Starting As A Clan Leader: My Rules Are A Bit Wild

Chapter 71: Nothing Left but Ashes

"Hiss!"

The few people took a cold breath and felt a sense of terror.

"Is there really a test in this great tomb?!"

"But this is too astonishing. The plague of spirit locusts! When the spirit locusts pass through, not a single blade of grass will grow. If there are enough of them, even cultivators of the Fifth Realm, or even the Sixth Layer of the Fifth Realm, will be devoured completely, without a trace left!"

"It is indeed astonishing. Judging from their movement direction, the spirit locusts should be heading this way. We should avoid this direction."

"Right!"

"We are just here to make up the numbers. If we are lucky, we might gain some benefits. But the top treasures will definitely be in the possession of those geniuses. Therefore, our priority should be to save our lives. We must not knowingly walk into danger."

"Let's go!"

The cultivators who had gathered together were all startled and changed their direction to move away.

As time passed, they encountered more and more people, especially acquaintances. The news spread further and more people became aware of it, resulting in a significant decrease in the number of cultivators coming to this area.

Lin Fan never expected that he had only dug three feet underground because the Embracing Moon Sect was too poor, but it actually reduced a lot of trouble for him.

"Phew, I'm tired."

Lin Fan straightened his back and put a medicinal plant he had dug into his storage bag, wiping the nonexistent sweat from his forehead.

Although he was tired, there was a smile on his face.

Looking back, a large area had been "cleared".

"Don't say it, just don't say it."

"It's quite spectacular."

This guy grinned.

Then he took out a Ninth Grade Profound Essence Pill and threw it into his mouth like a candy, feeling his energy quickly recovering, and resumed his busy work.

If this scene was seen by other cultivators of the Third Realm, especially those with a higher background, they would definitely be envious.

We might not even be able to eat a Ninth Grade Profound Essence Pill throughout the entire Third Realm, but you can just eat it like candy to replenish the consumed Essence Qi?

Damn it!

...

"Spirit locust plague?"

Divine Child Yuemo of the Feather Clan stood on top of a mountain, behind him, a huge monument shining brightly. It was engraved with some kind of secret technique, which was very astonishing. But at this moment, it had fallen into his hands and he was refining it.

Because the situation here was too astonishing, anyone passing by from afar could see it, attracting many members of the Feather Clan and Monster Race to gather.

They surrounded Yuemo and informed him of what they had seen along the way. There were even Feather Clan women who came forward to offer treasures and then leaned against him with graceful postures and charming breaths.

But Yuemo didn't even look at them, but was interested in one piece of news.

"Do you know the number of spirit locusts?"

All things in the world are both mutually beneficial and mutually restraining.

If there were enough spirit locusts, they could almost annihilate everything, and Yuemo would have to avoid their sharpness.

But if the number was moderate, it would be a good supplement for the Feather Clan's Monster Cultivators!

Birds eat insects, it's only natural.

The spirituality of the spirit insects, when accumulated, would be very beneficial to the Feather Clan.

"I... don't know, but from a distance, I can see that there is a great commotion. According to my guess, even cultivators of the Fifth Realm will have to temporarily avoid them."

"Oh?"

Yuemo frowned slightly, "If that's the case, it's a bit troublesome. Let's not worry about it for now."

"You all disperse and search for treasures and opportunities in this great tomb. After we leave, rewards will be given based on merits!"

"Yes!"

The Monster Cultivators dispersed.

...

"This place... is too dangerous. Although the chances of winning are ninety-eight percent, we must not ignore this small two percent. I have to hide myself and avoid any conflicts with others."

"Even if there are treasures in front of me, I must think twice before acting."

"I must not act rashly."

Fan Jianqiang concealed himself all the way as he moved through the great tomb, and very few people could detect him.

Even more surprisingly, there were a few other figures around him who were hiding and moving slowly, just like him.

...

