.
For the sect leaders outside, those who enter the secret realm are either their direct disciples or their own flesh and blood. They all have a bright future, and no one wants to see anything happen to their disciples or flesh and blood.
Just one person has died now, but no one can guarantee that their children or disciples will be the next.
As a result, the idea of quitting spread quickly, but people were unable to communicate with those inside and were scratching their heads in anxiety.
"Pfft!"
The sudden change left everyone stunned.
Yang Guang suddenly knelt in front of He Bixia.
"Sister He, I only have this one son, and you and my father are old friends. I only ask Sister He to tell me to help collect my son's body."
Yang Guang had no choice but to do so. He could not enter the secret realm and had no way to personally bury his son's body.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, what are you doing?" He Bixia leaned over to support him. "You said that our fathers are old friends. For such a small matter as helping to collect the body, I can just use the Dao Mirror to pass on the message. Why are you kneeling?"
He Bixia said it was a trivial matter, and Yang Guang listened to it, but he couldn't think so.
The Questioning Mirror is a magic weapon, and Tao Yunwan is a disciple in the Qi Refining Stage, so it must be difficult for her to use it, and it consumes a lot of energy.
"Thank you for your hard work, Sister He." Yang Guang knelt firmly, and He Bixia couldn't get him up no matter how hard she tried.
Seeing that someone was about to pass a message inside, the other sect leaders became active.
"Master He, can you also pass on a message to my disciple?"
He Bixia looked at the sect leader: "Your disciple is not dead."
The words were blunt, but the rejection was obvious.
"I'm afraid that something might happen soon. Sect Master He has a message for you. Don't be so stingy when it comes to things that come to your mind."
"I'm stingy?" He Bixia raised her eyebrows. "Okay, if you're not stingy, I'll charge you 1,000 spirit stones for each word you pass on. Who wants to pass on the word?"
When they heard that they had to pay, everyone lost interest.
Everyone was hoping for luck, always thinking that nothing would happen to their disciples or children. It was not worthwhile to spend thousands of spirit stones just for that little bit of insurance.
Besides, if I quit in front of everyone, I would definitely save my life but lose face. I should let my disciples and children hold on for a while.
Within the secret realm.
When someone died, people felt not only sad but also fearful.
These invisible mechanisms and snares that sneakily seduce people are much more terrifying than the three-meter-high iron centipede.
The three-meter-high iron centipede at least makes a rustling sound before attacking, but these mechanisms don't give you any time to react once you step on them.
There are so many grids, and I don’t know what kind of mechanism will appear.
The crowd's pace suddenly froze, and no one dared to step forward rashly.
At this time, Tao Yunwan frowned.
She felt that the Master wanted to communicate with her.
After finally recovering her inner spiritual energy, she received a message from her master who wanted to communicate as soon as she activated the Dao Mirror. She did not dare to slack off and quickly input spiritual energy to communicate.
"Collect the corpses?" Tao Yunwan was stunned. She didn't expect that the news she received was about such a trivial matter.
Of course it was a small matter for her, but not for Yang Guang.
Although she didn't understand, Tao Yunwan still threw out a piece of white cloth, pulled Yang Shen's body out of the trap, wrapped it up and threw it into the storage bag.
Living people cannot enter the storage bag. If they can be thrown in, it means they are dead and cannot be saved even by gods.
Everyone was very surprised by her behavior, but in the end no one said anything.
After collecting the remains, Tao Yunwan came in front of everyone.
"My master told me when I arrived that most of the elders here think this secret realm is too dangerous. She asked you to weigh yourselves and if you feel you are not capable, you should voluntarily withdraw. Keep walking along the wall. There is a passage to exit the secret realm. As for which elders, time is limited, so my master didn't tell me."
He Bixia said she didn't agree, but she still helped to pass the message.
After all, the sect leaders know each other, and she couldn't be so cruel as to deny their descendants a way out.
The word was spread, but no one took the initiative to withdraw.
Everyone thinks that the majority does not include themselves.
They are all proud ones, with pride in their hearts. Even if most of them include themselves, few are willing to withdraw voluntarily.
If Yuan Feng were to decide this, it would be different. He is not the pride of the sect, and he has no elders outside calling him out.
But he didn't have time to think about these things now, he was looking for a way to get through these traps.
These mechanisms look deadly, but there must be ways to break them.
As I said, Immortal Lu Yang is here to select a successor, not to kill people, so he must have left a way out.
In order to find a solution, Yuan Feng's eyes kept moving, from left to right, and from right to left.
The more you look at it, the more messy it seems. The items in the grid are scattered around, with no pattern to follow.
"Grid... a mess of items."
Yuan Feng murmured softly, his eyes narrowing smaller and smaller.
"Have it!"
He turned his head suddenly and ran quickly along the wall.
The direction was the same as what Tao Yunwan had said. Everyone thought he was scared and wanted to leave the secret realm, and they all looked at him with contempt.
Mu Yuntian even shook his head: "A casual cultivator is a casual cultivator. If he doesn't have the heart and will be scared by such a small difficulty, he will never become a great man."