Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 361 6 Treasure Secret Realm 15

The third day into the secret realm.

Kakaka~

The formation rotated, and the big stone split in two, revealing the darkness outside. Four monks holding spears filed in, breaking the silence.

Li Yatong lowered her head shyly, and with the corner of her eyes, she saw that there were four pairs of feet coming in, and she breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, the tension eased a little, as if a heavy stone had been lifted off her shoulders.

But then her heart tightened again, because there would be a man by her side tonight.

Her heart was extremely conflicted. On the one hand, she hoped that one or two more of them would die quickly so that she would feel better at night; on the other hand, she hoped that none of them would die so that she could live a safer life every day. With them around, it was as if she had an extra layer of protection.

“When will we be able to reach this Six Treasures Secret Realm, where there are only 500 monks left?” She prayed silently in her heart.

That was her desire, her only hope in this secret place full of unknowns and dangers.

Everyone looked very tired, gathered around the big pot and devoured the food. Perhaps at this moment, they could let go of the pressure in their hearts and temporarily forget the danger and cruelty of the outside world.

The big pot seemed to be a harbor for their souls, giving them a little warmth and comfort in this difficult time. They chewed the food vigorously, as if they wanted to swallow all the fatigue and anxiety, leaving only a glimmer of hope for the future.

Finally, after eating and drinking enough, Yuan Xianzhen patted her belly in satisfaction, turned around with a wicked smile, and responded to Fang Qingtian. "Old Fang, you pick one first?" There was a hint of unruliness and indulgence in that wicked smile.

Li Yatong's head was quickly flushed, she knew what was going to happen. A complex emotion surged in her heart, including fear, shame, and deep helplessness.

Fang Qingtian paused, a hint of hesitation and struggle flashed in his eyes. "My injuries are still not healed, I'll heal for another night."

After saying that, he stood up and turned around, walking heavily to the corner where he usually stayed. His back looked a little lonely, as if he was avoiding something difficult to face.

Yuan Xianzhen's wicked smile widened, and her eyes, staring at his back, showed contempt.

He stood up and walked to Li Yatong, grabbed her hair and lifted her head up. Li Yatong's face showed a painful expression, but Yuan Xianzhen didn't care, leaned over to her ear and whispered something.

Li Yatong's face showed pain at first, but after listening to his whisper, her red face instantly lost all color and turned pale. Then her beautiful eyes lit up and revealed a radiance. I don't know what Yuan Xianzhen said to make her mood change so much.

Yuan Xianzhen let go of her hair, patted her shoulders twice, then picked up Junior Sister Liu and walked towards the back of the cave.

Lu Chenke and another male cultivator from Qiumo Mountain looked at Li Yatong meaningfully, passed by her, and followed behind Yuan Xianzhen.

After a long time, Li Yatong took a deep breath and crawled towards a corner.

In that corner, Fang Qingtian was feeling uneasy. He vaguely heard the movement, and his heart suddenly began to beat like a drum, as if he was torn between rejection and expectation. It was a complex interweaving of emotions, a fierce collision between moral constraints and the desire deep in his heart.

Until a pair of slender arms wrapped around his neck and a pair of pearly teeth bit his ear. When he felt the firmness of her breasts pressed against his back, Fang Qingtian no longer had the ability to think.

At that moment, all rationality seemed to be overwhelmed by this sudden tenderness.

"Uncle Fang, do you like me?" Li Yatong's voice was soft and seductive.

"Like." Fang Qingtian's brain, which was unable to think, uttered two words in an instant, but he regretted it as soon as he said it, and his old face turned red with shame.

He knew what these two words meant, and he also understood that he was trapped in a situation from which he could not extricate himself.

"Uncle Fang, I will give myself to you now." The beautiful woman behind him made a dreamy sound.

Fang Qingtian swallowed his saliva and spoke with difficulty. "Miss Li, you don't have to be like this. You know me, Old Fang. With just one word from you, I can do anything." He tried to stay rational and resist this sudden temptation.

The beauty behind him pressed even closer. "Uncle Fang, if you don't have sex with me tonight, I will be kicked out of here. Can you bear to see me, a weak woman without even a magic weapon, wandering alone in this Six Treasures Secret Realm?" There was a hint of pleading in her voice, which made it hard to refuse.

"You can just pity me or sympathize with me, and enjoy yourself tonight. Don't worry, I did all this voluntarily. I only ask that after you leave the Six Treasures Secret Realm, don't tell anyone about what happened here."

After Li Yatong finished speaking, she began to unbutton Fang Qingtian's clothes. Her movements were a little clumsy, but she was determined. In this secret realm of six treasures, she seemed to have no other choice but to pin her fate on the decision at this moment.

