Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 115 Abandoning Flowers and Forming a Team

Although some precious medicinal herbs are more likely to appear in the core area, they can also be found in the outer areas. If you can collect some on your way to the core area, that would be even better.

This so-called "Tianmu Flower" was one of the most important spiritual plants that the high-ranking members of various sects had marked for the disciples of Hundred Flowers Valley.

Each of these spiritual plants is priceless and unavailable outside. For these disciples, if they could obtain even one of them in Hundred Flowers Valley, the rewards they would receive from the sect after leaving would be substantial.

Therefore, upon hearing this shout, the disciples from the Wentian Sect and the Yandang Sect exchanged glances, and both of them saw excitement and ecstasy on each other's faces. Without saying a word, they all rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

Before long, the disciples of the three parties faced off in front of a patch of vines.

A disciple of the Qixia Sect was seen holding a white spiritual flower. Senior Brother Guo and several other Qixia Sect disciples stood beside him, looking at the disciples of the other two sects with wary expressions.

Each team from the Wentian Sect and the Yandang Sect consisted of about seven or eight people. As they looked at the white flower, their greed and cruelty were undisguised.

"Our three sects have reached a verbal agreement that we are not allowed to take action outside the core area of ​​Hundred Flowers Valley," Senior Brother Guo said, his face showing a hint of fear and his voice trembling slightly.

"Hmph! You know it was just a verbal agreement. Now I'm telling you, the agreement is null and void. Quickly hand over the Tianmu Flower to us, and this time I'll pretend I didn't see you and let you leave safely. Otherwise, you'll be killed without mercy!"

A man from the Wentian Sect said coldly. He had a hideous scar on his face and a fierce look in his eyes, making him look terrifying.

"Isn't this Brother Guo? We've met once before, haha. As long as Brother Guo hands over the Heavenly Eye Flower to us, we'll keep you safe. Also, I have some spirit stones here, which I'll give to Brother Guo as well."

A gaunt man from the Yandang Sect stepped forward, smiled, and spoke as if they were extremely familiar with each other, but deep in his eyes was a coldness.

Unbeknownst to them, the disciples of the two sects had gradually dispersed, seemingly intending to surround the disciples of the Qixia Sect.

The five disciples of Qixia Sect immediately showed expressions of shock and anger, their fists clenched, their eyes bloodshot, looking extremely aggrieved. But at this moment, Senior Brother Guo sighed and looked up at the sky: "Fine, give it to them."

"Senior Brother Guo, no..." The person holding the spirit flower suddenly turned his head and shouted.

"Shut up! What use is a spirit flower if you're already dead? Give it to me!" Senior Brother Guo roared, snatching the white spirit flower away. An intense look of grief and indignation flashed across his face. He turned and shouted again:

"Wentian Sect and Yandang Sect, you have gone too far! I, Guo, will remember this and seek justice in the future. Farewell!"

After saying this, Senior Brother Guo threw the spirit flower in his hand to the ground and then strode away with the other four Qixia Sect disciples.

The anger, resentment, helplessness, and sorrow on their faces were clearly seen by the disciples of the other two sects. In the end, this group of Qixia Sect disciples turned into five lonely figures and disappeared into the distance.

The remaining disciples from the two sects witnessed this scene and felt a pang of pity, but it was fleeting. The next moment, a subtle standoff began between the disciples of the two sects, and the atmosphere became somewhat strange.

After walking several hundred feet, Senior Brother Guo and the others heard loud shouts and sounds of fierce fighting coming from behind them...

After exchanging glances, the group of people revealed smug smiles. Then, their spirits lifted, and under the guidance of Senior Brother Guo, they cautiously headed in another direction.

……

Under a giant tree, six disciples of the Yandang Sect were discussing something among themselves when three disciples of the Qixia Sect, dressed in camouflage uniforms, approached from a distance.

"Brother Han, it's quite a coincidence to see you here." One of the Qixia Sect disciples came over from a distance to greet him. Judging from his appearance, he actually knew a disciple from the Yandang Sect.

"And who are you?" A bald, burly man from the Yandang Sect asked, frowning as he couldn't recognize the man.

"Haha, Brother Han, you really have a bad memory. You don't even recognize me?" The man said with a laugh, not minding at all.

"So it's Brother Yan, nice to meet you. But aren't you in a hurry to get to the core area? You still have time to chat with me?" Upon hearing this, the bald, burly man from Yandang Sect cupped his hands in greeting, then his eyes flashed as he spoke.

"Haha, this place is so far from the core area, it won't make a difference if we stay a little longer. By the way, were you ambushed by the Wentian Sect?"

The man surnamed Yan first chuckled, then his face darkened and he asked in a low voice. The three of them had been walking slowly, and now they had arrived about ten feet in front of the disciples of Yandang Sect. They stopped there.

