Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Sinister Than Me?
Chapter 318

Molten Flame Salamander

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When Jie Se heard this, he was somewhat dismissive.

"With the three of us traveling together, we can at least protect ourselves within this secret realm, if not invincible. Jie Hui, you're just too cautious."

Jie Hui said, "Too cautious? That Beast Taming Sect cultivator was only at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, yet he escaped right under our noses. Seven Foundation Establishment Late Stage Bandit Cultivator and three of us at the Foundation Establishment Peak Stage couldn't stop him. His mind and methods are not to be underestimated. Don't look down on him."

After giving a lecture, Jie Hui continued.

"Let's go, let's hurry up and set off. The Fire Qilin Wood and the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid are in the same direction, so if we get the Fire Qilin Wood, we can go get the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid right away."

The three figures quickly disappeared into the wide passageway.

A moment later, Song Wen appeared.

He had previously hidden four Sacred Beetle Gu in a crevice at the top of the passage, and through these Sacred Beetle Gu, he overheard the conversation between the three.

The three monks' goal was the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid and the Fire Qilin Wood.

Coincidentally, Song Wen also wanted to obtain the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid.

So he quietly followed them.

Two hidden treasures within the Azure Tide Secret Realm.

The Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid and the Yin-Yang Blood-Weeping Branch.

The Yin-Yang Blood-Weeping Branch grows on the banks of underground rivers, and its location is not fixed.

The underground rivers are well-developed and crisscrossed, like a giant net covering the vast underground world. Cultivators need to venture deep into it and search slowly.

The location of the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid is fixed.

Each time the secret realm opens, twelve portions of ten- Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid Hall Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid Hall.

Following the three people for several hundred meters, the passage began to fork.

As you go deeper, the passages gradually narrow and become smaller, with more and more branching paths, becoming increasingly dense, just like a large underground maze.

Furthermore, due to limited Divine Sense, even with a map for guidance, one might still choose the wrong path if not careful.

Song Wen possessed a map of the secret realm obtained from the Beast Taming Sect's Scripture Pavilion, but the accuracy of the map remained to be verified.

Anyone can access the books in the library, but truly valuable items cannot be freely browsed.

With the Sacred Beetle Gu monitoring the movements of the three monks, Song Wen wasn't afraid and followed them.

As Song Wen ventured deeper into the passage, he noticed something amiss.

The surrounding air began to feel hot and dry.

We walked for another fifteen minutes through the intricate passages.

Since most of the passages he had taken were sloping downwards, Song Wen estimated that he had gone more than a hundred miles underground.

Song Wen walked around a bend in the road.

The once pitch-black underground passage was suddenly illuminated by a flash of red light.

At the same time, a wave of heat hit us.

"This is underground magma!"

Song Wen thought to himself.

Song Wen was not surprised that underground magma existed beneath the Azure Tide Secret Realm.

He mentioned this in the information he received from the Beast Taming Sect.

Song Wen stopped where he was, allowing the Sacred Beetle Gu that was scouting ahead to continue deeper.

Soon, a huge lava cave appeared before the Sacred Beetle Gu.

The cave is over ten miles long and wide, and inside, magma flows slowly, occasionally emitting a low rumbling sound.

The lava was a vibrant red, like flowing molten iron.

The cave was surrounded by scorching, smooth stone walls that emitted a faint red glow.

These ordinary rocks, after being baked by magma for countless years, seem to have become extraordinary.

Inside the cave, there are many stone platforms standing in the lava.

On a stone platform in the center of the cave, a clump of small trees grows.

There are more than twenty saplings in total, varying in height, with the tallest being about half a meter tall and the shortest about a foot tall.

However, there were only two small trees that were half a meter tall.

The sapling is dark red, and its trunk and leaves are as translucent as jade.

On the tree trunk, patterns resembling fish scales are densely stacked together.

There are three groups of people in the lava cave.

One of them was a lone traveler, who, judging from his attire, appeared to be from the Lei Clan and possessed Foundation Establishment Peak Stage level.

On the other side, there were three people: Feng Qi, Leng Tianlu, and the masked man.

The last group consisted of Jie Hui and his two companions who had just arrived.

