Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 715 - 10 Better to Stop While One is Ahead

Chapter 715: Chapter 10 Better to Stop While One is Ahead

Chapter 715 -10 Better to Stop While One is Ahead

Although everything seemed to be going smoothly, Yan Yu, an experienced elder, instantly spotted the problem:

No test of strength.

It wasn’t like some elective course group project where finding enough members meant victory… Conquering the Mysterious Realm was about the strength you had on hand. If you didn’t even bother to check on the strength and so carelessly let me join, there could only be two explanations: either conquering this Mysterious Realm didn’t require strength, or the role you’d assigned me didn’t require strength.

The former was unlikely; it was hard to imagine what else could stop Chen Lingyun from conquering the Mysterious Realm if not the requirement of actual strength. As for the latter… that would be interesting.

Like a great shark breaking into a shoal of sardines, the little fish obliviously thinking of using it as bait.

Hehe.

Yan Yu followed the team at a leisurely pace. As they neared the outer wall of the Buddhist temple, the forest gradually thinned out, revealing a large clearing with an unobstructed view.

Suddenly, with a flash of multicolored light, several figures appeared on the clearing—each one with tattered clothes and injuries, looking as if they had just been through a fierce battle.

“Who’s there!” The leader gasped for a moment, then suddenly looked toward the trees and shouted.

The rest of the cultivators also turned anxiety-stricken, some conjuring Flying Swords, others preparing spells, ready for a desperate fight.

“Don’t be scared, we’re not rats.” Number One was the first to emerge from behind the trees.

Taking the lead, the others exchanged looks and then also came out of hiding to show they had no intent to ambush.

The opposing cultivators relaxed their expressions but remained armed as the leader sneered,

“If you’re not rats, then scram! I’ll count to three, and if you haven’t left, we’ll fight! One!”

“Alright, alright, we’re leaving right away.” Number One quickly raised his hands, leading his teammates away swiftly.

Yan Yu, following behind, suddenly asked,

“What does he mean by rats?”

“Cough, it’s a bunch of sneaky bastards hiding in the shadows.” Number One casually explained, “For example, in this Mysterious Realm, even if you fail the trial, you just get hurt; you generally won’t die. But some morally bankrupt guys, instead of trying to conquer the Mysterious Realm, lurk outside and ambush those cultivators who are just transported out of the temple after failing a trial, to rob them of their cultivation resources.”

“Oh, I see.” Yan Yu showed an expression of realization, then feigned ignorance and asked, “In that case, why don’t you all cooperate and take out these rats first?”

“Because it can’t be done.” Number One replied, “Rats don’t write their names on their foreheads. Many cultivators will cooperate with you normally, but the moment you’re seriously injured or exhaust your True Yuan, becoming vulnerable, they’ll turn into rats and viciously attack you from behind.”

“Every rat was once a cultivator.” Number Four, the young girl, summarized, “And every cultivator could turn into a rat at any moment.”

“I see, that’s quite frightening, haha.” Yan Yu laughed.

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“You don’t have to worry, Number Six.” Number One quickly added, “There are no rats in our team; everyone is here for the treasure at the end of the trial.”

“So, you’re all together?” Yan Yu asked.

“No.” Number Four interjected, “Like you, Number Five and I have just joined the team and have never been inside the Buddhist temple.”

“Number One has taken me and Number Three in once before.” Number Two spoke up, “We failed the trial and got sent out.”

“I’ve been in three times.” Number One said earnestly, “I roughly understand the pattern of this Mysterious Realm, which is why I’m thinking of cooperating sincerely with everyone for mutual benefit.”

Seeing that Yan Yu remained noncommittal, he added,

“The Mysterious Realm has been open for several hours now. The earliest batch of cultivators could have explored dozens of times over; don’t forget, there’s Chen Lingyun, the Team Monk, whose trials in Mysterious Realms are probably more than the noodles we’ve eaten.”

You’ve definitely eaten more noodles than me, Yan Yu commented to himself.

“In any case, if we can’t work together and instead fight alone, we’ll have no chance of conquering the Mysterious Realm before they do.” Number One concluded.

No one replied, but their expressions showed agreement—mainly because everyone had entered the Mysterious Realm late and were way behind the starting line, otherwise, they wouldn’t have so easily agreed to team up and form a group.

After passing the group they had encountered earlier, they finally found a small door near the outer wall of the Buddhist temple.

“Be careful, once we go in, the trial will begin.” Number One warned everyone, “Even though failing the trial won’t be deadly, only resulting in being transported outside the temple, it also means all our progress in the trial will be reset. So, everyone must follow my commands to avoid holding the team back.”

Everyone acquiesced and followed Number One through the side door.

Inside was a courtyard, about a hundred square meters, with a Martial Monk standing in the center, over two meters tall, wearing a gray robe, his left palm erect and his right hand holding a heavy iron staff, he proclaimed,

“Those who seek the scripture must first face trials.”

Without a reminder from Number One, they all silently unleashed their Divine Skills and attacked.

Yan Yu, on his end, drew out his Sword with ten percent of his strength, effortlessly skimming through the fight, while deep in thought.

‘Those who seek the scripture must first face trials,’ meant nothing more than ‘to get the treasure, one must pass through the barriers.’ It was clearly a test-type Mysterious Realm.

Observing the Martial Monk, his heavy iron staff whirled powerfully, creating a fierce wind, his strength almost comparable to a Body Cultivating Cultivator at the Marrow Cleansing Stage.