Volume II: The Appearance of the Nine Provinces Map, Entering the Spirit Void Sect Chapter 133: The Moon-Gazing Treasure

Liu Yue’er cleared her throat and said, “Everyone should already have some understanding of who Master Xuyang is. Since he has revealed that there is a secret treasure hidden here, it must not be a lie. But how to obtain it depends on each of our own abilities.”

“Liu Yue’er, isn’t that just stating the obvious?” a man said with a sly smile. His face was carefully made up, and his alluring peach blossom eyes exuded a captivating charm.

“Oh, it’s Scholar Xiao Xiang,” Liu Yue’er said with disdain. “What brilliant ideas do you have this time?”

“I wouldn’t dare call them brilliant,” Xiao Xiang replied flirtatiously. “I just hope Liu Yue’er won’t waste everyone’s time and will at least outline the rules. This deadlock isn’t good for any of us.”

“Hmm, Young Master Xiao makes a good point,” said a stunning woman as she swayed her slender waist, approaching with a coquettish grace. Her words flowed smoothly like orchids, and she exuded endless allure.

“Oh... it’s Sister Zhu Yi from the Chahua Sect,” Xiao Xiang greeted her familiarly. The two exchanged glances that were unmistakably suggestive.

“You do have a sweet tongue, Young Master Xiao,” Zhu Yi chuckled.

“Sweet? Has Sister Zhu ever tasted it?” Xiao Xiang said shamelessly.

“You’re such a bad boy, Young Master Xiao,” Zhu Yi scolded playfully, though anyone could hear the licentiousness in her tone.

“If I could spend a night in Sister Zhu’s tent, what harm would a little wickedness do?” Xiao Xiang teased boldly.

“Heh...” Zhu Yi laughed without a word, but her eyes said everything.

Onlookers reacted variously—some with disdain, some with envy, some with contempt, and some with disgust.

Liu Yue’er frowned, looking at the two with scorn. “Both of you, everyone is here for the treasure, not to watch you two flirt and scheme.”

“Ah, Sister Yue’er, are you jealous? Could it be that you fancy Young Master Xiao as well?” Zhu Yi teased without holding back.

“Zhu Yi, are you looking for trouble?” Liu Yue’er said coldly.

Faced with Liu Yue’er’s anger and relentless pressure, Zhu Yi remained unafraid and sneered, “I doubt you alone, Sister Yue’er, could do anything to me.”

“You...” Liu Yue’er began.

“Ladies, don’t forget why we’re here,” someone else intervened, unable to stand the quarrel any longer. They weren’t trying to act as peacemakers but feared that this bickering might disturb the Moon Gazing Cliff within.

Liu Yue’er snorted and stopped paying attention to Zhu Yi.

“Liu Fairy, what are your thoughts?” the same person asked.

“To obtain the treasure Master Xuyang spoke of, we must cooperate and first deal with the Moon Wolf Demons. Otherwise, no one can search for the treasure in peace,” Liu Yue’er said. “As for who ultimately claims the treasure—that depends on each of our own methods.”

“That’s true. The longer we delay, the more cultivators will arrive. If we don’t act quickly, we will lose our advantage.”

Everyone nodded in agreement. Yet someone asked in doubt, “If there truly is a secret treasure as Master Xuyang said, why hasn’t he taken it?”

The question reflected everyone’s suspicion—they wondered if there was a trap. But for the treasure, they had no choice but to rush in like moths to a flame.

Cultivation is like this—struggling against heaven, earth, and man. It is inevitable.

“Alright... since no one objects, let’s divide into three groups and eliminate the Moon Wolf Demons in each of the three areas. How about that?” Liu Yue’er proposed again.

“Sounds good. Only by driving out the Moon Wolf Demons can we search for the treasure in peace,” many agreed.

Whether their agreement was sincere was another matter. After all, they were strangers; no one would willingly work for others. Liu Yue’er wasn’t a fool—she surely had her own plans.

Chen Yu listened to the discussion and understood most of it. Unlike the others, he wasn’t excited but suspected a grand conspiracy. No one would selflessly reveal everything, no matter who they were, no matter how righteous or noble.

Still, since he had come this far, Chen Yu intended to try his luck and see if he could gain something. After all, he was hunting Moon Wolf Demons anyway; any opportunity would not be missed.

After the discussion, the cultivators decided to split into three teams led by Liu Yue’er, Xiao Xiang, and Zhu Yi, dividing the Moon Gazing Domain into three parts. These three were the strongest, each having reached the One-Origin Seven-Opening realm.

As for where the treasure lay—that would depend on luck. Chen Yu was assigned to Liu Yue’er’s team.

Without hesitation, everyone marched swiftly toward Moon Gazing Cliff, like three sharp blades piercing into it.

With Liu Yue’er leading, the cultivators found the journey neither easy nor arduous. Chen Yu himself, though performing averagely, soon gathered the demon pills required for the mission.

They fought their way in, but several lost their lives.

The deeper they ventured into Moon Gazing Cliff, the more Chen Yu sensed a chilling, sinister aura, weighing heavily on his spirit.

“Fairy Liu, the full moon night is approaching. The Moon Wolf Demons will surely be even more ferocious. Should we continue deeper?” a cultivator asked anxiously.

“If you’re willing to hand the treasure over to others, then be my guest,” Liu Yue’er said calmly. Their alliance was hastily formed, not bound by many rules, and she never truly relied on them.

Of course, everyone thought the same. Though some were uncomfortable with Liu Yue’er’s bluntness, no one left. No one wanted to give up the treasure so close at hand.

As evening fell, the howls of wolves echoed like heavy hammers pounding their ears, stirring unease and terror.

Chen Yu looked up at the night sky; the full moon seemed to have turned a bloody crimson amid the wolf howls—eerily unnatural. He knew the Moon Wolf Demons could not truly alter the moon. The only explanation was the special nature of Moon Gazing Cliff.

“The Moon Wolf Demons have gone mad. If anyone wants to leave, now is the time. Later, there will be no chance,” Liu Yue’er said, her brows furrowing.

Everyone glanced at each other, but no one moved to retreat. After all, if they were truly afraid, they wouldn’t have followed this far.

Chen Yu’s face grew heavier. He involuntarily gripped his longsword tightly, as if sensing that danger was imminent.