Upon seeing Jie Hui and the other two arrive, Feng Qi and the Lei Clan cultivators' expressions turned extremely gloomy.

Feng Qi and the Lei Clan cultivators had already fought a battle, and the outcome was still undecided, when Jie Hui and his two companions arrived, forcing the two to stop fighting.

The Lei Clan cultivator glanced at the three monks, then turned to look at Feng Qi, and suddenly grinned.

"Feng Qi, I just suggested that we split the two mature Fire-Scale Wood equally, but you disagreed. Now, three more eminent monks from Primordial Unity Temple have arrived, and there aren't enough Fire-Scale Wood to go around."

Feng Qi's expression was very unpleasant.

Just now, there was only one outsider, a cultivator from the Lei Clan, and his opponent was only one person; while Feng Qi's side had three people, giving Feng Qi a huge advantage.

At this moment, Jie Hui and the other two arrived, all three of them Foundation Establishment Peak Stage cultivation.

The three from Primordial Unity Temple had become the side with the greatest advantage.

He bowed to Jie Hui and the other two, and said...

"Three venerable monks, how about we divide these two mature Fire-Scale Wood equally?"

Having relinquished his 'Arhat True Body' and returned to his normal height, Jie Wu took a step forward, his face full of arrogance.

"You scum from the Beast Taming Sect, get out of here! There's no place for you in the Fire-Scale Wood."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qi's face darkened considerably, his eyes fixed on Jie Wu, without replying.

Suddenly, a large amount of lightning erupted from the Lei Clan cultivator standing nearby. In a flash, he disappeared from his spot and rushed towards the center of the lava cave.

"Trying to fish in troubled waters? Not so easy."

Jie Wu roared.

He raised his hand and released a burst of spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy was easily dodged by the Lei Clan cultivator who used the <Thunder Escape Technique>.

The spiritual energy landed in the Lava a hundred meters in front of the Lei Clan cultivators.

"Thump!"

A muffled thud followed.

Lava erupted everywhere, blocking the path of the Lei Clan cultivators.

He stopped his escape and landed on a stone platform less than half a meter high.

The spiritual energy that fell into the magma seemed to have disturbed the peace of the place.

The lava began to ripple, as if some kind of creature was swimming within it.

Suddenly.

A fish-shaped Demon Beast, over three feet long, burst through the magma and leaped into the air.

The fish-beast was fiery red all over, with scales stacked in an orderly fashion like layers of armor, resembling an indestructible suit of armor.

The fish-beast opened its mouth, revealing fine, sharp teeth.

It flapped its tail incessantly and charged rapidly toward the Lei Clan cultivators.

The Lei Clan cultivator slightly turned his body to avoid the fish-beast's charge.

The fish-beast traced an arc in the air, but returned empty-handed, falling back into the lava.

Splashes of lava erupted.

The appearance of this fish-like creature seemed to have stirred up a school of fish beneath the magma.

Hundreds and thousands of fish-like beasts burst forth from beneath the magma, rushing towards the Lei Clan cultivators and bringing with them large amounts of magma.

The Lei Clan cultivator's expression hardened, and he raised his hand to unleash two Palm Thunder towards the nearest fish-beast.

At the same time, a large amount of lightning surged from his body, and his figure transformed into a human-shaped lightning bolt, rushing to another stone platform a hundred meters away.

As the two Palm Thunder approached the fish-beast, they suddenly exploded, transforming into a large net of lightning that enveloped the fish-beast.

Lightning bolts flashed and leaped among the numerous fish and beasts, striking at least dozens of them.

Black smoke billowed from these fish-beasts, and their fiery red scales turned charred black, yet they were not killed, nor were they seriously injured.

It was simply knocked down and fell back into the lava.

The wounded fish-beast did not retreat; instead, it lingered on the surface of the lava, seemingly looking for the right moment to launch an attack.

The Lei Clan cultivator stood on a small stone platform, watching the fish and beasts swimming around the stone pillar in the lava below, a smile playing on his lips.

"Tsk tsk tsk, does the master find collecting Fire-Scale Wood too easy? He deliberately alerted the Molten Flame Salamander."

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