Chapter 12 Is there an ancient cave in this place?
"My sect's cave, right?"

Yin bowed slightly, "We'll trade you the cave on the other side."

The clan leader did not reply immediately, but looked at Yin's smiling face carefully. After a moment, he sneered and said, "Let's see how it goes. We can talk about it when the battlefield is about to end."

"Also," the burly man stood up and looked down at him with his height, which was twice as tall as Yin, "Let someone else come talk to you next time. You make me sick just by looking at you."

The smile on Yin's face remained unchanged, and he even nodded and bent over: "I will take your words back." Then he left with a smile.

"Humph, the traitor still dares to live."

……

Although Yin encountered obstacles on the side, the other several sects were making smooth progress. Under this arrangement, some younger caves in the enemy camp would be replaced by older caves in their own camp after the war.

It can be said that everything is ready, except for Xie Ling's collapse.

As a spectator, Xie Ling could naturally see all of Yingtian Sect's little movements.

"Only one month? You're underestimating my ability, Xie Ling."

If it weren't for Lao Jiu's sharing of the burden, he felt that he could have held on for another five months. Now that Lao Jiu was sharing the burden:
"At least half a year!"

This is a little self-consolation in the midst of bad news. Xie Ling still has half a year to figure out a solution.

In his own cave, a group of children were building blocks with the Corpse King on top of the mountain of corpses.

It's just that the blocks are a bit too big, obviously pieces of carefully cut black boulders.

The leader of the children, Xiang Bingtong, was directing his younger brothers and sisters to do the cutting work, and then asked his sister Xiang Shixian to direct the corpse king to place the boulder in the planned location.

The couple, he, and his other sisters and brothers did not understand why the Corpse King was willing to listen to the Poet Immortal.

But it was such a fate that when the couple was busy running around to investigate the anomalies in the world and could not go home, the neglected Xiang Shixian would ride on the corpse king's neck every day to keep it in a daze.

When his parents came back, Xiang Shixian came out with the Corpse King.

The Immortal Poet was still sitting on the Corpse King's neck, pinching his ears with both hands.

"Yes, put it here. Put this stone here."

Without specifically pointing out the location, the Corpse King could understand what he meant and put the stone back in place accurately.

This is the secret of the Immortal Poet and the Corpse King. Their minds were connected after they read a scripture engraved in the cave wall.

Only the little poet who sat on the corpse king's neck every day could see the scriptures hidden in the cave wall.

The scripture also disappeared after the Corpse King stood up on his own.

As the huge stone in his hand was put down, the first step of the foundation of an altar was completed. The little poet got off the back of the corpse king and went home with his brothers and sisters for dinner.

At the dinner table, Xiang Bing openly told the children about his new discovery. The speed at which the world has shrunk has slowed down in the past few days, but the world is still very large, and it is far from the time to open up new battlefields to slow down the speed.

But apart from the emergence of new battlefields, there is no reason to slow down.

"Could there be a new battlefield that is not included in the Yingtian Sect's plan?" The junior sister asked while drinking a sip of wild boar soup and gave Xiang Bingtong a look of praise.

"Poet, eat slowly. When you're done, bring the remaining pork to the Corpse King."

"Hmm." The poet wolfed down the food without listening to his father at all, still with his head buried in the bowl.

"This possibility is very small, but it does fit the current situation. However, if an unknown battlefield is discovered, it means..."

"The appearance of the ancient cave?" The thin Xiang Sixiang suddenly interrupted.

"If you can finish this bowl of rice today, I will allow you to ask questions again." Fu Tong knocked Xiang Sixiang on the head with a chopstick.

As people who have been subject to rules imposed by God, Xie Ling, none of the children have poor physical fitness or aptitude for cultivation.

In addition to Xiang Sixiang,

He didn't like eating, but he loved to learn about the world. He knew the most among his brothers and sisters, including the demise of his parents' sect, the current situation of the cave, various ancient secrets of communicating with heaven and earth, etc. However, his cultivation had not yet reached the level of fasting to transform spiritual energy, so no matter how much help [Fresh and Tender] gave him, it was useless, and he still looked thin.

Xiang Bing and Fu Tong had already been fasting, but they enjoyed eating with the children and drinking soup beside them.

"When the ancient cave heaven appears, the war will stop immediately, and Yingtian Sect's first goal will become to seize the cave heaven."

"Then the world's shrinkage will slow down further, or even stop, and our altar will be more perfect."

"No, we just need to maintain the most basic state of being born. No matter how perfect the altar is, it will be useless if we can't survive after being born."

Fu Tong nodded, sighed and put down her bowl and chopsticks.

Xiang Bing reached out and held his junior sister's hand under the table.

"I've already seen hope, don't..."

"I'm done eating!" Xiang Shixian shouted, put down his bowl and chopsticks, knocked over the bench and ran out.

Xiang Bingtong silently gave a thumbs up to the back of the poet girl under the table, picked up the most worn-out-looking stool, and continued to eat slowly.

Fu Tong pulled her hand back shyly and gave Xiang Bing a cold look.

……

The poet ran out of the door and found the Corpse King. He took him to take away the remaining body of the wild boar. While watching him devour the flesh and blood, he told the Corpse King the new information.

"So, we have to speed up the process. As long as the altar is built, we can go to your hometown world."

The Corpse King chewed the pork without moving.

"What? You don't want to go out? Why? Don't you want to see your hometown? My parents want to go back and visit occasionally. Besides, if you don't go out, this place will be destroyed sooner or later."

"..."

"It's nice here, but you can only eat pork and other things. You can't even eat people."

"..."

"I'm not a demon. You're the Corpse King. How can a Corpse King be as kind as you? In the story my brother told me, the Corpse King could make a second-rate immortal sect move with just a roar."

"..."

"Hey, you are so weak and you are not willing to go out and develop. Then when I become an immortal and ascend to heaven and become famous in the world, your name will not be included in my title."

"..."

"The name I gave you is so nice! No, you have to like it even if you don't like it! Li Bai is the most amazing person in my dream! Don't eat it, it won't make you smarter anyway."

The Corpse King silently put down the wild boar, with only the pig's butt left, walked out of the cave, aimed in the direction, and successfully threw the pig's butt into a swamp far away.

A bony hand dragged the pig's butt deep into the swamp.

The war is still escalating, and each sect has its own interests. Although the promise of Yingtian Sect is tempting, the immortal sects all have their own ideas.

The Yingtian Sect also stopped its efforts. There had not been a war for too long, and it was difficult to fool these immortal sects. It would be better to let them suffer a little loss.

Anyway, as long as the origin of the cave world is consumed, the Yingtian Sect that has made the greatest contribution will receive God's grace again, while the fortune of the sect that has fought the hardest and caused the most damage will be weakened.

It seemed as if the Yingtian Sect had seen that they had come back to beg for mercy, and even secretly added fuel to the fire, causing several veteran Spirit Severing Stage cultivators to return to heaven and earth.

Two months later, the leaders of Yingtian Sect looked at the battlefield which was still recovering with a despairing look.

In front of the ancestral hall, the clan leader angrily threw the tea set in his hand and smashed it:

"What on earth will these pig-brains want to make them stop fighting? An ancient cave has appeared in this place!!!"

(End of this chapter)

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