"Fang Xusheng, what should we do next?" Meng Jingye's voice sounded like spring thunder.
Fang Yun glanced at all the people present. The human race still had five teams, namely the Meng family, the Xun family, the Zeng family, Wei Huangan and Fang Yun. The demon race only had the Xiongya tribe and the Bai Yao tribe left.
The people from the other teams behaved normally, but several of Wei Huangan's subordinates were a little uneasy.
Wei Huangan, like Fang Yun, was still fanning himself gently with a calm expression, as if he didn't care about the sudden appearance of a person of higher status than himself.
Without waiting for Fang Yun to give an order, Xiong Kong suddenly shouted: "All kind scholars, hurry to the back hall and the dungeon. If you are a step late, all the benefits will be taken away by them! Don't lose the big picture for the small. You go first. We in the Xiongya tribe will not compete with you!"
"Did you eat the wrong meat?" asked the bear demon beside him, but then he shut his mouth, realized something, and then glanced at the human and demon races. At this moment, the strength of the human race's university scholar had an overwhelming advantage over the demon race.
The chief of the Hundred Demons Tribe shouted, "We will never covet the treasure in the main hall!"
Xiong Kong added: "If you attack us now, we will run away. In the end, the treasures in the main hall will be snatched away by others, which is not worth the loss! I, Xiong Kong, promise that as long as I live, the Xiongya tribe will never take the initiative to attack the human race in the Xuemang Ancient Land!"
"Yes, we in the Hundred Demons Tribe also respect the great Saint Fang Xu. You are the brightest star in the Blood Mang Ancient Land, you are the most majestic peak among the mountains, and you are the wisest sage among the human race!"
The university scholars of Xuemang Ancient Land were at a loss whether to laugh or cry. They had never heard of such a thing since they entered Xuemang Ancient Land. There had been great scholars in Xuemang Ancient Land before, but they were still far behind Xu Sheng.
Wei Huangan muttered quietly: "What a shameless bunch of monsters! You should save your words for praising me!"
Fang Yun smiled helplessly and said, "We will let you go for now. After we get out of the Sin Palace, your two tribes and their subordinate tribes must remember to hand in the ceasefire letter. My fellow writers, we will enter the back hall and go straight down to the dungeon. We must not let Xiong Tu get the final treasure, otherwise, our lives will be in danger."
"Can you explain clearly that you are worried about your life?" Wei Huangan asked.
"It's hard for me to come to a conclusion, I can only guess a little from the ancient monster. Anyway, if we let them get the final treasure, we may all die in the Sin Palace!"
Fang Yun patted the dragon-eating vine to say goodbye, then took the lead, and the others followed behind. Nearly sixty scholars galloped in the garden.
The vines of the dragon-eating vine immediately flew high up and shook towards Fang Yun, as if saying goodbye.
At the back door of the side hall, Xiong Sha whispered, "What should we do? The Dragon Devouring Vine is so powerful, will it eat us?"
"It shouldn't happen. After all, the Dragon Devouring Vine is at the level of the Demon Saint. It should be reasonable." Xiong Kong said.
Xiong Sha said, "The Demon Saint is speaking reason? Are you frightened and confused?"
"Stop talking nonsense, wait for a quarter of an hour, and then go into the back hall."
"I wonder what treasures are in the back hall."
"I heard from Fang Yun that the back hall should not be important. The important things have to pass through two layers of prisons to enter the main hall. Let's search the back hall first. If there is really nothing good, we will go to the main hall." Xiong Kong said.
"Didn't you say you didn't want to go to the main hall?" Xiong Sha asked.
"Those human guys always say that treasures belong to those who are virtuous. Maybe it will fall into our hands. Although this place is related to the dragon clan, we are descendants of the ancestor emperor Xiong An, and we are no less humble than the dragon clan!" Xiong Kong said.
"Do you know what 'virtuous' is?" Xiong Sha asked expectantly.
"I don't know. But this won't affect me getting the treasure!" Xiong Kong said confidently.
