Nangong Wan's Decision

"How did you know about me?"

Before Fang Yu had even finished speaking, Nangong Wan's lovely face abruptly changed color. She coldly demanded without the slightest courtesy.

"Aren't you afraid that afterward, I'll extract your soul and refine your spirit? You actually dared expose my identity and toy with me?"

With her identity exposed, Nangong Wan naturally had no need to keep up appearances or remain polite. She put on the bearing of a Core Formation cultivator, but no matter how Fang Yu looked at it, she seemed fierce on the outside but weak within.

"If this junior dies, then my master and the sect leader will immediately know that Uncle is the true culprit. Besides, this junior exposed Uncle's identity mainly for Uncle's own sake. I absolutely bear no ill intent. Otherwise, why would this junior meddle in someone else's affairs? Isn't that right, Uncle?"

Seeing this, Fang Yu smiled faintly, completely fearless as he calmly explained.

"For my sake? What do you mean? If that's truly the case, I can consider giving you some benefits."

Hearing this, Nangong Wan lightly furrowed her delicate brows, a trace of unease rising in her heart. After thinking for a moment, she made her promise.

"Then this junior thanks Uncle in advance. This junior exposed Uncle's identity mainly because I hope Uncle will not enter the forbidden land. It has nothing to do with the wager between Uncle Li and Senior Qiong of your sect. That matter has nothing to do with this junior, nor will I ask about it."

Fang Yu continued explaining.

"Oh! Then what is your reason? Could it be that the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land contains some dangerous trap aimed at me?"

After hearing Fang Yu's words, Nangong Wan's brows knitted even tighter, and the unease in her heart deepened. She immediately pressed him further.

"Uncle Nangong truly has sharp eyes. This junior admires you. As for the specific reason, it is inconvenient to say more at present. In short, if Uncle trusts this junior, then do not enter the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land. If Uncle does not trust this junior, this junior will say no more. This nephew has said all that needs to be said. Uncle may decide for yourself."

At this, Fang Yu's smile became even more brilliant as he respectfully answered.

Saying this much was enough. Any more would only arouse suspicion.

Compared to the golden box in the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land, Fang Yu believed Nangong Wan would care more about her own life.

After all, she was only at the Qi Refinement stage right now. Relying on her natal magic treasure and the talismans on her person, she could at most contend against an early Foundation Establishment cultivator. She might not even be able to defeat the mid-Foundation Establishment Black Flood Dragon, so it was almost impossible for her to take such a risk.

"If there is nothing else, this nephew will take his leave first."

Fang Yu did not linger at Nangong Wan's side. Instead, he returned to where Yellow Maple Valley was gathered.

At this moment, Li Huayuan and the others were battling the restriction outside the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land.

Li Huayuan's magic treasure was a ruler-shaped object. It emitted silver light and shot forward. The Clear Void Sect Daoist patted the back of his head, opened his mouth, and spat out a streak of green light about an inch long. It grew in the wind, transforming into a flying sword several feet long.

The other five also each sent out an exceptionally dazzling item from their bodies: a pink silk ribbon, a dragon-shaped cane, a pitch-black greatsword, a long saber glowing red, and a great seal flashing with yellow light.

Seven people and seven treasures shone against one another, forming a ring as they charged directly at the Wind-Blade Formation.

Fang Yu watched the seven people's magic treasures with great interest.

Although he had never seen spirit artifacts from The Great Primordial World, he guessed they were probably similar to the magic treasures before him.

As for treasure artifacts, they should be equivalent to Heaven-Piercing spirit treasures, while Dao artifacts were likely Mystic Heaven treasures or immortal artifacts.

But that was only his guess. He would have to see them for himself to know the specifics.

At this time, under the orders of the Foundation Establishment managers, the disciples of every sect stood behind the seven people in seven rows, ready to enter the forbidden land at any moment.

Meanwhile, Nangong Wan remained where she had been, pondering whether Fang Yu's words were true or false.

With a thunderous boom, the seven magic treasures clashed head-on with the wind blades. Multicolored light scattered in every direction, accompanied from time to time by strange, howling shrieks that left the disciples watching nearby extremely tense.

Li Huayuan's ruler spun ceaselessly, its silver light swelling and shrinking as though it possessed intelligence, smashing countless wind blades to pieces.

The green flying sword transformed into a flood dragon over a hundred feet long. Every slash it made came with a strange cry that shook the soul.

A trace of envy flashed through Fang Yu's eyes, but he also knew that only Core Formation cultivators could use magic treasures. It was unlike The Great Primordial World, where even those in the Fleshly Body Realm could wield Dao artifacts and even immortal artifacts.

The magic treasures of the Core Formation cultivators from the other sects also displayed their own extraordinary abilities.

In particular, the yellow great seal belonging to the Heavenly Gate Fortress expert possessed the most overwhelming momentum. Every time it smashed down, it swelled to the size of a small mountain and erupted with the roar of wind and thunder. Yet when it flew back, it shrank to its original form. Still, it seemed somewhat clumsy and slow in flight.

Although the seven magic treasures possessed astonishing power, they still struggled greatly against the greatly weakened Wind-Blade Formation. Every advance through a wall of wind took quite some time, and before long, sweat could faintly be seen on the foreheads of all seven people.

After a full three or four hours, the seven were drenched in sweat, but the magic treasures they controlled finally gained the upper hand. They forcibly blasted out a circular passage over ten feet high in the wall of wind. The passage was pitch-black within, and nothing could be seen.

At the sight, Fang Yu immediately turned his gaze toward Nangong Wan at the Moon-Covering Sect's position.

She also noticed his gaze. With a soft snort, she turned her head away and stopped looking at him.

"Get in quickly! We can't hold this much longer!" At that moment, the Clear Void Sect Daoist was the first to shout, breaking the moment. Among the seven, his spiritual power was the weakest, and he was sweating the most.

Before his words had even faded, the disciples of the seven sects did not dare delay. They all intermingled and flew into the passage in batch after batch.

At this time, everyone was silent, their expressions grim.

Everyone knew that once they entered the forbidden land, they would immediately become mortal enemies. Even fellow disciples from the same sect would become untrustworthy.

Yet hesitation appeared on Nangong Wan's jade-like face. Her beautiful eyes stared at the opened passage, but in the end, she shot Fang Yu a vicious glare and turned away, no longer looking at the opened black hole.

She did not even know how she would explain herself to her master after returning. But compared with the golden box in the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land, she felt her own life was more important.

Even though she knew Fang Yu might be deceiving her, what if it was true? She might really be left in the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land forever.

She had formed her golden core in less than a hundred years and was the first such genius the Moon-Covering Sect had seen in a thousand years. In the future, she had a good chance of forming a Nascent Soul. She did not want to die for no reason in the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land.

No matter how precious the treasures in the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land were, they were not more important than her life.

After all the disciples of the seven sects had entered, the passage naturally disappeared as well.

Even if Nangong Wan wanted to regret it now, it was too late.

At this moment, Rainbow Robed Fairy immediately came to Nangong Wan's side and secretly transmitted her voice.

"Senior Sister, what happened? What did that boy from Yellow Maple Valley say to you? Why didn't you go in?"