Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

"Only by gathering the main forces of the Tiannan region can we have a chance to resist this torrent."

"If we rely on the power of a single sect or country alone, I'm afraid it will collapse as soon as it comes into contact, which will eventually lead to a serious weakening of our own strength, or even annihilation."

"Therefore, this decisive battle is inevitable, and we must go all out to achieve victory in one blow and completely weaken the fighting power of the Mulan people. We must not have any chances."

Dongmentu's eyes flickered and he asked:

"Why did the Mulan people engage in gambling battles instead of directly fighting?"

"And they dare to bet so heavily. Even the big sects can hardly come up with so many rare materials. Isn't it said that the cultivation resources in Mulan Grassland are scarce?"

Another person seemed to understand this and explained:

“Although the spiritual stone mines and some commonly used raw material production areas in Mulan Grassland are indeed not many compared to its huge number of magicians.”

“But its reserves of rare materials are quite abundant, some of which are even richer than our Tiannan.”

“So it’s not surprising that they can come up with so much material.”

Dongmen Tu pondered after hearing this:

"I see. But they are so confident that they can win the bet. Do they think we are all made of clay?"

"Except for cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, everyone else can participate. Each bet is ten life-and-death bets."

Everyone present was shrewd and calculating, so they naturally understood that the bet proposed by Mulan must be strange or contain some tricks, so they began to think deeply about the inappropriateness of it.

Wang Lin curled his lips.

This is naturally a trap.

Ten cultivators who were pulled to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul by external forces were used to set up a formation to imprison the ten cultivators from Tiannan except for the three great cultivators.

The balance of victory will naturally tilt towards Mulanfashi.

Although Wang Lin knew the trick, he did not explain.

Because according to the development of the plot, Tiannan won in the end.

As for the twists and turns, Wang Lin didn't worry about them.

The terms of the challenge were clear: the fight would take place before the two armies, and no tricks were allowed.

Every monk who goes into battle will carry the rare materials they bet on, and the winner will directly take the opponent's storage bag as a trophy.

There is a rather unusual rule in the challenge letter: ten gambling battles must be carried out simultaneously, and regardless of the outcome, the monks are not allowed to flee the battlefield and can only fight to the death.

Therefore, the gambling battle takes place in a closed space barrier that is jointly arranged by both parties.

During the battle, people are sent to supervise the operation of the magic circle to prevent any cheating.

"Even so, the Mulans may be hiding something, but this may be an opportunity for us."

"If we can weaken several high-level monks of the enemy before the armies engage in battle, it will be extremely beneficial to us." One person analyzed.

"I'm afraid the Mulan people's plan coincides with yours." The other person immediately responded with a sneer.

The old man surnamed Kuang was the first to express his opinion. There was obvious disdain in his tone:
"The Mulan people want to start a gambling war, why should we care? There is no need to participate."

"After seven days, we should act according to the established arrangements and not accept the so-called gambling war. This way, even if the other party has any tricks, it will be difficult to succeed."

Master Zhiyang sighed helplessly and said:
"Although what Fellow Daoist Kuang said makes sense, we must participate in this gambling battle and we must win."

Hearing this, the old man surnamed Kuang frowned and said with displeasure:
"What do you mean by that, Master? How can we let the Mulan people manipulate us?"

After hearing this proposal, the other old monsters nodded in agreement.

"The three of us understand the hidden truth. When the Mulan people attacked us, they captured many cultivators, most of whom were from the Nine Nations Alliance. Many of our disciples from various sects and schools who came to support us were also captured."

"The messenger said that there were a thousand captives."

Someone wondered:
"What do you mean? If they don't accept the bet, will they really dare to kill the captives? If so, aren't the Mulan people afraid that we will retaliate in other ways?"

Master Zhiyang explained with a gloomy look:

"The messenger did not mention killing the prisoners, but repeatedly said that he would give us a chance to rescue these monks."

"The conditions are to hold ten gambling fights. In addition to these materials, they will also add more than a hundred captured monks as stakes in each fight."

"As long as we can win, these people can be released."

After these words were spoken, all the old monsters present looked at each other in bewilderment.

At first glance, more than a thousand monks did not seem to be a lot, and most of them were low-level monks with low cultivation, so it seemed that they did not need to be threatened by the other side.

However, anyone who dares to suggest not saving these people will become the target of public criticism.