Several non-bear demon kings of the Hundred Demons Tribe laughed secretly. The bear tribe was like that, often foolish and stupid.
A large number of scholars entered the back hall and saw a corridor a hundred feet long leading straight ahead, with doors on both sides.
A large number of war statues on both sides of the corridor moved, but at Fang Yun's command, they all returned to their original positions.
Everyone was amazed.
"Let's ignore this place, rush out and go straight into the dungeon!"
No one stopped and quickly passed through the back hall.
After going out of the door, everyone found that there was a large lawn behind them, and in the middle of the lawn was a hall. The door of the hall was open, and you could see a staircase leading down inside.
"Let's continue!"
Everyone keep moving forward.
Fang Yun said with a swift tongue: "We don't have the 'Dragon Talisman'. After entering the dungeon, we will be regarded as invaders and we don't know where we will be moved to. If we are chased by the jailers, run away if you can, don't fight. Zhaochen, the six of you have my decree. Ordinary jailers will not attack you. Be careful of those powerful jailers. As for the friends from the three sub-saint families, it takes too much time for me to write the decree, so I can't give it to you. You have a long heritage, so you must have some preparations when entering the ruins of Dragon City. Take them out and let me see, maybe I can help you."
Zeng Yue suddenly took out a wooden box from the Yinjiangbei, threw it to Fang Yun, and said, "Now that there are no outsiders, I can give it to you. This is something that the Green Dragon King Ao Qingyue asked us to give to you. He said that if we meet you in the ruins of Dragon City, there will be benefits. If we don't meet you, there will be nothing, because we can't use the benefits in it."
Everyone in the Xuemang Ancient Land looked at Fang Yun curiously. Not only did the dignified Dragon King deliver things to Fang, but he also asked a grand scholar from a sub-sage family to run errands for him. Even a virtual saint might not be treated like this.
Fang Yun took the wooden box, but before he could do anything, the dragon energy lock inside the wooden box opened with a clang.
When Fang Yun opened the box, he saw a page of military talismans inside, which were made from the skin of the great demon king of the water tribe.
"So that's how it is." Fang Yun said as he sent a very small amount of dragon energy into the wooden box. The military talisman then glowed, and under the control of Fang Yun's mind, it transformed into thirty-two dragon characters and flew into the air, flying towards everyone from the three major families.
Afterwards, a dragon clan’s “bing” character appeared on the forehead of each of the three great families’ grand secretaries.
"You also have the same authority as dragon soldiers and can avoid ordinary jailers." Fang Yun said as he put the wooden box into the Yinjiangbei.
When everyone saw that Fang Yun didn't say what else was in the box, they all tactfully stopped asking.
Soon, everyone arrived at the dungeon entrance.
"There is one last thing," Fang Yun looked around at everyone and said, "The first floor of the dungeon is an ordinary prison cell, and the second floor of the dungeon is a water dungeon. To be more precise, it is a small ocean! If you are not strong enough, do not enter the second floor of the dungeon. Goodbye!"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he was the first to step into the dungeon entrance. His body gradually became transparent and finally disappeared on the stairs.
“Fang Yun, you haven’t given me…” Lian Pingchao looked at the place where Fang Yun disappeared with a depressed look on his face.
Ye Fangge said: "He has already given you 1,400 kilograms of dragon-patterned rice, what else do you want?"
Yun Zhaochen said, "Pingchao, Fang Yun used the Dragon Devouring Vine to save you from Xiong Tu's hands, which was a merit. He drove away the war statue, which was another merit. Now you owe him eight thousand kilograms of dragon-patterned rice."
"What's going on?" Meng Jingye asked.
Yun Zhaochen briefly described what happened.
Xun Pingyang was surprised and said, "The people of Xuemang Ancient Land are so brave that they dare to gamble with Fang Yun? I admire you and will never look down on heroes again!"
The great scholars from the three sub-sage families looked at Lian Pingchao as if he were a rare treasure, and marveled at his amazement.
Lian Pingchao's face flushed, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. He stood there in a daze for a moment, then rushed into the dungeon entrance.
(To be continued.)