"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Xuan... what? Has your Bone-Clinging Lock... stopped working?" The last cultivator, who had remained silent all along, mocked in a hoarse voice.
"Strange. The robe this kid is wearing is rather strange!" Fellow Daoist Xuan said, somewhat embarrassed.
"Hahaha, strange is good!" Gan Qinggu shrieked. "The stranger it is, the more it proves there are good things inside that ring!"
At those words, excitement appeared on the others' faces. A storage ring—they had only heard of such things, and this was their first time seeing one. In truth, they all knew there was something suspicious about Zhang Xiaohua emerging from Demon Subduing Valley. Everyone could write the four words "blinded by greed," yet none cared about the outcome of "men die for wealth, birds die for food," because... they had pinned their hopes on the two words "good fortune."
"How about this? Since this kid refuses to cooperate, let's kill him first. As for the ring... let Fellow Daoist Qi hold it. His cultivation is slightly inferior to ours... if he holds it, we can all rest assured!" Fellow Daoist Xuan said after some thought.
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua's heart skipped a beat. This is bad. His hands and feet began struggling again. This so-called Bone-Clinging Lock was exceedingly marvelous, tightly winding around him like a fishing net and imprisoning even the True Qi within his meridians, leaving not a single thread able to move!
"Huh? There's something to this..." After struggling a few times, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly discovered that although the Bone-Clinging Lock had restrained his True Qi, it... had not restrained his physical strength. When he exerted force, he could still stretch the Bone-Clinging Lock open somewhat.
"Perhaps... if I use all my strength, I can break this thing?" Zhang Xiaohua pondered silently...
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