Three days later, which was the day before the eruption of cultivation resources, Leng Shiqi left the cave.
After a few days of consideration, he decided to secretly control one of the forces!
In this way, not only could he collect a large amount of resources, he also didn't need to be distracted. It was the best of both worlds.
And the target he chose was — — Mo Clan.
In these three days, Leng Shiqi had secretly caught some people to inquire about the news of the three forces in Withered Forest.
Now, among the three forces, Yushu Clan was in the lead. Clan Master Yushu had broken through to the fourth level of Pure Spirit Realm not long ago and there were two Pure Spirit Realm experts under him.
Bailituan was second while Mo Clan was the weakest.
The weaker they were, the easier it was for Leng Shiqi to succeed!
Actually, in the beginning, among the three factions, the Hundred Mile Group was the weakest. This was because Leng Shiqi had once killed more than ten members of the Hundred Mile Group consecutively. It could be said that he had severely injured them.
But later on, Mo Clan actually provoked Yushu Clan and after a few rounds of fighting, Mo Clan was defeated.
At this time, Bailituan was quietly developing and had surpassed Mo Clan in one leap.
Moreover, Leng Shiqi had coincidentally seen Mo Yi and Baili Qing sparring and knew that Mo Yi did not cultivate any second level spirit skills.
Even though their cultivations were similar, both were at the third level of Pure Spirit Realm, but they were no match for Baili Qing.
Being suppressed by Yushu, he might be able to tolerate it but to be suppressed by Baili Qing, Mo Yi's heart would definitely be filled with grievances.
This was a breakthrough point!
Leng Shiqi was dressed in a black robe as he sped through the night, as though he was a ghost from the abyss.
About a quarter of an hour later, Leng Shiqi arrived at a small scale campsite nearby.
But at this moment, he frowned.
From the information he had received, there were a total of sixty to seventy people in Mo Clan.
But Leng Shiqi saw that there were many people inside, roughly counting, there were more than a hundred people!
Leng Shiqi's mind moved and his body sank into the ground.
In Mo Clan's big tent, there were seven people sitting around, six men and one woman.
These seven people were the Pure Spirit Realm experts of the three forces!
Tomorrow was the day they decided to eliminate Leng Shiqi. They gathered here today to discuss how to lure him into their trap.
As for why they had chosen Mo Gate to discuss this matter, it was because Mo Gate was the weakest and would not be able to cause any waves.
"After the injection of cultivation resources tomorrow, send everyone out to search for the Leng Shiqi," Baili Qing said first.
"Idiot!"
Yushu looked at him with disdain. Ignoring Baili Qing's ugly expression, he continued, "Do we need to find him?
If he really came back, he would definitely fight for the cultivation resources.
He would take the initiative to appear. When the time came, all he had to do was to quickly send a message.
Also, those below the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm do not need to know about this.
Let them fight, but don't kill. Otherwise, it will be bad if the Leng Shiqi notices something. "
Baili Qing and Mo Yi nodded their heads when they heard that.
"The most important thing is that when we gather, we must not rush. We must surround him and not let the Leng Shiqi escape.
If he escapes, you all should be very clear about what the consequences will be! "Yu Shu said solemnly.
Baili Qing's eyes were filled with fear. If a person who could kill a first tier demonic beast was watching him at all times, he would not be able to eat or sleep in peace.
"Once the encirclement is successful, we must first exhaust him.
Those who have concealed weapons, throw them. Those who don't, throw stones!
He has cultivated spiritual skills. This kind of attack will not hurt him but it will consume a lot of his spiritual energy.
Furthermore, the seven of us cannot attack together. To be honest, we are already on guard against each other. If we attack together, we will be restrained.
The three of us will form a triangle to attack the Leng Shiqi.
Once the Leng Shiqi has the intention to break through, we will support each other.
The last sentence!
