Chapter 627: So Many People

This is the way the world is. Often, many fourth-grade sects may not have the opportunity to be promoted to the third grade even after working hard for more than ten generations.

The cultivation of cultivators below the True Lake Realm is all about the continuous increase of their own cultivation. As long as the qualifications are sufficient and the resources are sufficient, it is not too difficult. However, the promotion from the True Lake to the Sea of ​​Gods is a huge hurdle, because it involves the transformation of the soul.

There are many Sea of ​​Gods cultivators in Jiuzhou, but they are accumulated from generation to generation. It is often difficult for sects below the third grade to give birth to a Sea of ​​Gods.

There are countless sects in Jiuzhou. The sect grade is evaluated every three years. Every few decades, there will be a fourth-grade promotion to the third grade. Whenever this happens, it means that a Sea of ​​Gods is born in the fourth-grade sect.

Yunlang Sect is the sect with the most hope of being promoted to the third grade in recent years, because a genius named Si Nan has emerged in the sect.

He is a magic cultivator, but he also cultivates formations, and his talent in formations is extremely high. A cultivator from Wanmo Ridge once compared him with Lu Ye, and they all agreed that he was the only one in this generation of cultivators who could compete with Lu Ye in formations.

This evaluation naturally fell into Si Nan's ears, and he disdained it.

The cultivators of Wanmo Ridge evaluated him like this, which put him in a weak position. What he wanted was not to compete, but to surpass.

He was not originally nearby, but came from a very far place.

As early as when the news of Lu Ye's spiritual land was leaked, he had already set off, but the journey was too far, and he has not arrived yet.

Now the timing is just right. Lu Ye is trapped in the mine tunnel and needs a powerful formation cultivator to break the formation he has set up. It can be said that he is carrying all the hopes of Wanmo Ridge.

This is also one of the reasons why many monks from Wanmo Ridge are willing to wait patiently here...

Hearing that Si Nan was on his way, Song Zhui was relieved and asked again: "Who was the first to discover this?"

Ning Zizai pointed his hand: "The few people over there, but they don't know much."

Song Zhui looked in the direction and saw that there were indeed a few monks with low cultivation over there. One of the leaders seemed to have suffered a minor injury. He nodded immediately and floated over there.

Senior Brother Qin was helpless. Since more and more monks from Wanmo Ridge rushed here, people kept coming to ask him about various details, such as how to find this mine tunnel, how to determine that Lu Yiye was hiding in it...

After dealing with one wave after another, it was endless.

It happened that his cultivation was not high, and he didn't dare to offend others, so he could only patiently tell the information he had.

At the same time, deep in the mine tunnel, Lu Ye was refining the formation flag while being alert to the movements of the monks from Wanmo Ridge outside.

He was wearing a blood-stained shirt... At first glance, he looked like he was seriously injured.

But this was just an appearance. Being seriously injured was just a means he used to confuse the monks of Wanmo Ridge. The blood on the blood-stained shirt was indeed his, but it was left after the battle with Huo Liaoyuan...

So far, the plan has been going smoothly.

He was seriously injured and unable to hide. He was accidentally discovered by a group of monks from Wanmo Ridge. He had no choice but to hide in this mine tunnel to recuperate. Someone else accidentally discovered the traces of the formation here, and then his whereabouts were confirmed. Many monks from Wanmo Ridge surrounded him. He was now desperate and could only wait to die...

"Lu Ye, there are so many people outside." Yiyi, who had returned from secretly gathering information, reported the situation to him, "and there are more and more."

"It would be better if there were more people." Lu Ye responded casually, and his hands kept refining the formation flags. If he wanted to implement his plan this time, enough formation flags were essential.

He asked again: "How many ninth-level realms are there?"

"Five have come. I saw the guy named Song Zhui."

"That's about it." Lu Ye nodded slightly.

Yiyi sat beside him and asked puzzledly: "Lu Ye, if you want to lure them in, why do you set up so many formations in the mine tunnel? Aren't you afraid of scaring them away?"

"How can I scare them away?" Lu Ye laughed. He was like a ball of honey with a charming fragrance. The monks of Wanmo Ridge were like insects and ants that came to the mine tunnel. Even if there were more formations in the mine tunnel, they would not be scared away. Wanmo Ridge would only find ways to rush in.

"I still think we should set up fewer formations. Look, they don't dare to come in now."

Lu Ye said: "I don't know how high my attainments in formation are, but they probably have an estimate. If I show too little strength, they will definitely be suspicious. This situation is just right now."

Seriously injured, relying on the advantage of the terrain, fighting to the last, this is the cognition that Lu Ye needs to instill in Wanmo Ridge. Only in this way can the doubts of some smart people be dispelled.

"Besides, I have already held back. Who knew they were so useless." Lu Ye complained in his heart. This is not self-praise. Lu Ye did hold back when setting up the formation. The main reason was that he was afraid that the power of the formation would explode too violently and collapse the mine tunnel.

