Lu Bei, Lu Dong, Lu Xi

"What a pity. Such a fine Nine-Lotus Platform, too. My fault—I came too late."

Among the ruined remains, the Nine-Lotus Platform was ash-gray and gloomy. Beside it lay a Buddha statue that had been toppled and damaged after a failed Salvage Excavation.

Lu Bei accepted the platform with tears in his eyes. He did not put it away. It really hurt him to see it like this.

This secret realm was good in every way. It was packed with opportunities and treasures, worthy of being called a high-level dungeon in the Far West Land. The only fly in the ointment was that the opportunities and treasures had passed their expiration dates. Picking them up was no different from not picking them up at all.

What a secret realm that was good at messing with people's mentality.

But since he had come, there was nothing else he could do but silently enjoy it.

Lu Bei felt that the secret realm had messed with his mentality. Zhunti, who was traveling with him, felt that Lu Bei had messed with his mentality. From the beginning until now, Zhunti had always led the way through the muddy waters. He had used up several Sweat and Grime Balls. Even if he had no merit, he had at least worked hard.

Yet the leader did not know how to share. He ate the meat and drank the soup alone, leaving not even a scrap behind. Whenever he ate, everyone else could only watch.

The way he ate left not a blade of grass wherever he passed. He cleaned up even more thoroughly than a dog licking a bone.

Zhunti made up his mind to slip away at the first opportunity. If he stayed beside Lu Bei, he would gain nothing.

As for the dangers in the