Chapter 902: What's Worth Taking

gradually recovering.Moreover, with the ancient and timeless aura of concealment, Jiang Yun could even summon his physical body as well as his Dao body.Under the combined efforts of two powers not bel...Looking at Yi Zheng's back, Mo Fan opened his mouth, wanting to speak and stop him.

Although he didn't submit to Jiang Yun, he knew that since Jiang Yun had been recognized by the General of the Wasteland and appointed as the Head of the Wasteland Guards, there must be something extraordinary about him.

And now, Jiang Yun so openly piles up so many Spirit Stones here, it's very likely he did this on purpose to lure people like Yi Zheng to snatch them, so that he could make a move and suppress them, thus establishing his authority.

However, Mo Fan didn't have much good feeling for Yi Zheng either.

Although Yi Zheng and Mo Fan were both members of the wasteland guards, he befriended a true member of the desolate tribe. Relying on this connection, he acted arrogantly and domineeringly within the camp.

Now is a good opportunity to see if Jiang Yun is really using Yi Zheng's matter to assert his authority.

So, Mo Fan ultimately did not speak up, but merely watched with cold eyes alongside the other soldiers.

Inside the military tent, Jiang Yun, who saw everything clearly, smiled faintly: "I do want to establish my authority."

"However, to suppress you by force and make you submit is a despicable tactic and not a long-term solution!"

"What I want is your surrender!"

After he finished speaking, Ginger Cloud unexpectedly closed his eyes as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, Yi Zheng had already arrived at the foot of Lingshi Mountain, his eyes gleaming.

Although he did indeed want to keep these spirit stones for himself, he was not a reckless person.

For a moment, Yi Zheng hesitated. He first raised his head to glance at Jiang Yun's military tent, and then a furrow appeared between his brows, instantly spreading across his entire arm.

Only after he had finished all of this did he smirk, reaching out with his hand towards a piece of spirit stone.

Even as slaves of the wasteland, they possess wasteland markings within their bodies that can negate many types of attacks. Therefore, even if Jiang Yun had set up some ambushes within this Spirit Stone Mountain, Yi Zheng was fearless.

Just as Yi Zheng's palm was about to touch the Spirit Stone, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes!

A sword suddenly shot out from the ground, stabbing straight towards his palm!

The sudden appearance of the sword took Izington completely by surprise.

While the inscription on the blade does have a defensive function, the sharpness of the sword's energy alone, merely sweeping across his palm, already sent a searing pain through him. It was clear that it was beyond the inscription's ability to stop.

With no other choice, Yi Zheng could only grit his teeth and withdraw, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he stared at the military tent that remained completely still.

And that sword did not continue its pursuit, it merely hovered beside Spirit Stone Mountain, motionless, like a loyal guard.

This sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise, not just Yi Zheng, but all the soldiers as well.

This sword was clearly arranged by Jiang Yun.

But before that, ever since Ginger Cloud appeared to his departure, every move he made was under everyone's watchful eyes. No one saw when Ginger Cloud drew and sheathed his sword.

Especially Mo Fan felt a chill in his heart and thought, “Yi Zheng is deliberately twisting the facts, saying these spirit stones are unclaimed property, and that no one controls this sword.”

"In that case, even if Yi Zheng were truly killed, no one would be able to hold Jiang Yun accountable."

"This Ginger Cloud, is not simple!"

Yi Zheng's face was a study in contradictions, his gaze fixed on the sword with an unreadable expression.

Whatever Mo Fan could think of, he naturally could think of it too. But thinking about the thousand barren soldiers following behind him and his boastful words just now, he realized at this moment that he was in a precarious situation.

Yi Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I don't believe in this ** anymore!"

These unclaimed Spirit Stones, whoever sees them gets a share. Whoever can get their hands on how many, those who are afraid to take them, don't cry about it later.

This sentence was clearly spoken to Mo Fan and the nine thousand soldiers of Jiuhou, apparently wanting to make it clear that he wasn't interested in their bystander attitude.