The individual strength of some monks may not be outstanding.

However, the number of families and sects, large and small, represented by them is extremely large.

What is particularly noteworthy is that among these monks, a considerable number were unfortunately captured by the Mulan people while trying to resist the fierce offensive of the mages.

If this situation is not properly resolved, the morale of the army is likely to suffer a severe blow before the war is fully launched.

Low-level monks will inevitably feel chilled by this and will no longer fight with all their might, or may even choose to retreat.

"I never thought that these barbarians from the grasslands could come up with such a sinister and cunning plan."

"In the past, when they invaded our territory, they rarely used wisdom and strategy, and mostly attacked with force."

“But this time, they were extremely ruthless. We knew it was a trap, but we had no choice but to jump in for the sake of the overall situation.”

Long Han sighed slightly, looking helpless, and spoke slowly.

The rest of the people naturally understood what Long Han said.

Everyone was equally filled with helplessness and resentment, secretly cursing the Mulan people for their cunning behavior.

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and shook his head gently.

Naturally, the people of Mulan could not think of such evil ideas, and this was all thanks to the cultivators of the Great Jin Demon Sect.

These guys are all vicious and have extremely sinister intentions.

"Everyone is clear. No matter what the other party's intentions are, we must fight back."

At this time, Master Zhiyang looked around at everyone in the hall and said in a heavy tone: "

"In this competition, we must go all out to defeat our opponents, otherwise our morale will be seriously damaged."

"From the way the other party proposed the challenge, it seems that they did not intend to cheat in the battle, but had other intentions. Therefore, participants do not need to worry about being treated unfairly."

"If anything unexpected happens, we will intervene in time to stop it. However, this is a life-and-death battle. Whether to fight or not depends entirely on the wishes of fellow Taoists. We will never force you."

"Volunteer?"

This statement made the old monsters present secretly sneer in their hearts, and then they exchanged flickering glances, but no one spoke.

No one is a fool!
Even though there may be hidden secrets behind this gambling fight, no one is willing to take the risk easily.

After all, to reach this level of cultivation, who wouldn’t have gone through hundreds of years of hard practice to achieve it?

How could he easily put himself in danger?

Wang Lin stood aside calmly, with no intention of coming forward. At this moment, everyone in the hall had a solemn look on their faces, and the atmosphere seemed particularly depressing.

When the old demon Hehuan saw this scene, his face suddenly darkened and he snorted coldly.

The sound of this cold snort was like a bone-chilling cold wind, penetrating everyone's eardrums and causing the faces of the monks present to change slightly.

However, everyone remained seated firmly, no one stood up to talk, and the whole scene seemed extremely awkward.

Master Zhiyang shook his head slightly, with a hint of helplessness on his face.

Wei Wuya narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.

This awkward atmosphere did not last long, and Master Zhiyang broke the silence again.

He slowly said:
"My two fellow Taoists and I had discussed this carefully before coming here. This gambling battle is indeed fraught with danger."

"Therefore, we have decided that if a cultivator who participates in the battle wins, all the rare materials won in this gambling battle will belong to the winner personally."

"This way, it can be regarded as a compensation for the risks taken by the monks who go to war. I wonder what you fellow Taoists think about this?"

"According to what I know, several fellow Taoists are in need of some rare materials on their cultivation path, and they have been searching everywhere but have not been able to find what they want."

"The three of us do have some collections that may be able to meet the needs of these fellow Taoists."

After Master Zhiyang said this, his eyes slowly swept across the faces of everyone in the hall.

Surprisingly, this gaze also included Wang Lin.

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

I have been searching for the ice dragon spirit beast for a long time. It seems that these three Nascent Soul cultivators have what I want.

The other monks present were no ordinary people either, and they also showed expressions of surprise and confusion on their faces.

Although the Taoist priest offered tempting conditions that made most people excited, no one dared to step forward to accept the challenge for a while.

However, at this critical moment, Wei Wuya, who had remained silent, suddenly looked up at the Soul-Breaking Master, his lips moving slightly, as if he was conveying a message in secret.

The expression of the Soul-Breaking Master, who had originally lowered his head in deep thought, suddenly changed. He was shocked at first, and then turned into surprise and joy.

After hearing what Wei Wuya said, Soul-Breaking Master opened and closed his mouth silently, as if he was having a secret discussion with him.

