Yang Li, that fellow, truly lived up to the true teachings of the Mountain Moving Daoists.
"If you can't have it, then destroy it?"
Whatever they disliked, the vast majority of it met only one fate: destruction.
Long Feicheng disliked people like Yang Li the most. He said with a chuckle, "How can you be so sure that the two sides won't join forces and take care of you first?"
Yang Li snorted coldly, "Will you?"
"Hey! This guy looks down on us!" Long Feicheng stepped forward and patted Ma Xingping on the shoulder. "Brother, let's join forces and take care of him first!"
Ma Xingping silently pushed away Long Feicheng's hand.
Long Feicheng was taken aback. Did they really not want to join forces?
Yan Shouyi pulled Long Feicheng back and shook his head at him.
In fact, Yang Li wasn't stupid at all; on the contrary, he was quite cunning. He knew that the Ma siblings and Yan Shouyi had fundamental conflicts, so they would never cooperate.
If they truly cooperated, who would go all out to deal with Yang Li?
Of course, everyone would try their best to preserve their strength, or hide their strength, only to reveal it when dealing with the opponent.
Therefore, Yang Li, who was certain that the two sides would not cooperate, dared to stand out so boldly, deliberately provoking conflict between the two sides.
Ma Jinxuan said coldly, "Yang Li, don't forget we are on the same side."
Yang Li smiled and shook his head, "You're wrong. You are on Zhou Yu's side, and I am not. Moreover, you Tomb Raiders have always looked down on us Mountain Moving Daoists. Even if you don't say it, no matter how hard you pretend, I can see it in your eyes."
He paused and added, "Zhou Yu threatened my daughter. He's a dead man sooner or later, whether he dies on the surface later or in King Jian's tomb. And all you want is the spiritual mushroom. As long as we join forces, the spiritual mushroom will still be within our grasp. What use is Zhou Yu?"
Although Yang Li looked rough, his mind was actually very delicate. His observations these past few days had also allowed him to find a breakthrough, deliberately sowing discord between the Ma siblings and Boss Zhou.
Yang Li had indeed hit a nerve with Ma Xingping, but Ma Xingping had other concerns and did not intend to join forces with Yang Li.
Seeing Ma Xingping's intention, Yang Li was not angry, merely shaking his head dismissively:
"I'll take that as you refusing me. That's fine too. If it weren't necessary, I really wouldn't want to join forces with you. How about this, Yan Shouyi, how about I join you?"
Yan Shouyi was speechless. Was he inexplicably going to take on a new partner?
He wasn't the type to accept anyone who came his way. It took time for anyone to go from a stranger to familiar, and then to be recognized by Yan Shouyi, so Yan Shouyi didn't trust Yang Li.
Especially since Yang Li's motives were impure. He didn't genuinely want to cooperate, but merely wanted to use Yan Shouyi to deal with Boss Zhou and the Ma siblings, and ultimately achieve his goal of obtaining the spiritual mushroom in King Jian's tomb.
Therefore, Yan Shouyi was also unwilling to accept Yang Li.
Being rejected by both sides, Yang Li finally felt a trace of annoyance.
He frowned and said, "Now I know why I find both of you sides so displeasing."
Long Feicheng gave Yang Li the middle finger, "Feeling isolated, you show-off!"
Long Feicheng's taunt directly sent Yang Li's blood pressure soaring.
With a dark expression, he re-examined the combat strength of both sides, seemingly unwilling to wait for Yan Shouyi and Ma Xingping to make a decision, and intending to initiate the battle himself.
However, at this very moment.
A commotion suddenly erupted from the direction of Boss Zhou and the camp.
A few seconds later, a severely injured mystic stumbled towards them!
Ma Xingping grabbed the person and asked, "What happened?"
Lin Zitong had only summoned a group of wandering spirits. While they had some lethality to ordinary people, it wasn't enough to scatter this group of mystics, was it?
When the person looked up, their face was covered in blood, and their eyes were filled with terror.
"Ma Xingping? You guys should run too! Something's happened at the camp! The snake ghosts have taken the initiative to attack, and they're coming out in full force. We can't stop them!"
"What?!"
Even Ma Xingping was startled. The tomb-guarding snake ghosts were extremely vigilant, and it was difficult to maneuver underground. Boss Zhou had used the villagers to disturb the peace of the tomb-guarding snake ghosts, trying to provoke it into coming out of its lair.
But why was the tomb-guarding snake ghost taking the initiative to attack now?!
Yang Li sneered, "This is all thanks to Yan Shouyi and his group!"
"What does it have to do with us?" Yan Shouyi frowned.
"You used Qimen Dunjia just now, causing landslides and earth cracks, directly disturbing the rest of the tomb-guarding snake ghosts. Then you summoned so many wandering spirits, and snake ghosts love to eat wandering spirits. Of course, they couldn't resist and came out on their own," Yang Li explained.
The mystic who escaped was covered in wounds. The bloody appearance was quite terrifying. Da Feng Fiction Network.
Seeing that Ma Xingping and the others didn't intend to flee, the person shook off Ma Xingping, "I don't care anymore. Boss Zhou pays well, but you need to be alive to spend the money. I'm leaving!"
With that, the person bolted away as if their feet were greased, and quickly disappeared.
When the few people looked back towards the camp, they saw countless small snake ghosts emerging from the caves and crevices around the camp.
They were like ants, swarming in groups, scouts and minor soldiers. Although their attack power was not strong, their sheer numbers made up for it.
Clumped together, they resembled red blood flowing from the earth, directly engulfing the camp!
Boss Zhou, protected by a few of his confidants, retreated to higher ground. He was also anxious:
"Where is Ma Xingping?! Where is Ma Jinxuan?! Where is Yang Li! Come back quickly!"
Yang Li crossed his arms and watched the unfolding spectacle with a smile. However, after some deliberation, Ma Xingping said to Ma Jinxuan, "Let's save Zhou Yu first."
With that, the siblings abandoned their confrontation with Yan Shouyi and ignored Yang Li, rushing towards Boss Zhou.
Their martial arts were excellent. Facing the crimson tide of snakes, they climbed onto bamboo stalks and leaped rapidly between them, their toes never touching the ground. The snake ghosts could do nothing to them.
"Wow, is that Qinggong?" Long Feicheng couldn't help but yearn for it. He knew that Qinggong was a standard feature of a martial arts hero. He felt that as long as he learned Qinggong, he could also become a hero who acted chivalrously without leaving a trace.
Lin Zitong glanced at Yang Li, who was not far away, and whispered to Yan Shouyi, "We should retreat."
"It's time to retreat."
Yan Shouyi nodded. Now that the villagers had been rescued, there was no longer any need for them to stay here.
So he called Long Feicheng and quietly planned to leave.
Yang Li turned his head and stared at Yan Shouyi and his group, saying, "Aren't you curious about what's inside King Jian's tomb?"
Yan Shouyi completely ignored Yang Li.
But Yang Li saw a clue in Yan Shouyi's reaction, "You are from Chenjia Village, yet you are not interested in King Jian's tomb at all. Could it be that you have been inside King Jian's tomb before and know what's inside?"
Yan Shouyi secretly thought that Yang Li was smart.
He said calmly, "The Luban tradition emphasizes divination. Before coming, I calculated that we cannot touch anything in King Jian's tomb. Whoever goes down will die. Therefore, I have no interest!"
Yang Li sneered disdainfully, "We Mountain Moving Daoists believe in fate the least. You can't trick me."