Chapter 1630

"Who are you people?"

"You dare to come here? Do you want to die?"

Zi Chen's entrance was noticed by the three seventh-tier Soul Kings. They shouted at Zi Chen. One of them said indifferently, "Viper, what are you waiting for? Kill them quickly."

Viper was the middle-aged man beside him. Unfortunately, the latter's eyes were still closed, as if he was meditating. He didn't move at all.

"Throw them out and kill them."

Zi Chen said indifferently. If he wasn't wrong, these three were from the Wang family.

Wharton and the others came in and dragged the three out.

The three tried to resist. One of them shouted, "Viper, you ingrate. Hurry up and kill them. Do you know that your actions today will incur the wrath of Master Fei?"

Wharton grabbed one of them and said coldly, "Stop shouting. Fei is already waiting for you on the road to the Underworld."

"Master Fei is dead? How is that possible?" The three's faces turned pale. They immediately lost the ability to resist.

They saw many familiar faces come in and look at them coldly. If Master Fei hadn't died, they wouldn't have dared to look at them like that.

Wharton dragged the three out. Soon, three screams came from outside.

After the punches and kicks stopped, the young man slowly raised his head. But when he saw so many people, his eyes were filled with fear.

Zi Chen squatted down in front of the young man and said, "Okay, it's safe here."

The young man was confused. He clearly didn't understand what this meant.

Zi Chen pointed at the cauldron in front of him and said, "Take your things and come with us."

The young man looked around, still confused.

Zi Chen's lips curled into a smile. He turned to look at the middle-aged man named Viper and asked indifferently, "Are you dead yet?"

The middle-aged man, who hadn't moved until now, suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up and came to the young man's side. He said in a low voice, "This place has been taken. It's time to go."

The young man understood. He extinguished the flames under the cauldron and lifted it up.

With Viper in front and the young man behind, the two of them walked out.

Zi Chen, on the other hand, squatted down and looked at the ashes on the ground, as well as the unburnt wood beside him. He turned around to look at the late-stage seventh-tier Martial Artists and said, "This thing can condense Spirit Crystals. I don't read much, so don't lie to me."

After witnessing Zi Chen's strength, who would dare to lie? One of them panicked and said, "Sir, it's absolutely true. The spirit crystals we're using are condensed by that little brat. It's just that he often slacks off and we don't have enough spirit crystals to supply him. That's why we beat him up."

Although Zi Chen did not know much about alchemy, he had at least seen it before. Back then, when Cauldron Spirit displayed its prowess, it could refine hundreds of thousands of medicinal pellets in one go.

But what was it that used?

It was the Earth Fire, which could only be ignited under certain conditions.

Even now, Cauldron Spirit still needed to absorb earthfire.

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. "I don't know. When we found him, he was already at the fifth tier. He must have suffered a serious injury."

After a moment of hesitation, Zi Chen picked up a few more pieces of wood and put them into his storage pouch. Then, he stood up and walked out.

Those who talked to Zi Chen earlier were sweating profusely. Although Zi Chen did not release any killing intent, they could still feel the aftershock of the battle.

The young man and Viper had been waiting outside. Of course, Zi Chen's men were still far away. They had nowhere to run.

"My Lord, where are we going now?" someone asked cautiously.

"Back to the Desert of Death first," Zi Chen said indifferently.

"Ah." The person was startled. The expressions of the others also changed.

"What are you 'ah' for? That is our base," a wounded cultivator said proudly.

By now, Zi Chen had recruited over fifty experts, an alchemist, and a strange viper. Suddenly, Zi Chen recalled something and asked, "What's up with Viper?" "I don't know.

"I'm not sure. Back then, we caught the two of them and they didn't resist. They seemed to be together, but he didn't care when our men beat and kicked him. However, if we wanted to kill him, Viper would act. Once again, Master Fei was furious and wanted to kill the young man. Viper stood up at that time, but the two sides didn't fight. After staring at each other for a while, Master Fei left."

After that, Lord Fei and Viper exchanged glances. "Both the young man and Viper were puzzled. However, Zi Chen did not mind. What he needed to think about now was how to settle these people down.

After they successfully returned to the Desert of Death, Zi Chen began a new round of exchange. When they heard Zi Chen's exchange rate, the newcomers were all dumbfounded.

This price was even cheaper than the price of the Imperial Sky City.

After that, everyone took out their private stash and began to exchange with Zi Chen. The storage pouch in Zi Chen's hand was like some kind of magical treasure. It could store and take out anything.

Viper and the young man stood in the distance and watched the exchange in a daze. They looked at the excited expressions on their faces.

Viper suddenly said, "He has a lot of spirit crystals. He doesn't have to worry about resources. We are useless."

The young man's blank expression changed. It seemed that this was the first time the two of them had encountered such a situation.

"Then what should we do?" the young man asked.

"I have no choice." After saying that, Viper closed his eyes.

The young man's blank eyes were filled with confusion, helplessness, and even hesitation.

