Questioning Heaven, Desiring the Way

e else inside the secret realm about the existence of this fig tree just so that Mo Yuluo could kill an external disciple.

And now, everybody was fighting tooth and nail for that fig tree.
He figured it would be tough to even get one fruit out of that tree.

“You’re all asking to be killed!” Hang Chulong fumed as he looked at the wandering cultivators just biding their time to attack him again.
He steeled himself and had a threatening look on his face.

“The Glorious Might of Heaven, Thunder Smites the Clouds!”

Hang Chulong’s sword trembled, and lightning gathered itself around him.

KABOOM! An ear-deafening clap of thunder resounded in everyone’s ears, and they watched in terror as purple bolts of lightning pierced through the rocks above them and brought them crumbling down.

“You’re Gu Suihan!” Hang Chulong’s eyes nearly bulged out as he saw that sneaky-looking fellow seizing the opportunity to make his way towards the fig tree in the chaos.

His long sword trembled loudly, turning the lightning it created into white-hot bolts of electricity that crackled around the sword's blade.
He charged forward and swung his sword viciously towards the sneaky fellow.

“Whoever kills him will get 1,000 Spiritual Stones! We’re not giving up the fig tree, but if you bring that boy’s head to us, we’ll give you 1,000 Spiritual Stones for it!” yelled Mu Tian.
He rang his Mutual Joy Bell and started chanting a hypnotic spell as he dashed towards Hang Chulong and the sneaky cultivator.

Mo Yuluo remained in one corner and drew a protective qi shield around herself as she looked at the sneaky cultivator in the distance and frowned puzzledly.

She hated how scheming Gu Suihan was, but after putting together everything she had heard about him, she began to respect this external disciple more and more.
Gu Suihan had entered the sect for barely a year, yet he carried himself with such arrogance and reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

From the way he did things, she could see how careful and detailed he was.
He was like a venomous snake hiding in the grass, striking only if he was sure he would succeed in taking his target down with one attack.
He was a vicious fellow but also very confident.
If he weren’t confident in taking his opponent down, he would not allow himself to be cornered.

The wandering cultivator who was now running towards the fig tree had purposely riled up the other wandering cultivators and seemed to have done it purposefully.
But dashing towards the fig tree at this point was definitely a suicidal move.
Even if he managed to get the Blood Jade Figs, he would have to find a way to escape all the Seven Kill Sect disciples and wandering cultivators running after him.
Some of these cultivators were even at the Foundation Establishment stage, and he was no match for them.

“No, it’s not him.” said Mo Yuluo with confidence.

Boom! Hang Chulong’s thunderous strike landed several meters away from the lake that the fig tree was in.
The lightning crackled and colored everything in its vicinity a brilliant purple color.

At the same time, the poisonous powder from Mu Tian’s Mutual Joy Bell struck that sneaky-looking cultivator.

The entire cave shook and the sound of rock cracking and crumbling thundered through the whole cave.

“The cave’s going to collapse!” someone immediately yelled out in fear and ran out without even turning to look at the Blood Jade Fig tree when he realized that the cave was still shaking and rocks were falling rapidly from the cave walls.

That Blood Jade Fig tree was precious, but one’s life was even more precious.

No cultivator loved anything else more than their own lives.

“Now is the time!” Some of the stronger and more confident cultivators weren’t panicking.
Instead, greed filled their bloodshot eyes as they charged toward the Blood Jade Fig tree that looked like it would collapse anytime now.

The chanting of spells filled the air while the sound of colliding swords and spears echoed loudly.

The sounds of cultivators fighting one another filled the cave once more.

“That’s not Gu Suihan!” Mo Yuluo walked swiftly with light steps towards the body, which was already burned to a crisp from that lightning attack earlier.

“He didn’t come?” asked Hang Chulong while panting, his face pale.

“I suppose,” replied Mo Yuluo in a distracted voice.

“Damn it!” Yan Wuheng was really annoyed.
He didn’t think Gu Suihan would come right from the start.
Which idiot would walk into such an obvious trap?

“Dancing Flames of the Radiata!” Mo Yuluo called out as she drew a picture in the air with her pretty finger.
The wandering cultivator that came towards her instantly turned into a ball of fire without any warning.

“Let’s get that fig tree first.” Mu Tian kept going, and he targeted several female wandering cultivators, spreading out the toxic pink powder with his Mutual Joy Bell.

“Ahh! Save me!” A voice that Mo Yuluo and Mu Tian were highly familiar with suddenly rang out.

“Xingyuan!” Mo Yuluo turned to see Nan Xingyuan clutching her chest as she leaned weakly against the side of the cave.
Her face was deathly pale, and blood kept flowing from the wound on her chest.