Now, the many explosive formations he left in the mine tunnel, although the power they exploded was fierce, were not enough to collapse the mine tunnel. Of course, the surrounding rock walls must have become loose because of this... This is also part of the plan, which is convenient for closing the net at that time.

"I will continue to watch them." Yiyi said, and walked underground again, rushing out.

The convenience of the spirit body is beyond imagination, and Yiyi rarely appears in front of outsiders. The world only knows that Lu Ye carries a small snow-white beast with him, but few people know that besides Amber, there is also Yiyi.

Time passed, and about half a day later, Yiyi suddenly sent a message, saying that a very powerful formation cultivator seemed to have come from the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge. Song Zhui and several ninth-level practitioners were very enthusiastic about that formation cultivator. Now he has entered the mine tunnel and started to crack the formation left by Lu Ye.

It is not that there were no formation cultivators who tried to crack the formation laid out by Lu Ye before, but those formation cultivators were not very accomplished in the formation, so they could not crack it. Instead, there were some casualties. This resulted in no formation cultivators dared to act rashly anymore.

Now, a formation cultivator suddenly appeared, which made Song Zhui and others very enthusiastic. He obviously had an extraordinary origin, and Song Zhui and others had high hopes for him.

As expected, this formation cultivator's accomplishments in the formation path were far from comparable to those of the previous formation cultivators, and he easily cracked an explosion array.

When the news came, Lu Ye couldn't help but be surprised.

Although he had some reservations when setting up the formation, he did not expect that at this level of Yunhe Realm, there would be formation cultivators who could break his own formation.

He originally thought that the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge would eventually be forced to enter the mine tunnel by force.

As long as there are some eighth- and ninth-level monks walking in front and taking adequate protection, they can advance little by little, completely destroy their formation, and finally enter the mine.

But I didn’t expect that such a person would appear in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge...

Sure enough, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes.

But the impact is not big.

When the news came out that Si Nan had dismantled an explosive array in just a dozen breaths, the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who were waiting outside the mine tunnel all exclaimed and admired.

Song Zhui and several other ninth-level monks finally let go of their concerns.

Sure enough, there is no false scholar under the famous reputation. Although Si Nan was born in a fourth-grade sect, it was precisely because he was born in a fourth-grade sect that his reputation on the Yunhe battlefield was higher than that of many monks who were born in first- and second-grade sects. They were worried before Now that there is a successful precedent for whether Sinan's attainments in formation are sufficient, this worry is relieved.

"At this rate, we should be able to enter the mine in less than two days. Everyone, what do you think of Brother Sinan's previous proposal?" Song Zhui said, with several ninth-level people surrounding him. Among them were Ning Zizai and Wei Zhong.

When Si Nan came over, he chatted with them for a few words. Not only did he get to know each other, he also made a request.

He is responsible for deciphering the formation, but he wants to keep 40% of the reward for killing Lu Ye!

He didn't let Song Zhui and others give an immediate reply, because it was unrealistic to expect this before he showed his abilities.

Now that his abilities have been revealed, Song Zhui and others have to consider his previous proposal.

Ning Zizai said: "I don't have any objections. It's natural for him to put in the big effort and take the lion's share of the effort."

Although even without Sinan, Ten Thousand Demon Ridge can still attack by force, but there will inevitably be a lot of losses, and personnel scheduling is also a big problem. Who will be at the forefront? Even a ninth-level body cultivator like Wei Zhong would be injured if he rushed to the front.

The mine tunnel winds for miles, and who knows how many explosive formations Lu Yiye left behind.

"Where are you?"

Wei Zhong frowned: "Fourty percent is too much..."

Someone else nodded and said: "Forty percent is indeed a bit too much, but 20% is still acceptable."

Song Zhui then sighed and said, "You guys don't seem to understand the point... Si Nan wants 40%, which is indeed a bit much, but do you think it makes any difference to us whether he wants 40% or 20% if this comes to pass?"

"What does Brother Song mean?" Ning Zizi looked at him.

Song Zhui said: "There are almost 2,000 monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge gathered here. After killing Lu Yiye, except for the part that Si Nan took away, how will the rest be divided? Is it possible for us to divide it equally?" This is bound to arouse public outrage. At that time, all the monks involved in this matter will definitely share the remaining bounty together. In fact, the amount allocated to us is not much. Instead of doing this, if Si Nan wants 40%, we will give him 40%. So what if he succeeds? I still say the same thing, compared to the reward on Lu Yiye’s body, the life and death of this person is the most important thing!”

Outside Huitian Valley, Song Zhui once encouraged many monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge to share the rewards with everyone, just to eradicate Lu Ye's scourge. But at that time, he had other plans, and wanted to cooperate with Ying Wuji to capture Lu Ye.

Now that Ying Wuji is gone, there is no one to cooperate with him. There is no need to think too much about the bounty. In this case, we can only take a step back and kill Lu Ye first. As for the rest, it doesn't matter.