Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

After coming to this conclusion, she handed the scales back with both hands.

"Yes, it is the scales of another creature." Liu Yunzi took it.

"Wujiyuan is a place where the strong prey on the weak. Living things are the biggest danger, but also the best food. The aura left on this scale represents danger. Anyone weaker than it will become prey in front of it. The thing at the bottom of the cliff doesn't dare to chase me, and I can move freely in the miasma forest because of this."

Meng Ziyuan was incredulous: "Just the remaining aura alone can frighten a ten-thousand-year-old monster?"

"It only means that it is scary enough to make them afraid."

"What kind of existence would that be?"

Liu Yunzi smiled ashamedly, shook his head, and sighed: "Humans are not like animals, who can identify a lot of information from the breath. I just picked up this scale by accident. I don't know what it is. There are too many things in Wujiyuan that we have never heard of or seen."

His voice was one of powerlessness.

The expressions of several people also became solemn, and they were full of awe for the three thousand years that Liu Yunzi stayed in Wuji Abyss.

The questions in his ears stopped. Liu Yunzi turned around and saw the expressions of the few people. He understood everything and immediately put on a happy smile and said, "Okay, I have talked about the basics. It's time to talk about what I have gained in the past three thousand years."

Jiang Tingwan's eyes lit up. Liu Yunzi had said so much and finally got to the most crucial point.

What she is most concerned about now is how true Wen Bumian’s speculation about Wujiyuan is.

"Please give me some advice, uncle." Jiang Tingwan said.

Liu Yunzi took two steps toward the edge of the cliff and cast his gaze toward the icebergs and snow-capped mountains in the distance.

"I've said before that Wujiyuan is a place that changes all the time. In some places, there may be different wonders every day, and behind these changes are adventures. Whenever the mountain shape is distorted, it is like a distortion of time and space, and there may be a hexagonal distorted mirror, leading to another different place. The time and place where these hexagonal mirrors appear are mostly irregular, but I found the only place in three thousand years that may have a regular pattern."

His eyes were fixed on one direction, and when they followed his gaze, they saw only a cold sea of ​​icebergs and snow.

"Here it is!"

I don't know who said this excitedly, but Jiang Tingwan's heart was in her throat. Why didn't the probability problem she mentioned before have any effect at all?

Or maybe she let it slip at that time. She shouldn't just target those disciples of the Immortal Sect, but should also include Mu Yunzhong and herself.

When he thought of this, Jiang Tingwan took a breath of cold air. It was not rigorous, too not rigorous.

Jiang Tingwan's expression was one of annoyance and regret. Mu Yun, who was standing by, had no intention of listening to what Wujiyuan was. He just kept watching Jiang Tingwan's reaction, knowing only that she was worried about something huge.

"Where will the hexagonal mirror lead to?"

Meng Ziyuan and the other two were still asking questions, taking turns. Every time Liu Yunzi answered, Jiang Tingwan's heart tightened a little.

Liu Yunzi shook his head. "Although I have been here for three thousand years, I still don't know enough about this place, especially the world behind this hexagonal mirror."

"I have entered the Prism three times. I lost half my life the first time I entered. That experience taught me that if you are not strong enough, you should not easily explore any unknown place. Therefore, I dared to enter the Prism for the second time after entering the Zhongtian level. There I found a Wutong spirit tree that is exactly the same as the one in Wenhe Academy, but I had to retreat because of a fierce battle."

"But when I entered for the third time, it was a completely different world from the last time. There was no life there, not even the sun or the moon. It was completely dark. Every moment I stayed there, my cultivation level declined. Even though I had no opponent, I almost lost my life. Apart from this scale, I got nothing."

“But it was after that time that I suddenly understood that the description of the coexistence of danger and opportunity in the Wuji Abyss actually refers to the world behind the hexagonal mirror, where there are treasures beyond our cognition.”

Liu Yunzi brought too much information and everyone was shocked, but the next moment a trace of regret appeared on his face.

"However, I have not fully mastered the rules of this hexagonal mirror, and cannot accurately judge what the world behind it looks like, and what kind of dangers it contains. With your current strength, I am afraid that except for this kid, you will not be able to escape unscathed after encountering danger." Liu Yunzi said as he looked at Mu Yunzhong.

"So, even if the hexagonal mirror really appears, I can't let you in. I can only hope that you can use the resources you bring back today to train the next generation of outstanding disciples. If everyone can reach the strength of the lower heaven level, there will be hope that everyone can walk out alive."

After these words were spoken, the hearts of the younger generations were already surging with excitement. Their admiration for Liu Yunzi had reached its peak, and they fell into deep thought.

Jiang Tingwan felt relieved after listening to Liu Yunzi's next words, but avoidance is not the way to solve the problem, and this day will come sooner or later.

She turned around unconsciously to look at Mu Yunzhong, but found that his eyes were always on her. When he met her gaze, he frowned with concern.

"However, since we are here, I will definitely give you the best." Liu Yunzi looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance again, "In addition to the hexagonal mirror that may appear here, there is also a top-grade spiritual vein hidden here."

As soon as Liu Yunzi's words came out, the eyes of Meng Ziyuan and the other two lit up almost at the same time, and even Mu Qingge's face was shocked.

"Top-grade spiritual vein?"

Liu Yunzi said affirmatively: "That's right, only a top-grade spiritual vein can condense a piece of top-grade spiritual stones. Under this snow mountain, they are continuous."

Jiang Tingwan opened his eyes wide in shock. Spiritual stones are the universal currency and basic resources for cultivation in this world. Those with impurities and impure fluorescence are ordinary spiritual stones, while those that are crystal clear, pure, and flawless are top-grade spiritual stones. The spiritual power and value contained in a top-grade spiritual stone are equivalent to 1 ordinary spiritual stones. However, the spiritual power contained in a top-grade spiritual stone cannot be measured by a : exchange ratio, and its mining is extremely difficult.

If a sect could gain control of the mining rights to a top-grade spiritual vein, it would not only mean freedom of spiritual stones, but also that all treasures in the world could be purchased with it as long as there was a price.

"But why can't we feel even a trace of spiritual power fluctuation?" Meng Ziyuan looked at the white snow-capped mountains in the darkness and couldn't believe it.

That's because the ice and snow themselves have the power of isolation, and people can only discover their location when the snow melts.

"The snow and ice are melting?"

It is simply unimaginable to wait until the snow and ice melt in such a vast world of ice and snow.

"It will be soon." Liu Yunzi said mysteriously, turned around, found a place to light a fire, and sat down. "You will see a spectacle soon, and it will be worth your trip."