Chapter 708

Chapter 708: Helping Lan Zhen

Although Fang Lie wanted to save people, he did not plan to risk his own safety. So, before approaching the opponent, he activated the Netherworld Ghost Fire warship’s Netherworld Flag.

Dozens of Eighth-rank Treasures immediately unleashed terrifying power. People saw enormous Fire Dragons flying out from the Netherworld Ghost Fire warship, landing among the Xuan Water Puppets and igniting all those they touched.

Even though the puppets were made of water, as long as they contained Spiritual Energy, they would serve as fuel for the Netherworld Ghost Fire. The Netherworld Ghost Fire released by the Eighth-rank Treasures was bright green; while not as strong as the silver-white ghost fire of the warship, it was still incredibly sharp. These Xuan Water Puppets, at least Seventh-rank, simply could not resist and could only watch helplessly as their bodies burned.

However, as puppets, they had no fear. Even when engulfed in flames, they charged forward relentlessly, showing a will to fight to the end.

Unfortunately, the Netherworld Ghost Fire was not easy to withstand. As the flames rose, the Spiritual Energy within the Xuan Water Puppets was quickly drained, causing their strength to plummet. Soon, they could not keep up with everyone.

Moreover, those Fire Dragons did not just ignite; they also had powerful impact. At the start, they scattered the advance of the Xuan Water Puppets, greatly delaying their pursuit.

Although these Fire Dragons were swiftly extinguished by the experts among the Xuan Water Puppets, they bought enough time for Fang Lie to use the warship to take everyone and the demons away.

After completing the rescue, Fang Lie had no intention of turning back to fight and quickly accelerated away.

He wanted to eliminate the Xuan Water Puppets entirely to vent his frustration. However, he soon realized that the Dragon Clan’s Xuan Water Puppet army was indeed formidable.

Among them, dozens of Ninth-Rank Puppets could easily shatter the Fire Dragons created by the Eighth-rank Treasures with a few angry swipes.

The most terrifying one was a Tenth-Rank Puppet, which was a Semi-Immortal-level powerhouse. This puppet, dressed in silver armor, stood out among the many naked Xuan Water Puppets like a crane among chickens.

This flashy figure wasn’t just for show; in fact, its strength was astonishing. While the entire army was almost engulfed in Netherworld Ghost Fire, it managed to unleash a strange divine skill to extinguish all the ghost fire.

With its own power, it reversed the situation effortlessly. Faced with such an overwhelming opponent, Fang Lie dared not turn back to fight.

In fact, everyone else was equally apprehensive of it. Lan Zhen from West Kunlun could not help but smile wryly and said, "We are truly lucky. That thing is a support-type puppet; if it were a battle puppet of golden armor, it would be hard for us to escape!"

"This is just the elite among the Xuan Water Puppets; it can eliminate us all. If a general-level being advances to Tenth-Rank, we might die at first sight!" Immortal Scorpion from the Ten-Thousand Gu Sect also laughed nervously.

At this moment, Huangxu suddenly sneered, "Do general-level puppets need to advance to Tenth-Rank? They are built as Twelfth-Rank, equivalent to Earth-Immortal strength. They are now Tenth-Rank because the mortal world lacks immortal energy, so they have degraded!"

"Is that so? Indeed, you demons seem to know the ins and outs," Immortal Scorpion said, not angry but smiling, "Now that we are all in this together, why not share what you know? It would help us all against our enemies!"

"Yes, yes~," Lan Zhen grinned and added, "This is a time for cooperation, so don’t hold back!"

As expected of two old men who have lived for over a thousand years, they were extremely cunning, trying to find opportunities to extract information from the demon clan right after being saved.

However, Huangchun and Huangxu were not fools; they were not going to reveal the secrets of this place easily.

Huangxu coldly chuckled and said, "I’m sorry, our cooperation is with Fang Lie. Until Fang Lie agrees, we cannot share any more!"

Hearing this, Lan Zhen and Immortal Scorpion immediately turned their faces toward Fang Lie.

"Thank you for saving our lives!" Lan Zhen clasped his fists and said, "West Kunlun will surely repay you!"

"Thank you, thank you~," Immortal Scorpion quickly added, "I cannot guarantee what the Ten-Thousand Gu Sect will do, but I can promise you a huge favor in my name!"

Regardless of good or evil, everyone values gratitude and rewards. Especially among high-level beings, they take promises seriously and would rather die than break them, as that would lead to scorn from all.

Fang Lie, however, did not take their gratitude to heart. He waved his hand and said, "It was just a simple act; I didn’t want too many from the Human Tribe to die."

"Nevertheless, thank you!" Lan Zhen smiled slightly and continued, "However, as the saying goes, saving someone is like sending them to the western heavens. We’ve fled for days and nights, and now both people and steeds are exhausted; I’m afraid some rest is needed!"