"Teacher, the resources in this great tomb are really abundant. I have already found more than ten Spirit Medicines of high quality shortly after entering."

Xiao Ling'er was in a very good mood.

"This is only natural."

The voice of Liang Danxia echoed in his mind: "Daoist Swallowfire was tormented for a long time before he died. Although those years were extremely painful, he had enough time to find such a feng shui treasure and seal it."

"The spiritual energy here is abundant, and the environment is excellent. In addition, the essence of this large tomb is to select successors, so he brought in a lot of good things, almost exhausting his wealth."

"After so many years, Spirit Medicine is naturally everywhere."

"However, you must not be influenced by these external things. Remember our goal!"

"Spirit Medicine is just something we pick up along the way. We don't need to care about other valuable things like techniques and secret arts. With me here, you won't lack these."

"But the Unextinguished Swallowing Flame is of utmost importance!"

"Yes, teacher."

Xiao Ling'er put away her smile.

Indeed, although these Spirit Medicine are not of low value, compared to the Strange Fire, they are nothing special.

"You have the Strange Fire with you, so you should be able to sense the general location of the Unextinguished Swallowing Flame, right?"

"I do have a strange feeling, in..."

"That direction."

Xiao Ling'er looked to the right, squinting her eyes.

"I will go there immediately!"

...

Treasures were continuously produced.

There were various types of Law Weapons, Spirit Weapons, and Treasure Weapons.

There were also inheritances such as techniques and secret arts.

There were also many pills, talismans, and other items.

As for Spirit Medicine, there were plenty, but most of them were of average value, with only a few being astonishingly valuable.

Whenever something of astonishing value was discovered by more than one person, it would trigger a big battle and fierce competition.

Once the fight started, if one side couldn't quickly defeat the other and seize the opportunity to escape, it would soon attract nearby cultivators. Then, a chaotic battle would ensue.

Xiao Ling'er was cautious all the way, never fighting with anyone or revealing herself, heading straight for where the Strange Fire was.

Lin Fan randomly chose a direction, which happened to be the same as Xiao Ling'er's.

Fan Jianqiang was extremely cautious, constantly evading and being extremely careful. With the remnants of the Great Heaven and Earth Art by his side, he could always choose the best route...

But...

The best route didn't guarantee smooth sailing.

Someone discovered him.

"Second Condensing Essence Realm, First Layer???"

"He dares to come in without being swallowed by monsters?"

This level of cultivation was naturally not worth paying attention to, but based on the principle of rather killing the wrong person than letting them go... What if this ant had good luck and made some gains?

Left and right, they were just ants at the First Layer of the Second Realm. They could be killed with a flick of the hand. Killing them without any gains wouldn't be a loss, but if there were gains, it would be a big profit.

Sla!

He made a move, casually unleashing a chain of Essence Qi that struck down. Fan Jianqiang felt something and looked up, instantly shocked. Then...

Boom!

Fan Jianqiang was instantly engulfed, and when the chain dissipated, everything disappeared.

Not even a trace was left.

The cultivator was stunned.

"Gone?!"

"So weak?"

"Could it be that after I advanced to the Fourth Realm, my strength has increased too much, and I forgot how weak cultivators at the Second Realm are?"

"Unlucky!"

He cursed his bad luck and was about to fly away when suddenly he felt a great disaster approaching and became uneasy.

"Something's not right!"

Boom!

An indescribable attack suddenly swept in from all directions, instantly devouring him.

He struggled, using various means, his defensive Spirit Weapon shining brightly, but it only lasted less than three seconds.

In the first second, the defensive Spirit Weapon shattered.

In the second second, all protective measures were blasted through.

In the third second...

He was devoured by unknown energy, pierced through the brow by a terrifying poison needle, his Mud Pill Palace penetrated, cursed, frozen by secret arts, bombarded by talismans, trapped by formations...

In an instant, at least dozens of attacks devoured him, and he didn't even have time to let out a single scream.

(End of this chapter)