Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1261: 8,000-Year-Old Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit
Previously on Checking in for 100,000 Years...
If not carefully discerned, the change in the dead corpse is hardly noticeable even face to face.
It’s too subtle.
For Ye Yun and the Imitation Mirror, the two have been busy breaking the Blood Spirit Ban and harvesting the decades-old Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruits, leaving no time to inspect the subtle changes within the mountaintop cave mansion.
As for the Yin Emperor, it is almost the same.
As time slips by.
The teams at the forefront have already climbed to four-fifths of the entire Holy Mountain.
Boom!
Sword light extravagantly spreads, emerging in the mist and falling into the void ahead.
A thunderous sound reverberates.
The entire Holy Mountain seems to tremble.
An exceptionally powerful Blood Spirit Ban, just initiated, was easily broken by Ye Yun with a single sword.
"Wow!
Senior Brother, is this the eight-thousand-year-old Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit?!"
Liu Yingying’s eyes widened suddenly, exclaiming loudly.
Not far away, the Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit on that green Little Tree had an ancient texture, and the Super Divine Dragon Breath lingered uniquely.
"It’s eight thousand years old."
Ye Yun glanced at it, nodded with a smile.
He slowly walked over and picked the Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit.
Behind him.
Eleven beautiful junior sisters gazed at the senior brother’s back, parted their seductive red lips, blinked continuously, unsure of what to say.
Envy is certain.
But within the envious emotion, there is also a touch of jealousy.
After all, an eight-thousand-year-old Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit is countless times stronger than the three-thousand-year-old ones in their hands.
After harvesting three more eight-thousand-year-old Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruits, Ye Yun, with a gentle smile on his face, continued to walk forward.
It seems the fortune of the entire Holy Mountain is going to be scooped up by him and the Imitation Mirror.
As the saying goes: leave this fertile water to one’s own fields.
If other factions still want a share, the price would be unimaginable.
After all, the Blood Spirit Ban now is much stronger than before.
If those trailing behind had intervened earlier at the foot of the mountain, they might have reaped some rewards.
Now, if they want to break the ban, doing so without paying a huge price will make extinguishing the Blood Spirit Ban extremely difficult.
"Damn!"
"Eight-thousand-year-old Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit?"
"Am I freaking seeing things?"
Not far behind Ye Yun, the experts from various factions began to breathe heavily.
Their journey bringing them here, upon seeing the eight-thousand-year-old Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit, they could no longer resist the urge to act.
"Can’t wait any longer, must act now!"
A faction from among seventy was the first to act against the Blood Spirit Ban under the command of a middle-aged man, once again breaking away from the team.
After securing a Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit earlier, they hadn’t acted again, following closely behind Ye Yun all this time.
Along the way.
Witnessing the increasingly aged Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruits, their hearts grew increasingly fervent.
Now astonishing is—
The Holy Mountain has presented an eight-thousand-year-old Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit, captivating their hearts as the middle-aged man decides to take the risk.
Even if it means sacrificing some disciples, gaining more Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruits makes it worthwhile.
Upon seeing this faction gearing up for another endeavor.
"No way, opportunity like this cannot be missed!"
"Go!"
"Quickly!"
The remaining factions couldn’t hold back any longer at this moment.
The eight-thousand-year-old Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruit was worth everyone’s effort.
Swish!
The crowd dispersed, each faction searched for a location, swiftly diving into the mist, disappearing from sight.
Boom boom...
Soon after, booming echoes resounded from within the mist.
Experts from various factions began battling the activated Blood Spirit Ban.
"They’re all acting, aren’t you going to move too?"
The Divine King Realm youth suddenly froze, glanced into the distance, then turned around, encouragingly smiling at the large group trailing behind him.
To be honest.
Having been followed for so long, it was somewhat annoying.
So taking this opportunity, he wanted to send all these people away.
The ban on the Holy Mountain is different from before; if these people act, a painful price will be inevitable.
The youth understood this well but refrained from revealing it.
Securing fortune depends on one’s own abilities.
He was unfamiliar with these people, had no connections, let alone reasons to aid them.
"We should act too!"
An elder in black warily spoke, clasping hands to the youth courteously: "Senior, farewell!"
After saying this.
The elder in black left with a large group.
Like the domino effect collapsing, the remaining factions also left, unwilling to fall behind.
Boom boom!
Thunderous sounds echoed from all over the Holy Mountain, signaling the beginning of the battle.
"Grid, we must hurry too..."
Gu Anran listened for a few seconds, feeling slightly uneasy, then urged.
"Miss, rest assured...
Besides the White Clad Sword Cultivator from Daluo Sword Palace, others aren’t our competitors!"
The youth smiled slightly, filled with confidence.
"Grid, when reaching the summit, wouldn’t you act first against Daluo Sword Palace’s people?"
Gu Anran seemed to have realized something, her heart made uneasy, she promptly inquired.
"Heh, who knows?"
The youth puffed his chest, gazed towards the mountaintop, smiling mysteriously.
This smile seemed to represent a certain affirmation.
Gu Anran, for some reason, felt slightly uncomfortable, worriedly said: "Grid, if you do this... would it be bullying the weak?"
The youth shook his head, chuckling: "I only want to snatch Mysterious Yin Zhu Fruits, won’t threaten their lives..."
Gu Anran: "..."
Facing Grid’s resolved mind, she didn’t know what to do.
On the other side of the Holy Mountain, Ye Yun heard their conversation, blinked, showing an embarrassed smile.
Good gracious.
This treasure of his actually wants to double-cross?
The thought of robbery—
Even aiming at its master’s head!
It seems, upon reaching the summit, he must give the Imitation Mirror a thorough lesson in "decency."
Along the winding mountain paths.
In the mist, the Yin Emperor, hands behind his back, walked leisurely.
Naturally, he heard the conversation between the youth and maiden.
"As long as you don’t vie for fortune with this emperor, I shan’t act against either of you..."
The Yin Emperor chuckled subtly.
His gaze demonstrated arrogance, his being exuding an overwhelming aura as if reigning supreme.
Seemingly dismissive of Daluo Sword Palace’s White Clad Sword Cultivator and the God King Realm Fourth Level youth.
As the Yin Emperor exuded dominance.
A faint Divine Dragon Phantom spiraled around him, flashed, and disappeared.
Since Ye Yun and the youth were focused on breaking the ban, both missed the Yin Emperor’s oddity.
Boom boom...
Experts from various factions continued battling the Blood Spirit Ban.
All were surprised to find this mysterious constraint was extremely strong, even under everyone’s combined suppression, it proved effortful.
Finally suppressed, the Blood Spirit Ban quickly rekindled, becoming stronger than before.
To break the ban, some Cultivators threw themselves into the restraint like moths to flame, exploding destructively.
After one Cultivator self-destructed.
This formidable restraint was only slightly diminished, showing no signs of vanishing.
"One can’t do it, bring another! Must block it, otherwise once it rekindles, it’ll be trouble!"
The leading elder in black from a certain faction, grimacing, couldn’t help but bellow loudly.
After all.
Back at the mountain’s base.
The White Clad Sword Cultivator of Daluo Sword Palace had already informed everyone how to dismantle this mysterious constraint through human flesh.
Boom!
Another figure flew over, launched into the restraint, exploding.
"Continue!"
Seeing the restraint hadn’t diminished, the elder in black frantically issued another command.
This continued.
Cultivators blew themselves up, sacrificing their flesh.
Boom boom boom...
The numbers of this faction dwindled, forty breaths later, they had already deployed over a hundred people.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Yet the mysterious restraint still vibrated, seemingly ready to reignite at any moment.
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