"Yes!" Fang Lie nodded and said, "You can rest for a while, but no more than five days. After five days, I ask you all to leave; we have other matters to attend to."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Lan Zhen gave a thoughtful glance at the two demon kings and then smiled, "Fang Lie, are you planning to explore treasures with them? What’s your goal? Given your keen eye, it seems you are aiming for something significant?"

"The encounter must mean something. The Dragon Palace is fraught with dangers; why not let us follow you? This way, we can protect each other, and it also serves to repay your life-saving favor! What do you think?" Immortal Scorpion immediately added.

Fang Lie rolled his eyes in frustration and could not help but sneer, "Do you think I’m an idiot? Can I be so easily fooled?"

"Uh, how should I start?" Immortal Scorpion feigned ignorance.

"Clearly, we can get the treasure ourselves. You not only want to share in the glory, but you also want to owe me a favor?" Fang Lie sneered, "Do you really think everyone is foolish?"

"Well…" Immortal Scorpion’s face turned red, and he sighed with a bitter smile, "I was just saying, if you don’t want to, then forget it!"

If anyone else dared to speak to him like that, Immortal Scorpion would surely skin them alive. But when it came to Fang Lie, he couldn’t get angry.

Lan Zhen, not willing to give up, leaned in and whispered, "Fang, if there’s benefit, shouldn’t we share? You can have the meat; can’t you at least let us have some soup?"

Fang Lie frowned and replied, "That place is too dangerous. I have undying nature and can wander around freely, but can you handle it?"

"Uh…" At Fang Lie’s words, Lan Zhen was immediately stunned and finally sighed with a bitter smile, "Alright, it seems we don’t have this opportunity!"

Seeing him like this, Fang Lie also felt a bit embarrassed, so he sent a message, "How about this? I’ll talk to Huangxu and let him share some information that only the Sea Demon Tribes know, but you must not reveal it!"

"Understood, I am grateful!" Lan Zhen replied with a clasped fist through the message.

He and Fang Lie used messages to avoid Immortal Scorpion nearby. After all, good and evil cannot coexist, and they had no reason to give benefits to an enemy.

Immortal Scorpion noticed the two whispering but felt excluded due to their identities and positions. While he felt uncomfortable, he knew it was inevitable and could only sulk alone.

Three days later, a group of three Demonic Path cultivators left on their own.

Five days later, Immortal Scorpion and his group left as well.

Seven days later, another group departed.

Ten days later, Lan Zhen was the last to leave the Netherworld warship, accompanied by two disciples from West Kunlun.

These individuals did not trust each other, so they couldn’t leave together to avoid fighting.

Lan Zhen was the last to leave in order to seek advice from Huangxu.

Though Fang Lie had reminded him, Lan Zhen could not obtain information for free and still presented some Ninth-Rank spirit pills as gratitude. In return, he received a lot of confidential information from Huangxu and his brother.

If not for the high-ranking Sea Demons revealing information, Human Tribe cultivators might have spent ten thousand years without gaining such knowledge.

Without Fang Lie’s face, Lan Zhen could have offered ten times the price, yet people would not easily leak such ancestral secrets.

Though the most crucial secrets were not revealed, it significantly increased the survival chances of Human Tribe cultivators in the Dragon Palace.

In the past, when Human Tribe cultivators entered, hardly one in ten would survive, while the Sea Demons could often salvage thirty percent. The biggest reason was the asymmetry of information.

However, with this new knowledge, at least Lan Zhen and others, as well as many future disciples of West Kunlun, would have at least a twenty percent chance of survival, doubling the usual amount and allowing many more to live!

For this, Lan Zhen was naturally very grateful, expressing thanks on behalf of West Kunlun to Fang Lie, promising he would repay him in the future.

Because of this relationship, Lan Zhen and his group stayed on the Netherworld Ghost Fire warship for ten days. When they left, they were at the outskirts of a Dragon Emperor’s palace, where many buildings remained intact, filled with countless treasures. As long as they were careful not to trigger the Immortal seal, they were sure to have great rewards.

To Fang Lie, West Kunlun was not considered an enemy. His impression of the Sect Leader, Lan Shan, was also positive, recognizing him as a kind elder. Therefore, when he could help, he did not mind lending a hand, accumulating goodwill for Mo Sect.

However, Fang Lie would never have expected that West Kunlun held a grudge against him.

After sending off Lan Zhen, Fang Lie and his group traveled for another half month before finally reaching the entrance of the Dragon Tomb.

Overall, they had spent nearly a month and a half just traveling, using up almost half of their time in the Dragon Palace Secret Realm. After all, they could only stay a maximum of three months.

If they left without gaining any benefits, Fang Lie would have wasted half of his time—such a loss would be tremendous!