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As for fishing in troubled waters, that depended on whether you had what it took.

The cannon fodder in ordinary Secret Realms were usually low-level disciples. But in a Secret Realm this powerful, even figures at the Cult Master level couldn't escape the fate of becoming cannon fodder.

Though they'd been forcibly conscripted, they had their reasons for going. Most of them knew they'd be cannon fodder, yet still wanted to fight for a way out for themselves.

It didn't seem contradictory.

It was all about benefits. Without something to gain, who would risk their life for you?

"Fine, I agree," Yun Shu said. "But I'll still go as a Core Disciple. I'll step in if the situation calls for it."

The Black Stone Cult Master was naturally overjoyed. "With Mister's help, we won't have to suffer the fate of becoming cannon fodder."

"Not necessarily. In a Secret Realm of that level, even a Ninth Realm powerhouse might not make it back alive." Yun Shu wasn't as optimistic as he was.

These people were heading for Buddha Prison. He didn't know what was there that could draw the attention of figures of that caliber.

But one thing was certain: those figures must know something.

After all, they were Super Big Shots who left nothing to chance, perhaps the beings in all the world closest to becoming immortals.

They were also powerhouses respected throughout the Ten Mortal Provinces.

Even a simple hint from someone like that was enough to set everyone speculating.

Yun Shu had no interest in speculating. Just a few words from the Patriarch were enough for him to sense how powerful Buddha Prison was.

He had no need to wade into those troubled waters. Of course, he was more than happy to fish in them.

He wasn't some