Chapter 691: The Game
"I want them all! Everything here belongs to me!"
A white-haired, somewhat crazed burly man suddenly burst into the cave, breaking the awkward silence between the two women.
Instead, he plunged them all into a new, three-way awkward situation.
Because the burly man, who had entered with joyous anticipation, hoping to make a fortune, scanned his surroundings only to find the place utterly empty, save for a single door that was burning hot to the touch.
"Was it you two who took all the treasures?!" The burly man, a full three heads taller than the two women, cast a towering shadow over them, demanding fiercely.
"At least a Third Tier, possibly even late Third Tier!" Qing Zixin, her brow furrowed, analyzed the situation, enduring the disgusting scent of the burly man, who clearly hadn't bathed in half a month.
According to the grading system promoted by the Divine Court, she was only a mid-Second Tier cultivator, level twenty-five. Even with her enchanted robe, her combat power barely scraped the edge of level twenty-nine.
As for Hu'er, whom she had been pursuing, aside from her exceptional agility and incredible speed, her frontal combat ability was utterly pathetic, so weak that she wouldn't even rank as a Second Tier in combat assessments.
Trapped in this dilapidated cave with nowhere to escape, if the white-haired burly man truly harbored ill intent, both of them together wouldn't last ten moves.
Coupled with her pathetic, innocent eyes, anyone looking at her couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.
"My Lord..." Hu'er continued to play cute. Based on her years of experience dealing with various men, she believed her chances of charming her way out of this situation with her looks were quite high.
"Noisy!"
"Bang!" The adorable little fox demon was directly slapped into the cave wall by a hand the size of a casserole pot.
"..."
"This old man likes muscles, understand? Muscle-bound hulks! Not scrawny little brats like you! Muscle is beauty! And you, a little brat like you, trying to flirt? Go put on fifty catties of muscle first."
"..." The little fox demon spat even more blood upon hearing this.
She had never imagined she would encounter someone with such bizarre aesthetics.
"My Lord, we truly haven't hidden anything. If we had, we would have left immediately. How could we still be here in this cave?"
"Hmm, there's some truth to that."
"However..."
Qing Zixin had just let out half a breath of relief when the white-haired burly man lunged forward. She felt utterly helpless, like a mortal child facing a striped tiger barehanded, incapable of any resistance.
The burly man tore open her enchanted robe. The several defensive arrays on it collectively resisted for five seconds before being utterly shattered by a wave of pure brute force.
"No way... a live show?" Hu'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, watching as the white-haired burly man stripped Qing Zixin's clothes, seemingly preparing to enact some "delightful" scene.
Alas, neither the little fox, who was secretly relishing the downfall of the vixen who had chased her for a thousand miles, nor Qing Zixin, who had closed her eyes, resigned to her fate, had guessed the deranged burly man's true intention.
"This robe is nice. It's mine now."
The burly man had simply taken a fancy to her enchanted robe.
Qing Zixin, slumped on the ground, was dumbfounded, and Hu'er, ready to enjoy the show, was equally stunned.
"Little matchsticks with thighs thinner than my forearm, who'd be interested in those? Why are all you ugly wretches without a few pounds of muscle so narcissistic?" He blew some dust off the robe, and without a care for someone else's body heat, put it on himself directly.
If they weren't too weak to fight, they would have really wanted to slap that muscle-headed idiot a few times after hearing his words.
"Never..."
"Has anyone..."
"Dared to say..."
"That we..."
"Are ugly..."
At that moment, the flame of shared indignation ignited within them.
...
"Nobody move! Divine Court is handling affairs, idlers step aside!"
Just as the two girls were gritting their teeth, a large group of people rushed into the cave. Leading them were two youths in silver robes, a boy and a girl.
After discovering this peculiar ice mountain, they had also been teleported here.
"This door... could it lead to another plane?"
As members of the Divine Court, their understanding of the world far surpassed that of ordinary natives. They knew that the Manghuang Realm was merely a corner in the ocean of worlds, and the Divine Court was a super-organization that transcended many worlds, reigning supreme over them.
"The other side is likely a world of fire..."
With a new world potentially involved, the two foreign affairs guards clearly understood that this was no longer something they could handle. All they needed to do now was report to the Divine Court, and higher-ups would naturally take over. The rewards due to them would not be diminished in the slightest.
After all, compared to an entire world, the reward given to the discoverers was less than a drop in the ocean.
...
"That's enough people." A voice, not loud but clearly audible to everyone present, suddenly emerged from the cave.
The voice overlapped, sounding not like a single person speaking, but rather a chorus.
"Who?!"
The numerous martial artists instinctively drew their weapons, taking defensive stances. The atmosphere instantly grew tense to the extreme.
Compared to the many martial artists who merely stood ready to defend, the most intense emotional reaction came from the silver-robed girl's old servant. Yet, he maintained a calm exterior.
"Young Miss, I will do my best to cover your escape. Run as far as you can!"
"Uncle An, what do you mean?" The silver-robed girl was puzzled by her old servant's reaction; he looked as if he was preparing to sacrifice himself.
He was the one who had said earlier that the Secret Realm's owner bore no great ill will towards intruders, that it was merely a place of inheritance.
"My senses are never wrong. The person who just spoke possesses an aura of terrifyingly extreme demonic evil! That smell, I would recognize it even if it turned to ash."
As someone who had spent the first half of his life battling demons in life-or-death struggles, his perception of evil had become ingrained in his instincts. The demonic aura from that voice was simply the greatest he had ever encountered from any demon.
No, more accurately, it was the sum of all the demonic evil he had ever witnessed!
"But don't demons only kill all humans they see, never communicating with them?"
"I don't know, but that was definitely the smell of a demon!" the old servant declared unequivocally.
...
"Twenty minutes later, the Reincarnation Game begins." The voice left only this one sentence before vanishing without a trace.
At this point, everyone saw a sand timer appear in front of the gate, which hung suspended above the altar, radiating immense heat.
No one knew what the Reincarnation Game was, but they all felt that when all the sand had fallen through the hourglass, that door to the unknown would fully open.
PS: A little shout-out for "Survival Chat Game." It's a light novel style, and the synopsis is quite interesting.
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