Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Since he knew he had a treasure in his hands, Wang Qiye stopped the sorting work at hand. He found a hidden corner of a large rock in the canyon, sat cross-legged and meditated, waiting for someone to come.

However, after four hours, no one showed up. Wang Qiye was in full condition, even the heaviest sword wound had almost healed. As long as he was not attacked here again, he could do some big moves without any problem.

Your pace is too slow. Well, I'll just take a nap and wait for you guys.

Wang Qiye leaned against the stone wall and fell into a light sleep. However, the fireworks signal symbols that lit up from time to time in the sky above the Habala Flag Battle destined this to be an uneasy night.

***

"Yun Ruoyan, what's wrong?"

"Reporting to Senior Brother Ling, in another hour, this mechanical puppet - Shadow Blade, will be assembled."

Yun Ruoyan wiped the sweat from her forehead and continued to manipulate her spiritual sense to quickly assemble a precision component.

Looking at this octagonal spider that was as big as a small room, with four ferocious claws on its back and shiny armor on its body, each of its feet was a masterpiece that took three years to carefully craft. This thing could no longer be called a puppet, but a killing machine that carried many Qi Refining weapons.

"Zhu Qishan, be alert."

Ling Mufeng gave instructions and then looked at the other disciples in the "psychedelic array" one by one. "It's a pity that Wang Dafu couldn't come to join us, otherwise, he could have saved his life."

After a while, Master Youliang secretly took a sip of wine. Ning Yuxi and Ye Qingyao were helping Yun Ruoyan. Zhu Qishan was in charge of the formation alert operation, and Mo Yifei was protecting him. Chu Liyue was meditating to conserve her energy in case of an accident.

With the advantage of being the first to attack, everyone in Lingxi Valley decided to meet up at a place on the edge of the Habala Flag Battle, and prepared to assemble the "Shadow Blade" before charging in. So far, the whole plan is going smoothly.

"Brother Ling, are we going to attack the black flag or defend the white flag?"

Shi Youliang came over and said with a drunken breath.

"Of course we're going to attack the black flag. Protecting the white flag is a bit of an insult to the Eight-clawed Shadow Blade."

Ling Mufeng took a look at the four retractable blades on the puppet and was full of confidence.

This teacher and friend Liangcai moved his eyes from the wine jug to the "Shadow Blade", and his mind was shaken.

***

In a rocky valley, none of the ten people from Wanjian Mountain had lost any members. The woman in red, Zhang Meng, and Xue Laosan, protected by seven fellow disciples and formations, were breaking through their foundation-building stages. It was clear that they had reached a critical juncture.

There are more than fifty places similar to Wanjian Mountain, not to mention the countless people who are still secretly assembling foundation-building methods.

Of the 235 sects that entered the Habala Flag Seizing Battle, at least two-thirds had the means of the foundation-building period. It all depended on whether these people could meet up as they wished. After all, the Mechanical City, the Teacher's Retreat Building, the Yihong Courtyard, the Skylark Building, the Lion Head Temple, the Black Feather Mountain, and the Long River Valley. They didn't even survive the first night, and not only did they lose these means, but their main forces were probably lost.

***

The night of the Habala Flag Battle was terribly dull. There was not a single star in the sky, not even the moon. The buzzing of mosquitoes seemed particularly depressing in the silence of the night, as if a great conspiracy was about to unfold.

Such a night added a touch of weirdness to the whole canyon. But in a corner of the canyon, Wang Qiye, who was leaning against the stone wall and sleeping lightly, was not disturbed. With the killing god in his heart, he naturally slept like a god.

"Ding-five, ding-six, let's go."

A man in black retracted his head from looking towards the canyon and kicked the two people lying under the stone.

"Brother, has the young man in green robe left?"

Ding Liu rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"They haven't left, but it's almost dawn. We haven't seen anyone from Gufeng Village for an hour. I think they've given up."

Ding Yuanshan took the lead and quietly moved down the hill. After waiting for so long, no one had gone to explore the canyon, so it seemed that there would be no chance anymore.

"Brother, shall we go meet up with my younger sister now, or where shall we go?"

Ding Wu moved quickly and followed Ding Yuanshan.

"Let's meet up first. The city defense crossbow should be assembled. Unfortunately, we only brought three arrows. But as long as they can be retrieved after being shot, I believe I can definitely set up the talisman formation for them. Our Ding Family Fort should also shine this time."

Ding Yuanshan walked briskly and reached the foot of the mountain in a few steps. He pointed out a direction and walked forward.

"What a pity, that city defense crossbow is too big and inconvenient to move. Otherwise, we should move it over to this Taoist in green robe."

Ding Wu looked up at the hill and quickly followed Ding Yuanshan.

The rising sun dyed the entire canyon red. The mountain breeze blew, and a few weeds rolled at the bottom of the valley and were blown away into the distance.

The first ray of sunlight hit Wang Qiye's face as he leaned against the big stone wall. His eyelashes fluttered a few times before he reluctantly opened his eyes. The newly risen sunlight was not scorching, otherwise it would surely make his eyes lazy. After stretching, Wang Qiye opened his mouth and yawned. After a fight, he slept really well last night.

"Hey, it looks like no one is coming. Let's finish our meal and collect the spoils."

After casting a water ball spell, Wang Qiye washed his face first and checked his injuries from yesterday. They were completely healed. After moving his arm a little and feeling no discomfort, Wang Qiye took out two pancakes from his storage bag and started to eat breakfast.

After taking a few bites and casting a water ball spell, Wang Qiye drank it all. He nodded slightly. The 34 monks lying in the canyon yesterday, plus Lu Shanke's two younger brothers, contributed a total of 23 storage bags. Needless to say, the storage bags alone earned him more than 2 spirit stones.