In the past, when they were captured, the other party had taken a fancy to their abilities. However, it seemed different this time. From the beginning until now, the young leader had not spoken a single word to them.

After the exchange, everyone's harvest was not enough to exchange for armor-piercing weapons. Therefore, some people immediately went out to hunt to earn enough spirit crystals. Some people directly entered the Desert of Death to hunt male scorpions.

After that, Zi Chen called Shuntian Dao and asked him to bring people into the Desert of Death. For the next period of time, dozens of them took turns to wait in the depths of the desert to welcome the arrival of others.

The second round of summons was sent to Shuntian Prefecture. When Tang Nuo saw the summons, his expression changed.

After a while, the scholarly middle-aged man walked in. He looked at the silent Tang Nuo and said, "Prefecture Lord, other than the summons, there is an additional message."

"What message?"

"From now on, send a group of people in every two months. The number of people cannot exceed two hundred. All of them must be elites."

Tang Nuo frowned slightly and said, "What is the meaning of this in the Battlefield of Despair?"

"It shouldn't be to kill people. Last time, Meng Xi sent people into the Desert of Death. If he sends people to another place this time, it might prove that the Desert of Death is no longer that dangerous." The scholarly middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"If there is someone to receive them and they have enough spirit crystals, it won't be a problem to travel through the sky. Every time, there will be several hundred elites. This is not a small number. It will directly affect the future of Shuntian Prefecture. Go and ask about the specific situation."

"Now?"

"That's right. Now."

The scholarly middle-aged man nodded and left the room. He stepped onto the teleportation array and headed for the Imperial Sky Region.

He saw Meng Xi in the same tavern. The latter was dozing off as if he was having a sweet dream. His saliva was dripping all over the counter.

A light cough woke Meng Xi up. When the latter saw the scholarly middle-aged man, he said in a bad mood, "I thought someone was here to send me materials again. Why is it you?"

"Prefecture Lord asked me to ask you what the current situation is in the Battlefield of Despair." The scholarly middle-aged man stared into Meng Xi's eyes and said.

"I don't know."

Meng Xi turned his head to the side, but his fingers were tapping on the counter. He muttered, "He really doesn't know what to do. Every time the Wang Clan comes, they never come empty-handed."

The scholarly middle-aged man was so angry that he laughed and scolded, "Old thing, if I go back this time, Tang Nuo will come next. You should know his temper very well."

Meng Xi curled his lips and said, "What? He dares to fight with me? Don't forget, I was the one who sent him into the Battlefield of Despair back then."

The scholarly middle-aged man smiled and said, "You are a person of virtue and prestige. Of course, he can't fight with you. But for example, he can tear down this tavern or snatch some other things … For example, some materials for refining Emperor Weapons."

Meng Xi frowned and was somewhat displeased. His expression changed as he calculated the gains and losses. After a while, he said impatiently, "Go back and tell Tang Nuo that his people won't die in vain. This time, the Shuntian Prefecture will be credited. If things go smoothly, the Shuntian Prefecture will be credited."

The scholarly middle-aged man asked again, "Then where did they teleport to this time?"

"It's still the Desert of Death. There's a little guy with the Star Illusion Dragon Spike occupying that place."

The scholarly middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction.

After that, the two of them quarreled in the tavern. The two of them argued until their faces were red and their necks were thick. They were just short of resorting to violence.

"Hmph, fair. When have I, Meng Xi, ever been unfair? If you want your people to live, then send a few more batches of people over. There will always be some who will live." Meng Xi's voice traveled very far, enough for some people to hear.

The scholarly middle-aged man left in a huff. That night, someone came to pay Meng Xi a visit and gave him a lot of benefits.

Meng Xi smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry. I recently remembered a coordinate, and it just so happens that it's in the Desert of Death."

The latter smiled and said that it was a pleasant cooperation. Then, he left.

Watching the other party leave, Meng Xi muttered, "The Wang Clan is actually so concerned about the Shuntian Prefecture. Hehe, this is quite interesting."

After the scholarly middle-aged man returned, the Shuntian Prefecture sent out a call to gather the seventh layer geniuses from the one hundred and eight cities.

This time, the Shuntian Prefecture gathered two hundred people. Among them were Shangguan Hong and Dong Qing.

The two of them chose to enter the Battlefield of Despair because they heard that Zi Chen was there.

The two hundred people gathered in the Shuntian Prefecture and prepared to enter the Imperial Sky Region.

In the Battlefield of Despair, Zi Chen took out five hundred bottles of spirit liquid and handed them to the youth. He said, "Next, it's up to your value. Condense the spirit crystals. What else do you need?"

"No need. I'll go look for it." Viper opened his mouth and walked into the secluded forest.

After a while, he came back with some tree branches and placed them beside the youth.

"Do you need a place to hide?" Zi Chen asked.

The youth shook his head and immediately started to condense the spirit crystals.