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Chapter 1313: Chapter 987: Bountiful Harvest

"Splash!"

A capture net enveloped a powerless Black Rider member, directly tossed into the small pagoda obscured by trees.

"What is thi... Aye, damn it!"

Inside the splendid pagoda, the dazed Evil Cultivator hadn’t reacted yet, and was immediately hit on the head by another lump tossed in, making his brain buzz.

Once he steadied himself and took a closer look, he found that the lump was no different from himself, also clad in a black robe, wearing a black iron mask, trapped in an ordinary net.

Although cushioned somewhat and not directly hitting the ground, the other person was badly injured, curled up and motionless, only letting out faint groans.

"Hey! Wake up!" The initially extremely weak Evil Cultivator, faced with adversity and aching all over, was completely awakened.

Thinking he had help, he whispered, "Quick, help me untangle this broken net, we need to figure out what’s happening, where we are... umm umm!"

He hadn’t finished his words when another person dropped in!

This time, unfortunately, it was a fat guy who nearly crushed him as he fell and didn’t roll off.

Fortunately, a few more Black Riders fell one after another, with two somewhat spirited ones kicking and shoving to separate everyone and waking a few who were still confused.

"Who knows where this place is?"

"What exactly happened?"

"I was on guard perfectly fine and was suddenly attacked by our own people, damn it, there must be an insider!"

"It’s that Holy Land again! Do you remember Immortal Peak? I heard Ugly Slave died there. Could it be like today, with an insider in Black Riders doing it?"

"It probably wasn’t a Black Rider, just someone who got the outfit and snuck in, their voice sounded unfamiliar."

"What’s the point of saying this? Hurry up and think of a way to save ourselves!"

"My storage bag was taken; even my merit token was grabbed, there’s nothing on me, how can I escape?"

"Yeah, this broken net won’t open, and my spiritual power won’t operate for some reason..."

......

More and more Black Riders were bound and thrown in, and Jiang Yuan, as the only one who could control the system’s instance interface, had to find time to handle it amidst his busy schedule.

"Another one, eh? Wait, that’s not right!" An Evil Cultivator immediately recognized that while the others were tossed in bound, this one slipped in, not only unbound by the net but also standing straight, hands behind his back, freely moving!

He instantly realized and shouted, "It’s him who caused this! That insider!"

But soon after, two more lumps fell in.

The atmosphere grew awkward and strange; after a moment of silence, the Evil Cultivator screamed, "It’s not just one insider, they’re acting as a group!"

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but laugh, "Not bad, quick thinking, a clever person. But not particularly clever, otherwise wouldn’t have fallen to become a murdering maniac, ruining their cultivation."

He clicked to unlock the disposable capture net, which the Evil Cultivator tried every way but found indestructible, and it vanished into starry points.

Before the Evil Cultivator could react, Jiang Yuan clicked the Flame Sea instance, tossing him in, "If you’re truly smart, redeem more merits sooner."

Not understanding the implication, the next second, the opponent was engulfed by the scorching heat.

Everything happened in a flash.

Inside the pagoda, more Black Riders in a drained blood state with their lifespan extracted, storage bags, and merit tokens plundered, were continuously stuffed in, giving Jiang Yuan space to send them batch-wise into instances.

"Crack!"

"Rumbling!"

Thunder Tribulations descended one after another from the sky, striking at the various tribulation crossing arrays in the woods. The spells resisting from the Evil Cultivators collided with the thunder, beneath the rolling dark clouds lay a dazzling interweave of light.

The Black Rider Captain stood on the grass with two subordinates and Array Master Zhao Wenyu, looking up at the grandeur of the Thunder Tribulations, not noticing that their side’s Black Rider members were stealthily replaced.

"Be patient, this spectacle will take half a day, only then can everyone successfully cross the tribulations and advance." He glanced back at the completely sealed small world entrance, finally somewhat relaxed.

No definitive conclusion had been made about what occurred at Immortal Peak.

All he knew was Ugly Slave died, along with all disciples who went to cross tribulations, none survived. Presumably, the automatic opening of the small world entrance was left unattended, allowing Evil Cultivators to leak information, sneaking in for illegal black against black deeds.

The Three Protectors always cautious, specially instructed not only Black Riders to escort throughout but also to have Array Masters internally seal the Holy Land before beginning the tribulations.

Thus, even if an insider knew and found the Holy Land, without Ugly Slave or Zhao Wenyu’s skills, the seal would be tough to spot and open. In the worst scenario, even if there was an array master, it would require considerable effort.

When the light gate behind opened, three Black Riders’ lethal strikes would be awaited!

Though troublesome, these low realm disciples are precisely the foundation for the Leisure Sect to continue growing. Only by showing more Cultivators that after joining Leisure Sect, even young cultivators can smoothly advance to high-level cultivators, can more Demon Cultivators be attracted to join.

"Captain, the Black Rider on the left is waving; shall I go check what’s happening?" The Black Rider standing farthest left noticed, about five yards away from him, a member continually waving, slightly furrowing his brow, said, "Could it be there’s a loser who can’t pass even this Thunder Tribulation, needing our aid?"

Summoning now, apart from a sudden incident in the tribulation array, he couldn’t think of anything else.