Fang Qingtian's heart was still surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. When a pair of clumsy hands gently touched his chest, his brain exploded directly, and a surge of evil fire quickly burned throughout his body.

After so many days and nights of anticipation, he was satisfied just by being able to see her every day. Even when he was in the red-light district, hugging other women, he was fantasizing about her.

Now that his dream has come true, he is no longer able to push her away!

He grabbed her little hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it. At that moment, desire and emotion intertwined, making him fall into a situation where he couldn't extricate himself.

However, behind this desire, his heart was also full of contradictions and struggles. He knew that it was wrong to do so, but under the pressure and temptation of this secret realm, he could not resist.

Li Yatong walked around to the front of him and sat in front of him. Her movements were a bit shy and bold, and her beautiful red lips moved up awkwardly.

As if by some strange coincidence, Fang Qingtian hugged her tightly. When the two of them hugged each other, an electric current flashed through Fang Qingtian's heart, and his heart trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

He greedily sucked the sweet nectar, and at that moment, it seemed as if time had stood still.

The evil fire in the chest burned more and more fiercely, however, after swallowing this little nectar, not only did it fail to extinguish the evil fire, but instead it dripped into the evil fire like grease, making the fire impossible to control.

In an instant, the two were burned to ashes by the raging fire and fell into a vortex of desire.

Yuan Xianzhen looked at the two flickering candles and secretly sighed that Old Fang was still as skilled as ever. It had been an hour, and he still had this much strength.

With a roar, Fang Qingtian finally collapsed to the ground, leaving only his gasping sounds still echoing in the cave.

However, this satisfaction was so short-lived. Before he could recover, the lovely girl beside him left his chest and was picked up by Yuan Xianzhen. "Lao Fang, rest enough and come to the back of the cave later."

After saying this, without waiting for his answer, she carried the limp Li Yatong in her arms and walked towards the back of the cave.

Fang Qingtian stared at their departing backs in a daze, with an indescribable complex emotion in his heart. He didn't know whether his behavior just now was right or wrong, nor did he know where their fate would go in this secret realm.

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The fourth day of entering the secret realm.

"Stop, don't run!" The roar echoed in the air.

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Before, it was Wang Qiye chasing others, but now it is a group of monks chasing Wang Qiye.

After coming down from Yibao Mountain, Wang Qiye, who had been strolling for two days, gained some gains and collected another seventeen storage bags.

In this process, he also discovered some rules. The death of an ordinary cultivator can only eliminate a fist-sized piece of Lei family karma, while the death of a genius can eliminate a hundred fist-sized pieces of karma.

The karma he had moved from the Lei family had been eliminated by half. However, just as he was happy about this, he was targeted by a complete gang of ten people.

Wang Qiye's heart tightened, he knew he was in danger. He didn't dare to slack off, and used all his strength to escape through the mountains and forests.

The ten Ghost King Tower monks chased after him relentlessly, their eyes filled with anger and greed.

When Wang Qiye was panicking and had no idea where to go, he accidentally saw an ancient palace. Without thinking, he went in headfirst.

However, when his eyes fell on the sword hanging high in the hall, the hairs on his body instantly stood up, and the fear in his heart made it impossible for him to remain calm.

His legs trembled constantly as he tried to leave the hall, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not penetrate the mysterious door of light.

He understood instantly that it must have been the work of that terrifying spirit of the weapon.

"Let's see where you can run." The ten monks who chased in approached Wang Qiye step by step with grim smiles on their faces.

They didn't notice the unusual situation in the hall at all. One of the monks walking in front raised his foot without hesitation and kicked Wang Qiye hard in the back.

The monk was full of wonders, why did this kid stand there like a fool after entering the door, and didn't run away. After he kicked out, he found that he couldn't kick any further.

Such a weird situation instantly made his forehead covered with cold sweat. The smug smile on his face froze and he could no longer remain calm.

The other fellow disciples saw that his feet were still hanging there and finally realized something was wrong. They looked around and realized that there were about one or two hundred monks looking at them coldly.

Seeing this situation, no matter how dumb one was, one would know that something was wrong, and their faces changed instantly.

Just as everyone was panicking, a cold female voice rang out. "Ahaha, our people are all here again. Before the game starts, you can't take action. I'll just give you a warning this time. If you do it again next time, you will be executed without mercy."

The voice seemed to come from the underworld, carrying a chilling majesty.

Everyone's heart was startled. They looked towards the sharp sword in the air, not knowing what kind of game they were about to face.

But they knew that at this moment their fate seemed to no longer be in their own hands, and an unknown fear hung in everyone's heart.