Brothers, let's go!

Yi Zheng immediately shouted again, charging ahead once more, leading his men toward Ling Stone Mountain.

Because they had learned from Yi Zheng's previous experience, this time everyone did not gather together but dispersed, surrounding Ling Shi Mountain.

In their opinion, even the most powerful sword couldn't possibly defeat over a thousand of them at once.

"Get to work!"

At Yi Zheng's command, a thousand barbarian soldiers simultaneously reached for the spirit stones before them.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Just then, a series of clear and crisp sword cries rang out one after another!

From the underground surrounding Spirit Stone Mountain, countless swords sprang up into the sky, carrying a biting chill, each one piercing toward the thousand desolate soldiers.

At this moment, whether it was Yi Zheng and the others or those watching the commotion like Mo Fancheng, everyone's expressions changed drastically!

They still thought that Jiang Yun had only hidden a sword to guard the spirit stones in advance, but they never expected that Jiang Yun had actually hidden so many swords!

"Back back back!"

Yi was in a panic and shouted loudly, but he didn't retreat himself. Instead, under the overlapping arcane runes in his hand, he struck down with a heavy palm, unleashing a gust of wind that swept towards some of the swords.

"

Bang!

"

After being struck, the blades trembled slightly, their directions changing all at once. This caused several weaker wilderness soldiers who were originally in their path to pale with fear and hastily retreat.

If it weren't for Yi Zheng's palm strike, those swords would have very likely pierced their palms directly.

As for the other stragglers, they had already retreated without waiting for Yi Zheng's orders.

And none of the countless swords pursued them, instead they all directly plunged back into the earth.

Before everyone's eyes, there still stood that mountain of spirit stones, shimmering with alluring light!

"You're ruthless!"

Yi Zheng furiously charged towards Jiang Yun's military tent, spitting forcefully and saying: "Brothers, the unclaimed treasure is gone, let's go!"

After he finished speaking, he truly led his thousand disarmed soldiers out in a grand and ostentatious manner.

But within the military tent, Jiang Yun slowly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Don't look at Yi Zheng's domineering actions, but he also has his admirable points. He is very fond of his subordinates."

It is precisely because of this that he was able to become the Guardian of the Wastes, and his subordinates would follow him to their death.

Thus, it can be seen that this military camp and the world of cultivators still have their differences.

A thoughtful expression appeared on Jiang Yun's face.

After a moment, Jiang Yun's voice suddenly rang out in the ears of all the desolate soldiers: "Everyone, this game requires nine people to help me, so I still need you to find nine people for me. Listen to my command!"

At this moment, Ginger Cloud's voice resonated, making everyone understand. For everything that had just happened, Ginger Cloud knew it all too well.

...but everyone felt puzzled by his request for help from nine people.

Mo Fan frowned slightly and asked, "I wonder what requirements the Lord of the Wilderness Guard has for these nine people"

Ginger lightly said, "I have no demands!"

Yi Zheng, who had just suffered a defeat, caught sight of the opportunity and loudly said to the guard commander, "Commander, can I take this on"

"Okay!"

"Alright, then I'll join in!"

Yi Zheng chuckled darkly, lowering his voice to Mo Fan and said: "No matter what he wants nine people to do for him, with me here, he will absolutely never succeed!"

Mo Fan naturally understood Yi Zheng's meaning. Yi Zheng was trying to secretly sabotage him. He smiled faintly and said, "Then I'll pick eight more people for him."

For a moment's notice, Mo Fan led nine people to the front of Jiang Yun's military tent and said, "Sir, the people have arrived!"

Let them in!

Seeing the nine people entering the military tent, Mo Fan's face couldn't help but reveal a hint of a wicked smile.

Of these nine people, apart from Yi Zheng, the other eight were the most cowardly and weakest among the ten thousand frontier soldiers!

Now all the stragglers have to see, such a group of nine people, what kind of help they can give to the Ginger Cloud Gang!

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