"Ha ha ha, this guy's done for. He's poked a hornet's nest!"
Tang Zheng carried his broadsword over his shoulder, pointing at the dozen or so black-clad figures on the horizon as he burst into laughter.
No one had expected that from Gu Qing'san's appearance to his interception, only the time of one impulsive thrust had passed.
That thrust had truly exceeded everyone's expectations.
After all, nine days had passed. Everyone had grown accustomed to the existence of the trial officials and understood why these people had appeared.
But Gu Qing'san...
Bravery was not meant to be used like this.
At most, this could only be called courage without strategy!
"He can't stir up any waves now. Once the trial officials take him away, we can directly begin the next wave of action." Someone among the trial participants smiled so broadly that flowers seemed to bloom on his face.
"Mm-hm." The person beside him responded.
"The Space Source Stone—now no one can protect it!"
"Mm-hm." It was still a perfunctory response.
"That little Sword Sect girl... Mm? What's wrong with you?" Mid-sentence, one trial participant noticed something odd about the person beside him.
At some unknown point, a number of unfamiliar faces had gathered nearby.
These newcomers did not seem to belong to the same group, yet they were strangely coordinated as they secretly made small moves—scattering something onto the ground.
"What are you doing?" asked one of the trial participants who had originally been here.
"Planting seeds. Don't you think the vegetation here is a little sparse? There are too many people. If there were more greenery, it wouldn't feel so stuffy here." He said it as though it were only natural.
"What greenery does a mountain need?" The trial participant was immediately dumbfounded. "Besides, if you scatter seeds