Chapter 79

"Friend Tian Ji is truly remarkable, to have arrived here even faster than us." One of the six elders from the three major sects immediately spoke with a smile.

"Since the three sects did not inform me, I had to calculate it myself." Elder Tian Ji replied calmly.

"Alright, since we have found this young man, let's head to Ancestor Kaoshan's seclusion place as soon as possible. This matter has been ongoing for a long time, and the major sects in the Southern Region have already noticed something." One of the two elders from Fenghan Sect, a red-faced old man in a black robe, glanced at Meng Hao with a look of disdain and said expressionlessly.

The group of people paid no attention to Meng Hao, as if they could decide his fate with a single word. As they conversed, they determined his destiny.

Meng Hao remained silent. He knew he had to face this calamity today. His mind raced, trying to think of a way to resolve it.

"Ancestor, this person has a precious long spear hidden on him..." Liu Daoyun suddenly spoke, bowing to the core formation cultivator of his sect. When he raised his head, he glared at Meng Hao with even more hatred.

"A mere Qi Condensation cultivator, yet he has reached the ninth level... No wonder he can cause chaos in our Zhao Kingdom's cultivation world." The red-faced old man in a black robe from Fenghan Sect spoke calmly, raising his right hand to grab Meng Hao.

"As long as the spear is here, I am here!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed. Just as the other party was about to make a move, he suddenly spoke, his voice firm and resolute, revealing a hint of madness. It seemed that if someone tried to take his treasure, he would rather end his own life.

Upon hearing these words, the red-faced old man who was about to act frowned and paused. The others around him also frowned.

"Meng Hao's cultivation is weak. If you seniors want to take my possessions, you can come and take them. But if I lose a single magical treasure today, it will be like losing a life. You can kill me, but if you want me to lead you to Ancestor's seclusion place and also take my possessions, I would rather die!" Meng Hao spoke again, his expression resolute and determined.

"Kill him directly. Even if we have to defy the heavens to search his soul, we can still find Ancestor Kaoshan's seclusion place." One of the six core formation cultivators spoke calmly.

Upon hearing this, Meng Hao immediately burst into laughter, showing no fear or panic. His laughter echoed, sounding slightly grating to the ears of these powerful cultivators.

"Feel free to search my soul. Only the inner disciples know the location of Ancestor's seclusion place. Even if you know the location, if I am not in a clear and normal state of mind, the cave will not open!" Meng Hao's voice echoed, making these powerful cultivators look at him with cold eyes.

"You seniors have great cultivation, and you must have skills like puppetry. But if my consciousness is not my own, or if it is damaged, or if I am not fully committed, none of you will be able to enter Ancestor's seclusion place!" Meng Hao's voice was resolute, giving the impression that he was willing to go to any lengths. This made the old cultivators frown.

After all, compared to Meng Hao, they were more concerned about the Tai Ling Scripture. As they frowned, they looked at Elder Tian Ji.

Elder Tian Ji stared at Meng Hao, his eyes flashing. Although he could calculate many things, the details of this situation were beyond his calculations. Seeing the others look at him, he slowly spoke.

"I cannot calculate the specific details. This young man is 95% lying, but we cannot afford to take the risk." His words echoed the thoughts of everyone present. These old cultivators were all shrewd and cunning, but in this situation, cunning was not enough, because... they could not afford to lose. Even if 99% of what Meng Hao said was false, as long as there was a slight chance of it being true, they could not afford to lose.

If they lost, they would lose the opportunity to enter Ancestor Kaoshan's cave. This opportunity represented the chance to obtain the Tai Ling Scripture. For each of them, whether at the Foundation Establishment or Core Formation stage, this scripture could allow them to re-cultivate the Qi Condensation stage and open a second Dan Lake within their bodies, thereby repairing their Foundation Establishment platforms, making them either flawed or flawless. For Core Formation cultivators, it could even affect their Core Formation level. This was the very reason for their persistence.

In this world, only the three great scriptures could allow cultivators to re-cultivate smoothly, even at higher levels, without having to disperse their cultivation, as if they were cultivating an additional time at the corresponding level, opening a second Dan Lake.

"Alright, we are here for the Tai Ling Scripture. Let's not complicate things further. Young man, we will not take any of your magical treasures, nor will we search your soul or control you with puppetry. But you must be fully committed to helping us. Otherwise, you know the consequences."

"Is your life more important, or your ancestor's life more important? This choice doesn't need our guidance." One of the six, a clearly respected old woman, spoke in a hoarse voice. As soon as she spoke, the surroundings fell silent.

"I want a million spirit stones!" Meng Hao remained silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"I also want to kill this person!" After speaking, Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he raised his right hand to point at Liu Daoyun.

Liu Daoyun had a grim expression, his eyes filled with hatred, and was thinking of a way to kill Meng Hao. When Meng Hao pointed at him, he suddenly trembled and instinctively took a few steps back.

His heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. He suddenly realized that in the eyes of these old ancestors, Meng Hao's every demand would likely be met.

"Ancestor..." Liu Daoyun, pale-faced, immediately looked up at the two core formation ancestors of Fenghan Sect. The red-faced old man snorted coldly, waved his sleeve, and looked at Meng Hao with a cold expression.

"This is impossible. A mere Qi Condensation cultivator, not knowing his place, dares to negotiate with us!"

"Meng Hao, don't bring this up again. As for the spirit stones, we cannot give them to you." A core formation cultivator in a red robe spoke calmly.

"If you don't give me the spirit stones and don't kill this person, I will not agree to lead you to Ancestor's seclusion place. Even if you force me to go, if I am not fully committed, Ancestor will not open the cave." Meng Hao spoke resolutely, his expression showing a willingness to go to any lengths, as if he would not flinch even in the face of death.

"Meng Hao..." Liu Daoyun stared at Meng Hao, his eyes filled with even more killing intent.

"Alright, you are after all a disciple of Fenghan Sect. Your demands are excessive. As for the spirit stones, I can decide to give you 100,000 now, and the rest after we return from opening the cave." The respected old woman spoke in a hoarse voice. If Meng Hao had not made any demands, she would have been suspicious. She waved her right hand, and a storage bag flew toward Meng Hao. Meng Hao did not catch it but stepped back, letting the storage bag fall to the ground.

"Killing him is not necessary. Liu Daoyun, pick up this storage bag and pour out the spirit stones inside." Meng Hao said slowly.

The old woman's eyes flickered slightly, and the other core formation cultivators also glanced at Meng Hao.

Liu Daoyun was extremely angry, but Meng Hao's demands were not excessive. Even the red-faced old man could not say anything, and he gestured for Liu Daoyun to go.

Liu Daoyun took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and walked forward to pick up the storage bag. As he shook it, a large number of spirit stones fell to the ground, their crystal-like shine making Liu Daoyun look at them for a moment, his breathing quickening.

Meng Hao remained calm, his eyes scanning the spirit stones, then he took out his own storage bag and collected the spirit stones. He had to be cautious; these people, whether at the Foundation Establishment or Core Formation stage, could kill him as easily as crushing an ant.

If it were not for the fact that they could not afford to lose, Meng Hao would be completely vulnerable in front of them, both in terms of cunning and cultivation.

Therefore, from beginning to end, Meng Hao did not use any devious schemes but placed his strategy in the open. He gambled that even if they did not believe him, they would have to believe him.

"The spirit stones are given to you, but this matter is significant. Swallow this pill." The old woman suddenly said, raising her right hand to reveal a black pill in her palm.

As soon as the pill appeared, the surroundings were filled with a surge of wind and clouds, as if a large amount of spiritual energy was converging. A fierce centipede phantom appeared above the pill.

Meng Hao's expression changed, looking at the pill with caution.

Liu Daoyun, seeing this, immediately sneered. The Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sky remained expressionless, their eyes filled with mockery as they looked at Meng Hao.

As for the core formation cultivators, none of them showed any surprise. Even if the old woman had not taken out the poisonous pill, they had already had similar ideas. Now, their eyes flickered.

In terms of cunning, Meng Hao was like a child in front of them. If it were not for the fact that his strategy made them somewhat cautious, Meng Hao's thoughts today would have been completely useless.

"Swallow this pill, and you can lead the way. If you do not swallow the pill, we will have to try the soul-searching and puppetry techniques." The old woman spoke calmly, her expression showing no emotion. She flicked her right hand, and the poisonous pill flew toward Meng Hao.

Meng Hao remained silent for a moment. He was unsure if this pill was truly poisonous or had other sinister effects, but he had no choice. He gritted his teeth and was about to reach out to take the pill when...

"Speaking of poisonous pills, I have one as well." The red-faced old man smiled, waved his sleeve, and a red pill appeared in his hand, which he flicked toward Meng Hao.

"Since that is the case, our sect naturally has one as well." As he spoke, the six core formation cultivators from the three major sects each took out a pill, which formed a rainbow and appeared in front of Meng Hao.

The old woman remained calm, her expression showing no inner thoughts. She glanced at the other old cultivators around her but did not speak. These were all shrewd and cunning people, and they would not let Meng Hao be controlled by just one of them. If he had to swallow a poisonous pill, they would all make him swallow one, ensuring that no one had complete control, making it fair.

"Since all of you are doing this, I will not hide my skills either." Elder Tian Ji smiled, waved his right hand, and a pill with three colors blending together appeared in his hand, flying toward Meng Hao.

Compared to the other poisonous pills, this pill looked unremarkable, but for some reason, when Meng Hao's eyes fell on it, he felt a sense of unease.

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