The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

"The winner of the second day of the Yellow Spring Wager on the other side of the river is announced."

"The victor is - the camp of the Pathkeeper."

"The loser accepts the punishment and is now randomly expelling one tenth of the participants from the Pathkeeper camp."

Almost as soon as the words of the Six Star Pagoda Spirits fell, the assembled cultivators of the Immortal Continent sprang into action.

They moved in unison and rushed toward the center of the Qingcheng and Liangchen armies.

The magic treasures in their hands came out together, trying to roll dozens or hundreds of people into the barrier.

The spirits of the Six Star Pagoda said that they would expel those who came near the barrier first.

They just had to throw the others over.

If they could get a tenth of the people, they would be safe.

However, these people's magic treasures had not yet touched the people of the Xiujin Continent.

A piercing coldness could be felt around them.

The golden-red robe overwhelmed them and swept over them.

It wrapped them all into a ball, leaving only their heads exposed.

This surplice was a sacred weapon.

It was wrapped around thousands of people, but it still looked like it was only a few meters in size.

These thousands of people struggled hard, their breath exploding, but they were completely unable to break free from the surplice's bonds.

And as several people struggled, the surplice ball rolled and slowly approached the barrier.

These monks turned pale one by one and screamed loudly.

"Master Jing Yuan, what are you doing?"

"We threw those low-level monks next to the barrier, also hoping to reduce our casualties."

"Yes Master Jiyuan, we fought against the Bew Ghosts together before and were considered fellow disciples. Are you going to kill us now just because of a few outsiders? Shouldn't monks be compassionate?"

Jie Yuan frowned and did not say anything.

I'm not going to say anything, but I'm going to tell you what I'm going to do, and I'm going to tell you what I'm going to do. Is it fun to kick? Who made it, can you send me one."

Jing Yuan's face was expressionless: "I'm older than you, and I'm no longer a monk."

"Understood! Understand! I want to join the Free and Easy Gate!" Li Wei Dye smiled back.

Then looked at the few people who were tied into balls by the surplice.

"Thank you for jumping out on your own, or else I would have had to hesitate about who to choose as the rations for the surrogates!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's it, give it all away at once, it's a waste!"

Li Wei Dye shook his head as he said, "Do you think if I split you into dozens of pieces now, I could count dozens of portions per person?"

Hundreds of monks turned pale with fear in their eyes.

"No, Li Wei Dye you can't do that. I am Xuan Xian! The Path Protector camp still needs my strength."

"There are so many low-level cultivators coming up in the cultivation continent, even if you send out a tenth of them, there are still many more, why do you want us to die!!!"

Hundreds of monks screamed loudly.

"Save us, Fellow Daoists, save us! Otherwise it's our turn next! We are both fellow Daoists in the Land of Immortality, why should we die for these trash?"

The monks of the Immortal Continent all turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

At this point, they felt a sense of grief at the death of a rabbit.

If they had a choice, of course they would have preferred the death of an outsider, a cultivator with the status of strength.

However, ......

"Senior Li, should this matter be discussed again, is it too much to just send these Daoists out to be devoured by the surpluses. At least ...... at least a little fairness should be maintained, and the cultivation continent should also contribute a part ......"