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Yunxi immediately bared her teeth and said, "Don't laugh!"

"...and he's even gotten addicted to acting?"

Xie Mo immediately stopped smiling, becoming a well-behaved kidnapped child, and obediently took out a large clump of runes from his storage bag.

There are nearly two or three hundred of them.

"!!!"

Nightfall was shocked.

Instantly recalling Yunxi using a bowl to hold pills, Ye Jin pursed his lips. As a sword cultivator, he usually had to steal swords from others, and Ye Jin couldn't help but feel a little inferior. He took two steps back in frustration: "Are you all this rich now?"

Xie Mo was genuinely unaware of the other talisman cultivators; he was simply bored within the sect.

While others need to run dungeons, he doesn't, saving more time to draw talismans. He has stored hundreds of talismans of almost every type in his storage bag, as long as he knows how to draw them and thinks they are useful.

Xie Mo thought for a moment, then took out a huge stack of colorful talismans and placed them all in Yun hope's hands, piling them up high so that Yun hope's head was nowhere to be found for a moment.

Xie Mo said, "Keep a few dozen of these runes for yourselves, and give the rest to Qi Jue."

Qi Jue took a bite of the sesame seed cake, his eyes widening with emotion: "Waaaaah, Second Senior Brother~"

"Yoho~"

Yunxi cheered and happily ran back, carrying a huge pile of runes: "Come on, let's divide the spoils!"

Qi Jue is also a sword cultivator, and like Ye Jin, he doesn't need to buy a sword, although he doesn't steal them either.

The boy said that he had saved up all the money he had saved by living frugally and bought the recording stone and delicious food. He was indeed a little poor at that time, especially now that he had a foodie team, a junior sister, and a dog. Qi Jue felt that his wallet was empty. His eyes lit up immediately, and he stuffed the half-eaten sesame seed cake into Xie Mo's hand: "Second senior brother, can you hold this for me?"

Qi Jue was at ease leaving Xie Mo in charge, since Xie Mo didn't eat much and usually practiced fasting.

He turned around and went over to divide the spoils with Yunxi.

There was a relatively clean-looking large rock nearby. Yunxi placed the rune on it and began to wave to the others: "Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother."

Nightfall followed, and was stuffed with a thick stack of runes, at least seventy or eighty of them.

Yunxi was very fair: "Third Senior Brother contributed more, so he gets more."

Night Ember looked down at the swarm of speed runes.

Well, how should I put it?

I was a little touched, but...

He really doesn't want to see this right now.

The boy didn't mince words, stuffing the runes into his storage pouch and giving Xie Mo a slightly disdainful look: "Next time, refine more useful runes."

Shermö: "...I was wrong."

The division of the spoils was completed quickly, and the group decided to rest for a while in the forest.

Ye Jin took out the token and flipped through it. It seemed that the teams participating in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits had been basically determined.

Among them, the team that deserves their most attention is the small team led by Lu Qiwu, whose members include Lin Wuwang, Song Hemian, Shen Tingsong, and Zhou Baichuan.

Yunxi leaned closer and exclaimed in amazement, "Wow, four of the five sect leaders are here, only the eldest sister is missing."

Su Yuanshuang glanced at her token. It seemed that she had received the invitation three months ago, but at that time she was inside the inheritance and had no signal, so the message only arrived now.

I guess they originally wanted to form a team with only the chief member, but Su Yuanshuang was absent, so they had Zhou Baichuan fill in.

Qi Jue was surprised: "They didn't use Shen Qingqing."

Ye Jin flipped through other information: "I heard that Shen Qingqing accidentally obtained a sword cultivation inheritance two months ago, so she can't participate in the Myriad Spirits Abyss this time."

"That's good." Qi Jue instantly became lazy.

It wasn't fear; he was genuinely fed up with Shen Qingqing's casual slander and framing, and truly didn't want to see her again.

Xie Mo's token was confiscated, leaving him only able to watch them helplessly. Among these people, he was the most curious about Wan Ling Yuan. After a moment's thought, he asked the crucial question: "How many teams did the aristocratic families send this time?"

"The Yao family is too arrogant and unwilling to team up with others. I heard they only sent two teams from their own clan, with a total of six talisman cultivators." Qi Jue scrolled through the message and frowned: "What a waste."

If these six talisman cultivators were placed in scattered teams, they could form six teams.

"This is great." Yunxi ran to Xie Mo's wheelchair, gave him her token to play with, and then squatted down to stare at his wheelchair.

Sherm said she was used to it.

He seemed to understand Yunxi somewhat; her observation wasn't meant to mock his disability, but rather because…

She really likes wheelchairs.

Xie Mo let her fiddle with it, his pale fingers sliding across the small screen from which the token flew out. Having also been offline for six months, he was quite curious about news from the outside world: "What about the Xiao family?"

"I heard they've partnered with some minor sect."

Some people saw the Xiao family's talisman cultivators setting off together with several unfamiliar sword cultivators, but they didn't yet know the strength of those sword cultivators.

"The Xiao family sent eight talisman cultivators this time! That's a lot!"

Yunxi raised her little head: "Eight people? Why is the Wuji Sect the least?"

The Wuji Sect is clearly the strongest talisman cultivation sect in the Yuan Yue Continent.

Xie Mo explained in a low voice, "The foundation of aristocratic families is no less than that of sects."

Moreover, aristocratic families have many specialized inheritance manuals and more suitable mental cultivation methods. If we have to compare the two, aristocratic families are like private universities that specialize in cultivating one's own strength, while sects are like private universities that cultivate more people. The teaching of aristocratic families is more targeted.

"Oh, oh..." Yunxi seemed to understand but not quite.

"Let's not talk about that now." Qi Jue found the map and looked around. "Can we go buy some things to prepare?"

The boy sighed helplessly, "My junior sister is eating me dry."

Qi Jue said he felt insecure because the granary was not full.

Yunxi nodded, thinking it would be a good opportunity to buy some for Tuntun as well: "Let's find a smaller city nearby."

She pulled out a huge piece of black cloth from somewhere, snatched the Sword of Salvation and cut it into many small pieces, saying, "We need to disguise ourselves."

"?"

Nightfall received his black cloth, looking utterly disgusted: "Why do I have to pretend?"

"News travels too fast these days." Yunxi pointed to the signboard, which had hundreds of news articles every day. She was also helpless: "At least before we enter the Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits, we can't let Master and the Third Elder know that we've escaped."

Nightfall: "..." He wanted to resist, but what his junior sister said made a lot of sense.

With only so much fabric available, Nightfall still complained, "What can this even disguise?"

Given the scarcity of resources, Yunxi thought for a moment: "A mask, a head covering, and a concealment talisman should be enough."

Ye Jin frowned even more deeply: "What about Second Senior Brother?"

The wheelchair is just too big a target.

Xie Mo pursed his lips, not wanting to be given special treatment, but unable to object, he could only sigh inwardly, his expression unchanged, and said gently, "I'll just wait for you here."