"Damn it!"
The Ninth Prince looked at the Thirteenth Prince's White Tiger and cursed furiously.
The Thirteenth Prince said, "Ninth Brother, surely you aren't thinking of attacking my mount?"
"Father said long ago that even inside the Secret Realm, brothers aren't allowed to rob one another!"
"Whoever gets the mystic yellow-and-black-and-white lotus root gets to keep it!"
"If you dare attack my mount, you'll be in for it once we get out!"
The Thirteenth Prince raced ahead smugly.
He was about to get his hands on the Black-and-White Lotus Root.
But just then, the Ninth Prince finally revealed his true trump card.
He took out a talisman.
He Pingsheng had seen this talisman before. It was a third-grade [Swift-Movement Talisman]. He had robbed the Ninth Prince of three of them earlier, but the prince had far more than three on him.
Slap...
He slapped the talisman onto the Earth Dragon Ostrich.
A twofold boost.
The Earth Dragon Ostrich was already three times as fast as an ordinary person. With the talisman added, its speed instantly rose to six times that.
The Ninth Prince practically became a gust of wind as he shot forward.
"Damn it... damn it..."
The Thirteenth Prince unleashed a torrent of curses.
But there was nothing he could do. His mount was only an ordinary White Tiger, not a demon beast. Even if he had a Swift-Movement Talisman now, he couldn't use it to speed up an ordinary White Tiger.
Seeing the Ninth Prince overtake the Thirteenth Prince, the cultivators keeping He Pingsheng occupied stopped fighting him and left.
He Pingsheng's speed soared again.
Boom...
At the same time, He Pingsheng spread out his divine sense.
During the time spent fighting, quite a few people behind him had caught up.
He Pingsheng dared not slacken and continued