Su Mo and Fu Yuanqing waited in the canyon for two hours. After that, three more groups arrived.
Without exception, all of them were suppressed by Su Mo and forced to hand over their Dao Swords.
Of course, Su Mo bore them no grudge and did not take their lives.
After those three groups, hardly anyone came this way anymore.
"Eleven Dao Swords!"
Su Mo sat cross-legged in the canyon and murmured to himself. So far, he had obtained eleven Dao Swords, which was enough to qualify.
Of course, it was said that the more Dao Swords one obtained, the richer the reward. Naturally, he wanted even more.
"Fu Yuanqing, how large is this place? Why has no one come here?" Su Mo turned to Fu Yuanqing and asked gravely.
"This place is enormous, spanning ten million li in every direction!"
Fu Yuanqing wore a solemn expression as he continued, "I reckon many people share the same mindset as us, waiting by the tree stump for rabbits. That is why no one is coming here. As for those who still possess Dao Swords, they must be experts. The weak could not possibly obtain Dao Swords!"
"Where do you think there are people? Take me there!" Su Mo rose to his feet.
"Alright!"
Fu Yuanqing nodded repeatedly. Then, he led Su Mo out of the canyon and flew toward other areas.
The two of them then moved from place to place, searching for others.
With Su Mo's strength, it was practically a sweep. Whenever they encountered anyone else, he would forcibly suppress them.
Anyone even slightly formidable generally carried Dao Swords, and often several of them. As for the weaker ones, they had no Dao Swords at all.
After sweeping through the area for more than a dozen hours, the number