Round Moon Demonic Palace

Chu Qing said nothing and quietly stood at the very back of the group.

At this moment:

Big Brother Leader shouted, "Everyone, there's no need for us to slaughter one another!"

"Kill the desert people first, seize the secret inheritance, find a scholar, and copy dozens of versions; then everyone will get a share."

He shouted it again and again.

At first:

No one paid much attention.

But soon, more and more people climbed to the mountaintop; some realized that Big Brother Leader had a point.

"Kill the desert people first, then worry about the secret inheritance!"

With a rustle!

The fighting crowd scattered.

Then, they encircled them once more.

On the mountaintop:

Four burly men were surrounded on all sides.

All four wielded matching pairs of curved sabers.

The curved sabers were razor-sharp. Under the moonlight, they gleamed brightly, reflecting the light.

Chu Qing frowned.

He discovered that these four burly men did not look like desert people at all.

He had been to the desert.

The local martial artists of the desert had rough skin, and their bearing differed from that of martial artists elsewhere.

These four burly men had delicate skin.

Nor did they possess the air of desert winds and sandstorms sweeping away all things.

"They aren't desert people!"

"But they claim to have come from the desert?"

"Interesting!"

Chu Qing sneered.

This arrangement was meant to scheme against him.

Yet even though he knew it was a scheme, he had no choice but to jump into it.

Because:

He wanted the secret inheritance of the five viscera and six bowels.

He began wiping down the Overbearing Spear.

After all:

Everyone wanted the secret inheritance.

He did not believe Big Brother Leader's words about finding someone to copy it so that everyone could have a share.