Wang Qiye took a few more bites of the pancake and felt that the pancake was no longer worthy of his status. Wang Qiye touched his stomach and said, "Brother, bear with it for a few more days. When you get out, I will definitely treat you to delicious food and drinks."

After swallowing the cake in a few more bites, Wang Qiye bit the cake in his left hand and placed the 23 storage bags in front of him with his right hand. He touched one of them at random with his right hand and shook it in his hand, but he couldn't judge the contents by the weight.

"Open the blind box."

Then he probed his spiritual consciousness into the storage bag. The owner of this storage bag should be a female cultivator. There were two sets of black night clothes, several girls' underwear, and a few days of dry food. Then the main event came. The 36 spiritual stones and 43 talismans were not in the storage bag. He found her magic weapon. I think it can't escape. It's in the remaining 22 storage bags.

The first one that didn’t win the grand prize, Wang Qiye ate all the sesame cakes in his hand to vent his anger, and then cast a water ball spell to drink his fill.

"Are we really going to bring back the old ways and wash our hands?"

At first, Wang Qiye refused, but he felt that it would not take long, so he cast another water ball spell, washed his hands, and to be on the safe side, this time he directly grabbed the storage bag of the person who committed suicide and took it out.

There were 325 spiritual stones, 53 talismans, 5 magic tools, and a bunch of sundries inside. There was even a storage bag inside. Wang Qiye's eyes lit up, and he took out the storage bag and looked inside. There were only mechanical puppet parts inside. I guess this was part of the "self-destructing exquisite ball". But there was no instruction manual. How to assemble this thing?

Finally, something good came out, and I felt relieved. Wang Qiye picked up another storage bag. This one looked familiar. It turned out to be the master who died under the knife of "One Heart Flowing". He couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Wang Qiye was not disappointed. There were actually two storage bags inside. Wang Qiye sorted them out. There were three storage bags, seven magic tools, 7 spiritual stones, 226 talismans, and a bunch of miscellaneous items.

Still, there must be something expert there. Damn, it would be great if Fu Lu could be sold here so that I can use it as much as I can. I guess I can’t use up all the ones I’ve opened now even after the Habara flag-grabbing battle.

He grabbed another storage bag, which contained only 23 spiritual stones, 12 talismans, and a bunch of miscellaneous items. There was not even a magic weapon. Wang Qiye understood again that this person should be the loser, and the magic weapon was in the storage bag of the winner.

Wang Qiye divided the remaining storage bags into two, leaving the storage bags of the four people who were confronting the self-destructive people, and then opened all of them.

There were actually several storage bags of masters inside, perhaps they died too early, some of them had five or six magic tools, some of them had storage bags inside, and one of them had more than a thousand spiritual stones in it, which touched Wang Qiye. Among these, two more storage bags containing mechanical puppet parts were found, adding the original one, a total of three.

There were so many things that Wang Qiye was extravagant that he started to put a storage bag for each type of item. He also took out paper and a brush, wrote labels on the bags, and pasted them on.

Spirit stone storage bag, magic weapon storage bag, talisman storage bag, hidden weapon and arrow storage bag, clothes storage bag, dry food storage bag, talisman material storage bag, healing poison storage bag, formation material storage bag, puppet material storage bag, medicinal material storage bag, self-destructive exquisite ball storage bag, and miscellaneous item storage bag.

Wang Qiye was exhausted just by sorting these out. He looked at the last four storage bags with his eyes shining. He first picked up the storage bag that he had attacked and tragically killed with the water-stopping knife.

There were indeed two storage bags inside, both of which were opened. There were 2 spiritual stones, 553 magic tools, 6 talismans, and a bunch of sundries.

The first one was so dazzling, worthy of being the last one to survive. Wang Qiye quickly put them into his classified storage bag and grabbed another one. This one was the white-robed monk who blew himself up with the besieged people.

There are a total of 5 storage bags, 756 spirit stones, 11 magic weapons, 446 talismans, a pile of formation materials, and a pile of miscellaneous items.

"Yes, yes, these people are the big players!"

Wang Qiye picked up the storage bag of the man in the blue robe and the spear. There were 4 storage bags, 594 spirit stones, 7 magic weapons, 264 talismans, a pile of talisman materials, and a pile of miscellaneous items in it.

"Well, that's enough. I have already collected his spear weapon. This harvest is worthy of his strength."

Wang Qiye looked at the black-robed monk's storage bag with envy. There was actually another storage bag containing mechanical puppet parts in it. However, there were a few more books in this storage bag. Wang Qiye picked it up and took a look. It turned out to be the assembly method of the "Self-Destructing Linglong Ball". The four books were exactly the same. It seemed that he had to find several people to assemble it together, which would be faster.

"Hey, it's too early to put the Lushanke away. Let's finish the things in this storage bag first."

This black robe's storage bag, plus the one for the puppet parts, contains a total of 5 bags, 672 spirit stones, 375 talismans, 9 magic weapons, a pile of formation materials, and a pile of miscellaneous items.

Finally, everything was sorted out, including my original three storage bags, four magic weapons, 3 spirit stones, and 4 talismans.

He now has a total of 45 storage bags, 6637 spirit stones, 56 magic weapons, 2368 talismans, four storage bags of materials for "Self-destructive Linglong Balls", two sets of foundation-building period combination talismans, and a bunch of other miscellaneous items.

There might be more gains inside, but Wang Qiye didn’t know what they were. The two sets of combination talismans were packed in four special boxes and were discovered by Wang Qiye.

Wang Qiye was naturally overjoyed at such a harvest, and felt that these things almost shook his determination to die.