After a moment, Soul-Breaking Master seemed hesitant, his face changing constantly. At the same time, the black-robed man was also transmitting a message to the Hehuan Demon.

This old demon had been acting nonchalant since entering the hall, but after receiving the message from the sect's great elder, he immediately frowned and looked gloomy.

Although it is unknown what message the black-robed man conveyed, it is certain that this conversation had an impact on the situation.

"Okay, as long as the Master can keep his promise, what's the harm in me taking a risk once?"

After some thought, Soul-Breaking Master said this.

Hearing these words, the other old men were stunned.

At this critical moment, the old demon Yunlu suddenly spoke up. He sneered and said that fellow Daoist Shattered Soul had already participated, and he was willing to go as well, only because those rare materials were so tempting that it would be a pity to throw them away.

However, the anger between his brows revealed his inner unhappiness.

The other monks looked at each other, and although they did not say anything, they were secretly surprised.

The joining of these two people undoubtedly made the others present feel uneasy.

Afterwards, the three great monks talked with several people in turn. Most of them were either happy or worried after listening to the conversation. They all agreed to participate in the gambling battle. Only two people refused coldly. Wang Lin witnessed this scene and had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

At this moment, the voice of Master Zhiyang reached his ears:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I heard that you are looking for spirit beasts with the bloodline of the Ice True Dragon. Is this true?"

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he heard this.

It was no secret that he asked the Tiandao League to collect spirit beasts with the bloodline of the Ice True Dragon on his behalf, so it was reasonable for the other party to know about it.

"Yes!"

Wang Lin did not hide anything and replied directly.

Master Zhiyang smiled and responded, "Fellow Daoist Wei and I happen to have some spirit beasts with the blood of the Frost Dragon. Fellow Daoist Wang can check them out."

"Since Master Zhiyang has said so, I am willing to join the battle!"

Wang Lin raised his lips slightly and replied via voice transmission.

After getting Wang Lin's agreement, Master Zhiyang smiled and nodded continuously.

Afterwards, within a short period of time, five people agreed to join the war, while several others needed to think carefully before giving a response.

Despite this, Zhiyang and others are quite satisfied with the result.

Therefore, they stopped communicating with others through telepathy and began to plan specific strategies to deal with the army of mages.

Wang Lin sat in the hall, listening to the analysis of the strengths and weaknesses of the army of mages by Zhong Laoguai and others, as well as details such as how to use formation flags and other formation tools to deal with the mages' extremely tricky spiritual formation.

However, Wang Lin's mind had already drifted elsewhere. He had been thinking about the Xuantian Immortal Vine.

Next, how to obtain this fairy vine.

After the Xuantian Immortal Vine bears fruit, it becomes the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword.

The Xuantian treasure ranked third in the spiritual world.

Therefore, no matter what, he must get the Xuantian Immortal Vine.

Although it is very complicated to revive this fairy vine, the rewards are still worth it.

The party lasted for nearly an hour. The three great cultivators were led by Master Zhiyang, and the old demon Hehuan occasionally made supplementary remarks, while Wei Wuya remained silent.

During the discussion, Master Zhiyang and Old Demon Hehuan showed great respect for Long Han and would always ask for his opinion whenever they encountered matters related to the Tiandao Alliance.

Obviously, the combined strength of Long Han and his wife is enough to rival one of the three great cultivators, and this is not an exaggeration.

As for Wang Lin, Master Zhiyang and the other two also gave him enough face.

No matter what the matter is, Wang Lin's opinion will be asked.

But Wang Lin didn’t want to worry about these things, everything was: all was possible!

This also made the three monks look at each other in bewilderment.

Eventually, everything was agreed upon, and the monks who had not participated in the gambling battle were assigned specific duties.

Following Master Zhiyang's words of "Fellow Taoists, go back and prepare," everyone said goodbye.

However, Wang Lin and three other cultivators were left alone, as if they were entrusted with an important task.

Among the other two, one was the old demon Yunlu, and the other was a beautiful woman with a pale complexion.

During the previous discussion, the woman remained silent and did not make any comments.

The old demon Yunlu and the big man in black robe quietly left the crowd in full view of everyone.

The old demon Yunlu was in awe of the big man in black robe and followed him silently towards the side hall.

Seeing this, Master Zhiyang decided to use this opportunity to discuss cooperation with Wang Lin and the woman. (End of this chapter)