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At that moment, two figures stood atop the head of the multi-legged giant insect. One was a plump man adorned with a string of round beads hanging from his chest and a purple-gold gourd at his waist. He wore a cheerful smile, his expression kind as he leisurely gazed down at the crowd below, dressed in splendid garments that made him resemble a deity seated in a temple, overlooking the myriad beings of the mortal world.
Behind him stood a delicate young girl, around fifteen or sixteen years old. She kept her head bowed, maintaining a low profile, yet the small portion of her face that was visible stirred a tempest in Qi Xiao and his companion's hearts. Wasn't Cheng Yuru from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect? Why was she standing alongside that strange man? Could it be that she had been taken hostage?
Before Qi Xiao could ponder further or clarify the situation, he saw the plump man lightly tap the giant insect's head with his toes, as if to soothe it. He spoke softly, "These are all your food."
Instantly, the giant insect perked up, raising its head with greedy eyes and drooling from its gaping mouth. "Mine, all mine! You just killed me; I will devour you all!" It lowered its head to sniff around, seemingly selecting its prey.
Finally, it zeroed in on a tall cultivator and was about to open its mouth to swallow him whole when the cultivator jabbed at its chin multiple times. Blood gushed forth, and the intense pain made the giant insect restless; its tail thrashed about, slamming against the ground.
Seeing this, the tall cultivator felt a surge of joy and immediately raised his arm to shout, "If we can kill this monster once, we can do it again! Everyone, follow me!"
But before he could finish his sentence, he was sucked into the plump man's gourd. The man shook it disdainfully and heard residual water sloshing inside; only then did his expression soften slightly.
With a cold chuckle, he looked down at the crowd. "The outcome is already decided today; why struggle in vain? You might as well obediently become its meal; at least it will be quick."
As he surveyed the expressions of shock, anger, and fear among the cultivators below—who dared not speak—he felt quite pleased. He threw back his head and laughed heartily but suddenly noticed a boy with a pockmarked face in the crowd. The boy's gaze was icy and unusually calm.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, the plump man asked, "This young brother here—do you perhaps disagree?"
Qi Xiao curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.
It was true that the senior had formidable cultivation, but this statement was simply ridiculous! With so many cultivators present, did the senior really think that a mere gourd and a bug could handle all of them? He was underestimating them far too much!
Ji Wushang stepped forward, holding his sword with a displeased expression. "That's right! You come out here with a broken gourd and act all high and mighty; you really underestimate us!"
Xue Tinghe, not wanting to fall behind, furrowed her brows slightly. "If you want to kill us, you'd better see if you have the ability to do so!"
Lu Yuan felt a bit intimidated, but seeing their courage, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward as well. "If you have the ability, then bring it on!"
The fat man paused for a moment, his smile slowly fading from his face. "You little Golden Period cultivators have quite the guts!"
"I see you must be disciples of some major sect. Today, your presence here is quite amusing!"
Qi Xiao raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Since you know we are disciples of a major sect, aren't you afraid that if you lay a hand on us, our masters will come looking for you?"
The fat man laughed heartily, patting his belly as he paced around like a giant insect. "It's indeed simple for those people to want my life, but the premise is that they can actually find me! Today I’ve set up a net here; just this formation alone is enough to render all your communication talismans ineffective. By the time your backers learn of this, there won’t be anything left of you!"
He pointed at the layer of spiritual energy membrane above their heads that shimmered with incantations. The crowd grew increasingly flustered as they frantically pulled out various tools in an attempt to connect with the outside world, but nothing worked.
Qi Xiao quietly touched the talisman in his hand that showed no response, feeling his heart sink slowly. It was no surprise; he had guessed this would happen when he first saw the formation.
Lu Yuan quietly moved closer. While keeping a wary eye on the fat man, he whispered, "This fat guy is planning to catch us like fish in a barrel! Brother, you need to think of something! I'd rather jump into the water and drown than be eaten by that bug or trapped by that gourd!"
Qi Xiao gently patted his hand. "Calm down, Senior Brother. There are so many people here; even if that fat man wants to deal with us all at once, it would take some effort. If we run quickly enough, we might just become the last few standing."
Lu Yuan trembled slightly and looked at him in astonishment.
"Junior Brother, are you serious?"
Lu Yuan rubbed his arms, looking constipated. The joke was too cold; don't say it again next time.
Qi Xiao let out a cold laugh. "Senior Brother, what I said is no joke!"
He suddenly raised his voice, his cultivation level high, wielding a gourd as a weapon, and commanding fierce beasts. "You must be the notorious Baohua Sanren who betrayed the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect!"
Qi Xiao didn't know much about Baohua Sanren, but he remembered a few things. This evil cultivator had committed many atrocities in his past life, and the massacre of the Miaochun Valley was one of his deeds!
This demon had also been to Floating Island in his past life? Qi Xiao felt that during his time at Qingjing Peak, he had been too isolated from the world. If he had known about this, he would have never come to Floating Island and would have stayed as far away as possible.
However, Ji Wushang and Xue Tinghe had been to Floating Island and somehow survived to participate in the Immortal Gate Grand Competition. What hidden tricks could they still be hiding?
A light remark from Qi Xiao sent the already panicking crowd into complete disarray.
"It's over! This is a ruthless killer; we definitely won't make it out alive!"
What exactly is Baohua Sanren's background? How could he set up such a large formation on Floating Island without anyone noticing? Are the nearby Linlang Pavilion and Jincheng just sitting idly by?
Qi Xiao replied nonchalantly, "I don't know what Linlang Pavilion is planning, but I am very clear about why Jincheng is indifferent—they are the ones who set up this trap together!"
His words carried immense weight. A few people couldn't help but shout out.
"What do you mean by that? Speak clearly!"
"Ah, no wonder this evil cultivator dared to set up a formation here and create such a commotion; there must be someone backing him! No wonder he's so bold!"
"Are you saying that Jincheng is colluding with this evil cultivator? Why would they do that? What benefit do they gain from it?"
Among the crowd of cultivators, some were anxious, some were enlightened, but more were skeptical, pressing Qi Xiao to clarify his statement.
Qi Xiao didn't waste any words and directly took out a recording stone.
As they saw the handsome middle-aged face on the screen, the crowd erupted in an uproar!
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