Spare Me, Great Lord!

Although the majority of Practitioners came to the remains saying that they had no expectations of obtaining the relic themselves, who would not fancy the possibility? It was the same with the lottery, many buyers still hoped to get lucky one day and secure the top prize, though oftentimes they did not show it.

However, on this piece of barren land, broken magical weapons were a common sight. After they had finally made it underground, they were again thrown off their bearings by the complicated labyrinth ahead. Then, they went through the first marathon under the chase of bugs and a second under gargoyles. What kind of hellish experience was that…

In the end, a few days had passed but nothing useful was gained.

Exhausted, everyone laid on the beach, wondering what they had come for…

Besides, there were more than ten thousand Practitioners at the start but now, fewer than eight thousand survived. Although their deaths could not be considered as extremely tragic, the number of casualties was not insignificant.

Some observant individuals began the search for Nogiwa Takenobu once they were back in the real world. They wanted to know the ending to the fight between he and the madman-looking glowing teenager.

If he lived, the young man dispatched by the Heavenly Network was not as scary as expected to be. But soon they realized that Nogiwa was nowhere to be found, meaning the legendary Class B figure of the Collection of Gods would have probably perished in the hands of the Heavenly Network!

“Not 100% certain, though. Nogiwa Takenobu is a hider and maybe he has concealed himself knowing he is no longer as strong as before. After all, there are multiple targets on his back, not just from the Heavenly Network alone,” someone speculated.

True. People liked to strike others when they were down. Furthermore, the Collection of Gods had made themselves a few enemies in the cultivation realm due to their obsession with relics. If the Phoenix Society was known for their arrogance, the Collection of Gods had a notorious reputation for madness.

“Pay attention to information on the Collection of Gods after we go back. We will need to be more wary of the Heavenly Network if Nogiwa Takenobu really fails to return.”

It was not a joke. At the moment, two Class A’s of the Heavenly Network were held back in their country due to the vast size of their territory and the relative shortage on manpower.

However, it remained uncertain how powerful the Heavenly Network truly was and its efficiency in churning out a new generation of future experts.

As a matter of fact, it was a common issue faced by many big organizations. The population of one’s members spelled for the prerequisite of a grander arena.

“Ask the cruise ship to come and pick us up. We should not stay here for long. I certainly did not expect that a new Class A has risen without our knowledge,” Howard ordered. He had to inform the Saint and Hades about the happenings in the remains. Now, the Saint’s ascension to Class A had to be done as soon as possible since the Phoenix Society was under immense pressure.

But his subordinate got back to him with distress written all over his face no sooner than he dialed a satellite call. “Good news and bad news…”

Howard cast him a cold look. “Speak.”

“The good news is, the Saint has already ascended to Class A at the North Pole!” replied the man.

Those around were shocked, but there was an additional hint of relief on Howard’s face. The Saint had always been his role model and now Howard would have to cover a great distance so as to catch up with him. However, with their own Class A, the Phoenix Society would be even stronger!

Howard waited for the bad news.

“And the bad news is, our cruise has just been sunk by a despicable water-type Practitioner… Not only us, all big organizations have encountered the same…”

Howard was stunned for a long moment before he quickly realized that the one from the Heavenly Network was of the water type! Where did he go?!

He… had gone…

“From Howard Miller’s distress, +666!”

Howard was certain that this young man was even more of a pain in the ass than Li Yixiao! Bloody hell! He ran around picking fights with beetles and gargoyles before the relic had even shown up! After he came out, he sank other people’s ships too!

Lunatic!

…

Lu Shu and the rest had returned to their safe house. Having had his fun in the remains, Li Yixiao did not mind at all not having the relic himself…

Besides, now Lu Shu had finally understood why Li Yixiao was so poor. Despite his vow to get richer, Li Yixiao had embraced freedom to the fullest and threw money to the back of his brain once he entered the remains…

Lu Shu had nothing to say. Moreover, he guessed Li Yixiao had probably forgotten about the relic too. But Lu Shu did not plan to hide from the Heavenly Network, because besides Lu Xiaoyu and himself, Li Xianyi, Puppet Master Tiger Zhi and the blood spirit were all aware of the whereabouts of the relic.

In addition, even if Lu Xiaoyu, Li Xianyi and himself kept the secret, Puppet Master would surely let the cat out of the bag if it wanted to create some drama. There were too many uncertainties.

By then, how would Nie Ting and Li Yixiao think of him?

As of now, the heads of the Heavenly Network had been rather honest with him. Even Nie Ting had purposely left Earl’s divine water to him. Besides, he had secured the relic by fair means and there was nothing to conceal.

Lu Shu spoke, “The remains…”

But he was immediately interrupted by Li Yixiao. “When you report back to Nie Ting, don’t say we have never even seen the relic, and don’t mention what I did inside too. You just say we have done our best but unfortunately, the luck is not on our side! Hahaha, how about that? I learned it from movies. Besides, think about it, we are not at fault at all. How can we interfere in a fight between two Class A’s? So, it is pretty understandable that we didn’t get the relic…”

Lu Shu cut in, his face darkened, “I have the relic.”

“Burp?” Li Yixiao froze.

Then, Lu Shu took out the pale mask, which rested quietly in his hands. Yet, it opened its scary mouth again and shot towards Li Yixiao at once. Never had he expected that the mask would automatically attack humans! Horrified, Lu Shu immediately stuffed the mask back into his Seal. “Haha, don’t take it too hard. But this is the relic. Maybe it is a disguise. That’s all I know.”

Still shocked, Li Yixiao looked at Lu Shu in disbelief. “You actually got the relic! Then why did the old man run off? I thought he was provoked ‘cuz his relic was stolen!”

In any case, Li Yixiao would hunt down whoever stole his relic.

But now, Li Yixiao suddenly became skeptical recalling the condition of the mask just now. “Brother, do you know something that I don’t? Hey, we are on the same team. Share it!”