Since everyone has chosen to do this, then do your best. I don't want anyone to deliberately hold back and cause any bad consequences! "
Yushu said a series of words. Finally, his eyes shot out rays of light as he scanned the few of them.
Baili Qing and the rest of them looked a little unnatural but they still agreed.
However, what they didn't know was that there was a figure hiding under the ground where they were talking, who had heard all their secret plans.
And this person was the target that they were about to join forces to kill — — Leng Shiqi.
Leng Shiqi was also a little confused at this time.
"How did they know that I'm back?"
"I'm such a big threat, I didn't even know!"
In fact, when Leng Shiqi was trapped underground for more than a month, he didn't appear for so long. This made Baili Qing and Yushu think that they had used their numbers to force Leng Shiqi away.
Especially since Baili Qing and Leng Shiqi had a life and death grudge. When he learned that Leng Shiqi's strength had greatly increased and he had returned, he subconsciously thought that Leng Shiqi would definitely come for revenge.
Thus, Baili Qing steeled his heart and decided to get rid of Leng Shiqi!
But the cost of just relying on his Bailituan to get rid of Leng Shiqi was too great. In order to get rid of this threat at the smallest cost, he decided to join forces with the Yushu Clan and Jet-Black Sect.
He first used a large amount of resources as a bet and bet with Jet-Black Sect.
If Jet-Black Sect won, then all the cultivation resources would belong to them.
If Jet-Black Sect lost, then he would join forces with the Bailituan to get rid of Leng Shiqi.
After that, he went to persuade the Yushu Clan, which led to today's matter.
After Leng Shiqi eavesdropped on the news, he quietly retreated. He was very glad that he came today.
Otherwise, he would really be trapped in a situation of being surrounded and killed.
Thinking about the scene of being surrounded by seven Pure Spirit Realm cultivators and a large group of ninth level Spirit Gathering Realm cultivators, Leng Shiqi couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Of course, he wasn't afraid, because with the Hand of Earth, he was already in an invincible position.
Even if he couldn't win, he could just drill into the ground and escape. What could they do to him?
The reason Leng Shiqi was trembling was because he was excited!
Perhaps it was because there was a warlike seed in the depths of his heart, or perhaps it was because he had refined a lot of demon blood that he had unknowingly become a little manic.
But when he thought of fighting against dozens of people by himself, the blood in his body faintly boiled!
"Hu."
Leng Shiqi took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his body. Although he was excited, he hadn't reached the point of being arrogant.
The expression in his eyes kept changing, as if he was thinking about something. He had to do something.
After pondering for a while, Leng Shiqi seemed to have made a decision, and his body sank into the ground again.
In the Ink Sect camp, there were three groups of people standing clearly separated.
Normally, if these people saw each other, they would directly draw their swords. Who knew how much hatred had accumulated between them. At this time, it was already very rare for them to be able to stand here steadily.
At this time, a short youth in the Bailituan was a little irritated from standing, so he casually took two steps forward.
Coincidentally, the people of Ink Sect who were passing by were carrying some fruits towards the big tent.
The two of them glared at each other and brushed past each other.
The moment the two of them passed by each other, the person carrying the plate suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, the plate full of fruits rolling around.
That person hurriedly got up, his face full of anger. He turned around and grabbed the short youth in the Bailituan, questioning, "Why did you trip me?"
"Are you crazy?" The short youth was puzzled and asked back.
"There's only the two of us here. If you didn't trip me, who else could it be?"
"I advise you to let go of your hand now."
The short youth was already a little angry, but when he saw that this person was only at the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, his tone became a little more contemptuous.
"You!
So what if I don't let go? Don't forget, this is Ink Sect! "
"I'll say it one last time, let go!"
"I won't let go."
"Scram!" The short youth was enraged and punched out.
The Ink Sect person didn't expect the other party to suddenly attack and was completely unprepared. He was directly sent flying and crashed into a wooden pillar.
His body twitched a few times, and he actually stopped breathing!