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Chapter 47 A Life Worse than Death

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The cave was extremely cold. Even though cultivators do not fear heat or cold, once they enter that cave they feel a slight, eerie chill.

Chu Yu and Xie Xi, who were walking behind the others, looked at the distant Song Jingyi. Moving closer to Xie Xi, Chu Yu said softly: “Since Song Yuanzhuo has given him a defensive treasure, it is likely that he also has other things. Be careful later.”

From the very start, his only thought was to hog everything for himself. How could Song Jingyi, who had tasted the sweetness of success earlier, suddenly become generous? Leading them all here was probably part of a sinister plan.

The deeper they went into the cave, the smaller and narrower the passageway became. Chu Yu frowned in discomfort. It was now more convenient for the brightly smiling Xie Xi to cling to him tighter than before. How could they take care of any sudden situation that may occur later?

Chu Yu gave Xie Xi a look, silently warning him not to overdo it or talk too much.

After a long time, Song Jingyi, who was leading the way, stopped. The deepest part of the cave was no longer narrow. The passageway had opened up, revealing a stretch of open ground.

Chu Yu raised his head and avoided Song Jingyi’s gaze. He saw that there was a quiet pool in the middle of the clearing and in its center rose a bit of flat land. Just a moment ago, they had clearly seen the spirit grass that was growing on that bit of land.

Three stalks of spirit grass.

The faint light that was shining inside the cave was reflected in the eyes of several Tian Yuan Sect disciples that flashed with excitement.

Recalling that time earlier when Chu Yu had used his talismans to probe the area for traps, they did not act rashly, resisting the temptation to rush forward. Song Jingyi looked back at Chu Yu and Xie Xi who were leaning against the stone walls of the cave, seemingly unmoved. Frowning, Song Jingyi threw out a talisman to test if there was a barrier.

The talisman flew steadily, unhindered.

The frown on Song Jingyi’s brow smoothed out and he said with a smile: “It looks like we were too cautious. There is no barrier here.”

After he had finished speaking, he moved aside. Putting away his sword, he silently stood still.

Song Jingyi has already taken a stalk of spiritual grass. For him to grab another one, that really would be unjustifiable.

Several disciples, their expressions showing a bit of relief, looked at each other then secretly raised their defenses, on guard against the people around them.

For a time, no one moved. Lin Shidi looked at Song Jingyi then back at Chu Yu and his Shidi who seemed to want to watch a good show. He hesitated for a moment before slowly walking back to the pair of fellow disciples.