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Chapter 7 Dedication for nothing, not a traitor or a thief!

The entrance to the secret realm was shrouded in thick white mist.

When Yang Rongrong emerged from the white mist, he saw a vast white snowfield.

The icy cold wind blew in my face.

Even though she was a monk, she couldn't help but shudder.

Yang Rongrong rubbed her arms, hunched her neck and walked forward. She was blocked after just two steps.

"Hey! Stop!"

The people who stopped her were two male monks, both of whom were at the Foundation Establishment stage.

They were all wearing purple robes, and they must be brothers from the same sect.

Yang Rongrong had to stop: "What's the matter?"

The two male monks looked her up and down and saw that she had an ordinary appearance and shabby clothes. They guessed that she was from a small sect in a corner, and their attitude towards her became more and more arrogant.

One of them held his chin high and spoke in a domineering tone.

"Which sect are you from? What's your name? Who is your master?"

Yang Rongrong couldn't figure out their purpose, so she didn't intend to tell the truth and just made nonsense.

"I come from Huaguo Mountain, my surname is Sun, and my master is Xuanzang."

Neither of them had heard of Huaguo Mountain, and they had never heard of Xuanzang. It seemed that they were right, as the fat girl in front of them really came from a humble background.

In this way, they no longer have any scruples.

The two of them laughed inexplicably, and the man on the left said arrogantly.

"We are the inner disciples of the Zixiao Sect. My name is Zhang Quan. This is my senior brother next to me. His name is Zhou Yuan. You must have heard of our Zixiao Sect. Our sect is not like your little Huaguoshan. Likewise, our Zixiao Sect is a famous sect in all of Jiuzhou, and all sects must be polite when meeting us."

Yang Rongrong had indeed heard of Zixiao Gate.

When she first became a disciple of Xuanyue Sword Master, many sects sent congratulatory gifts, including Zixiao Sect.

But because Sword Master Xuanyue was cold and aloof by nature and did not like to socialize with others, those who gave the gifts were sent back without even being able to enter the sect.

Yang Rongrong nodded perfunctorily: "Oh, those guys are really awesome."

Zhang Quan became more and more proud, his chin almost raised to the sky: "That's natural!"

Zhou Yuan pretended to be authentic.

"Miss Sun, this Qingxia Secret Realm is not an ordinary place. It will be difficult for a weak female like you to find the exit. What if you encounter danger along the way? Our master often teaches us to be kind to others. We are very worried when we see you alone. Pity me, you are specially allowed to go with us."

Zhang Quan echoed: "With our senior brothers here, we can definitely guarantee your safety."

Yang Rongrong pretended to be moved, and said cautiously: "You guys are too nice, but you and I are strangers, so why do you want to help me?"

At first glance, these two guys are not good people. They are trying to show their courtesy for nothing, and they are either traitors or thieves!

Sure enough, the next moment she saw Zhang Quan stretched out his hand.

He smiled and said: "Although we are good people, we can't work in vain. You have to give us hundreds of spiritual stones as reward."

Yang Rongrong covered the Qiankun bag hanging on her waist: "But I don't have so many spirit stones."

Zhou Yuan immediately said: "The magical talisman can also be used. If it doesn't work, the sword on your body can also be used."

He has a sharp eye. Although the fat girl's sword looks ordinary, it is very well made. If you examine it carefully with your spiritual sense, you can still feel the pure spiritual energy surrounding it.

This shows that this is definitely a top-grade spiritual sword!
Yang Rongrong asked: "What if I don't give it?" "Then don't blame us for being rude to you."

Speaking of which, Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan had completely stripped away their pretense and made it clear that they were robbing by force.

This is not the first time that the two of them have done this kind of thing. In the past, they often robbed some young monks who were alone, and they chose monks with low cultivation level and no background. Those monks would be eaten by them. There is no way to explain the loss, and in the end we can only admit defeat.

The two of them got a lot of benefits from this unscrupulous method.

After entering the secret realm today, Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan did not rush to hunt for treasures like other monks. Instead, they stayed near the entrance of the secret realm, intending to wait and see.

As a result, they waited for the "little rabbit" Yang Rongrong.

Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan are both in the late stage of foundation building. If they join forces, it will not be a problem to take down Yang Rongrong.

Yang Rongrong looked at the other party's fearless look and asked: "I remember that the trial conference prohibited monks from killing each other, right? Aren't you afraid that I will report you?"

Zhang Quan sneered unceremoniously, looking at her like a fat lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"We didn't kill you, we just wanted to compete with you. To say the least, even if we accidentally killed you today, we can only blame you for being inferior to others. Who made this a world of cultivation? What? The world of cultivation is basically one of jungle and strong."

Zhou Yuan said impatiently: "Don't waste time, hand over all the spirit stones quickly."

Yang Rongrong pretended to be scared: "Okay, I'll just give you the spirit stone. You must keep your word. If you take the spirit stone, you have to let me go."

As she spoke, she reached for the Qiankun bag.

Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan both thought they had a chance to win, and when they were thinking about how to take away all the spiritual stones and magic weapons from Yang Rongrong, they suddenly saw a flash of white light!
Yang Rongrong, who was still timid just now, had already changed her expression.

The Wuwu Sword in her hand was already unsheathed.

The snow-white sharp sword blade drew a sharp arc in mid-air, carrying a strong sword wind and stabbing towards Zhang Quan's heart!
Zhang Quan was startled by this sudden change and hurriedly stepped back.

Zhou Yuan hurriedly offered up his magic weapon.

His weapon is a silver hammer, the hammer is covered in lightning and looks shiny.

Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan are both in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. It stands to reason that as long as the two of them join forces, no ordinary monk in the Foundation Establishment stage can be their opponent.

This is also the main reason why they dare to attack the lone monks in the secret realm.

Because the monks who can enter this secret realm only have the highest cultivation level of foundation building.

It's a pity that Yang Rongrong is not an ordinary foundation-building monk.

She had cultivated to the stage of becoming a god, and even though she was running rampant in the world of immortality, no one dared to provoke her at will.

Unfortunately, her cultivation was completely ruined and her spiritual roots were damaged. After years of hard training, she could only reach the foundation building stage.

Even so, her character and experience in fighting enemies are far beyond those of ordinary foundation-building monks.

Facing figures like the Demon King, Demon Lord, Ghost Emperor, and Sword Lord, Yang Rongrong's abilities are definitely not enough.

But it is too easy to deal with two ordinary monks who are both in the foundation building stage.

In just a few seconds, Zhang Quan and Zhou Yuan, who were still arrogant and domineering just now, were beaten to the ground.

The two were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they cried and begged to be let go.

"We were wrong! We don't dare to do it anymore! My aunt, please spare us!"

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