"An ambush by the Wentian Sect? Never before. There aren't any particularly precious spiritual items in this area, so why would they go to such lengths, especially since a ceasefire agreement was previously signed?"

The bald, burly man was taken aback by what he heard, and shook his head as he spoke, though he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

"How can we trust the words of the Wentian Sect? To tell you the truth, my group was ambushed by the Wentian Sect disciples. After a fierce battle, although we were not injured, we were outnumbered and had to flee."

Moreover, he got separated from his two junior brothers while fleeing. "Sigh," the man surnamed Yan said with a mournful voice.

The bald, burly man's eyes flickered uncertainly. He had already had some doubts, but now, seeing the gloomy look on the man surnamed Yan's face and the disheveled clothes of the three men, he became more convinced.

More importantly, a quick scan with his divine sense revealed that both the magical power and the aura within the three individuals were disordered, and one of them even appeared to be seriously injured.

Even the disciples of the Yandang Sect behind him were somewhat surprised and uncertain, but no one spoke up, clearly they were led by the bald, burly man.

Seeing this, the man surnamed Yan felt reassured and seized the opportunity to say, "Brother Han, why don't our two groups of disciples travel together? That way, we'll have more options to protect ourselves if we encounter anyone from the Wentian Sect."

This time, the Wentian Sect isn't just targeting our Qixia Sect. That Ji Tianhe is no good. His previous words were just to lower our guard, and then, relying on their numbers, they planned to ambush us on the way.

This man is treacherous; Brother Yan, you must be on guard!

"Traveling together? I don't think that's necessary," the bald, burly man said after a moment's thought.

"Brother Han, be careful!"

Just then, the man surnamed Yan let out a loud shout, and with a flick of his hand, a sword-shaped magical weapon appeared. He grasped it in his hand and slashed it down into the void. At the same time, a golden sword shadow over ten feet in size swept out.

The members of the Yandang Sect, witnessing this scene, changed their expressions and immediately looked over.

Suddenly, a streak of light shot out from afar, within which a thin, emerald-green needle gleamed with a cold light. It arrived in an instant, colliding violently with the phantom of the golden knife. The two collided and shattered upon impact.

"Talisman soldiers!"

The bald, burly man's pupils suddenly contracted; judging from the trajectory of the emerald green needle, the target was clearly him.

Looking further into the distance, two figures dressed in the robes of the Wentian Sect flashed by; they were disciples of the Wentian Sect.

"A group of disciples from the Wentian Sect had already set their sights on Brother Han. It seems Brother Han will have to be extra careful on his journey. Since Brother Han is unwilling to team up with us, then I will take my leave!"

The man surnamed Yan from the Qixia Sect gave a slight bow, indicating that he intended to leave.

"Brother Yan, please wait a moment. Since the people of the Wentian Sect are indeed plotting something sinister, I think what you said earlier makes sense. Why don't we travel together? Also, thank you for your help earlier, Brother Yan," the bald, burly man said solemnly.

"Since Brother Han has said so, I naturally have no problem with it. However, since the people of the Wentian Sect are so treacherous, if we encounter them, we must not be soft-hearted. We must act decisively and strike first."

Upon hearing this, the man surnamed Yan first showed a look of joy, then his expression turned serious.

"Of course!" A cold glint flashed in the bald man's eyes.

……

"Senior Sister Qu, there's actually an ancient cultivator's cave here!" a female disciple of the Qixia Sect suddenly exclaimed.

"How is this possible? Even if there are ancient cave dwellings in Hundred Flowers Valley, they shouldn't be here. Wait, it really is!"

Another female disciple of the Qixia Sect walked over with three people. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned, and then her face lit up with joy.

Before them stood a three-zhang-high boulder. On one side of the stone wall, two stone doors were tightly closed. Judging from the dust on them, they seemed to have existed for countless years, and an aura of vicissitudes spread in all directions.

"How is this possible? Why haven't I heard any of the previous disciples mention this?" Senior Sister Qu immediately hesitated again.

"Senior Sister Qu, what's so strange about this? The Valley of a Hundred Flowers is full of mysteries, and its spatial layout is beyond our comprehension. Now that we have discovered it, it is our good fortune."

"There must be rare treasures left behind by ancient cultivators inside the cave, and maybe even some spiritual flowers and herbs. Let's hurry in; it would be bad if the Wentian Sect and Yandang Sect found out."

The woman who had spoken earlier looked excited and urged him on.

"Keep your voice down, okay, we're going in now!" Senior Sister Qu scolded the woman before leading her into the cave.

"Wait!"

Just then, a cold snort suddenly rang out, and several figures emerged from behind a flowering tree not far away. They were disciples of the Wentian Sect, a total of seven people.

At the front was a long-faced man who was staring at the cave with fervent eyes. However, when his gaze shifted to Senior Sister Qu, it turned extremely cold.