Chapter 616 - 262: Picking the Peach?

Chapter 616: Chapter 262: Picking the Peach?

Throughout the entire battle, the Silver Grass had endured the impacts of countless True Gangs and Demon Gangs, yet it remained completely unscathed. A silvery starlight emanated from it as its delicate form swayed gently in the wind, giving it an otherworldly and miraculous appearance.

The Elephant Demon was now encased in ice, but the Silver Grass was somehow untouched...

’...Could even the Eternal Freeze Nature not harm it?’

’Does this Treasure Plant itself possess such miraculous qualities?’

’Or are the unique Rules of this Grotto Heaven secretly protecting it?’

As these thoughts crossed Qin Fang’s mind, he flew forward, preparing to reach out and pluck the Silver Grass from the distorted space.

But just then, something unexpected happened!

A beam of Sword Gang shot out from the distance, aimed directly between Qin Fang’s eyes!

The Sword Gang’s arrival was so abrupt that even Qin Fang was startled. He subconsciously flickered away, leaving an afterimage that was instantly pierced by the attack.

At the same time, a phantom-like figure appeared out of thin air, lunging for the Silver Grass atop the massive elephant’s head!

’Someone’s trying to snatch the prize?’

Qin Fang’s expression darkened. Without a second thought, he fired a burst of True Gang straight at the phantom that had just appeared.

An instant later, Qin Fang heard a muffled grunt. With a THUD, a figure was knocked out of the phantom form and flew into the distance in the blink of an eye.

But Qin Fang’s eyes grew cold... for the Silver Grass on the great elephant’s head was gone.

His gaze turned frigid as he stared at the person who had emerged from the phantom form.

The man wore dark robes, with an average build and an unremarkable face.

He was currently gritting his teeth and clutching his left shoulder, which was already covered in a layer of Profound Ice.

"The Shadowless Sect? You dare to steal an opportunity from my Heavenly Gang Wuji Sect?!"

His senior brothers were rushing over as well. Seeing this, their expressions all changed. A murderous glint appeared in Senior Brother Zhuang’s eyes as he bellowed.

But in the next moment, several more phantoms appeared behind the man. One of them grabbed his shoulder, their True Gang surging wildly, obviously countering Qin Fang’s Profound Nether True Gang.

The others shielded the pair, their eyes narrowed and their expressions cold as they faced the approaching members of the Heavenly Gang Wuji Sect.

"Within a Grotto Heaven, opportunities are won by skill. It naturally belongs to whoever gets their hands on it first... How can you call that stealing?"

Another voice rang out.

Qin Fang looked up, his gaze turning colder.

It was the direction from which the Sword Gang that had intercepted him had come.

Now, five more figures had appeared there.

The one in the lead was quite familiar.

"Lingyun Sword Pavilion?"

It was none other than ’Young Master Lin’, the sword-bearing youth who had previously asked to travel with the celestial maiden from the Bi Luo Cloud Palace, only to be rejected.

He squinted slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The few Lingyun Sword Pavilion disciples behind him also narrowed their eyes, staring menacingly at Senior Brother Zhuang and the others.

"Senior Brother Lin is right. Inside the Grotto Heaven, opportunities are destined. Whoever obtains one first, it is naturally theirs. There’s really no ’stealing’ to speak of."

Yet another voice spoke up.

Senior Brother Zhuang and the others’ faces grew darker still.

Another five figures had appeared.

These five were dressed in lavish attire.

"Fuling Hidden Dragon Hall!"

It was the five young men from the Fuling Hidden Dragon Hall.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen figures had appeared, taking up positions in three directions and forming a pincer-like pressure on the five from the Heavenly Gang Wuji Sect!

’These Three Sects... they’ve actually joined forces?’

The expressions on Senior Brother Zhuang and the others turned utterly grim.

Senior Brother Ye couldn’t help but tighten his grip on his sword.

Senior Brother Mo drew his Battle Saber, his eyes somber.

Senior Sister Ji’s face was a little pale, but a murderous light also surfaced in her eyes as her True Gang began to surge.

"Everyone, please calm down. While it is certainly a pity to see a Treasure and be unable to obtain it... All Sects have a prior agreement: we are not to kill each other over treasures. Otherwise, the other eight sects will join forces to attack the offender. Since the Treasure has now been obtained by the Shadowless Sect, the matter is settled. I, for one, feel it is a great shame, but I have no intention of robbing another’s Treasure... I’m sure our friends from the Celestial Spirit Sect feel the same, right?"

Young Master Lin spoke again, his voice gentle and a smile on his face.

It was a masterful performance of twisting the truth.

Qin Fang and his group had killed the Great Demon. Qin Fang had been about to retrieve the Treasure. It was highly likely that one of them—perhaps even Young Master Lin himself—had launched the Sword Gang attack to intercept him and draw his attention.

Then, the Shadowless Sect disciple, who had been lying in wait nearby, struck decisively to complete the theft...

This was a premeditated robbery.

And now, this Young Master Lin had the audacity to step forward and say such things.

It was clear they intended to bully the Heavenly Gang Wuji Sect into submission!

Qin Fang said nothing. His senior brothers and sister also remained silent.

They all knew it was pointless.

Of course they knew the Treasure Plant could only be harvested because they had killed the True Blood Great Demon.

It was obvious now. The Three Sects had joined forces to overwhelm them with superior numbers and force them to swallow this loss.

’So what else was there to say?’

A cold light flickered in the eyes of his senior brothers and sister as they looked to Qin Fang.

Though Qin Fang didn’t turn around, he could sense his senior brothers and sister were waiting for him to make his stance clear.

Qin Fang’s gaze swept over the disciples of the Three Sects. Each one possessed a powerful aura; all of them were at the Guizhen Cultivation realm.

Right now, their gazes were mostly focused on him. Though their eyes were narrowed, they held a hint of wariness... The way their eyes occasionally flickered toward the True Blood Elephant Demon showed that they were still somewhat afraid of him.

After a moment of silence, Qin Fang asked, "Have any of you encountered a True Blood Great Demon yet?"

Qin Fang’s abrupt question stunned the members of the Three Sects... He hadn’t mentioned the Treasure Plant at all, instead asking something seemingly unrelated.

Young Master Lin narrowed his eyes. "That... doesn’t seem to concern you, does it, Junior Brother?"

Qin Fang gave him a long, deep look, then nodded. "You’re right, it doesn’t. Congratulations." He then turned. "Senior Brothers, Senior Sister, let’s go."