What benefits others received is unknown, and people don't discuss it, after all, it's a treasure in itself. Even those who seem to have obtained great opportunities may still feel they've gained nothing.
Many people are now beaming with undisguised joy, indicating that while some have benefited, others haven't, and those who haven't are unhappy.
Happiness and unhappiness can't be faked.
"Uncle, what did you get?" Murong Baobao asked happily.
Qin Chuan could tell from the girl's expression that she had definitely received something, but he couldn't find anything special.
"What did you get?"
Murong Baobao smiled: "It's a secret!"
Qin Chuan smiled but didn't press further. Frankly, he wasn't particularly curious; things here were almost over.
After they left, Qin Chuan would depart.
The group slowly walked back to the first-floor exit. It wasn't open yet, but most people had already returned.
However, the few who escaped from the Sheep Shed family weren't among them, which was normal; it would be strange if they were here.
This place would open later, close for half a day, and reopen decades later.
So as long as they guarded the area for half a day, they believed the Yangshe family wouldn't come out, unless they really intended to stay inside for decades.
Actually, some people did stay inside for decades; they had two choices: come out and die, or stay inside and live. Many would choose the former.
There were demonic beasts and water sources inside, almost like another world, just sparsely populated. Survival wasn't difficult, and decades wasn't too long for martial artists; it was acceptable.
So, the Murong family was guarding the area, but whether they could hold out until the Yangshe family was out was uncertain. They themselves felt that even if they didn't come out, they wouldn't risk their lives.
But the Murong family had to guard it, even if it meant keeping them inside for decades. They didn't know how far the Murong family would develop after that, but it would definitely be much better than it was now.
It opened!
It opened!
The gates of the Tower of Babel opened, and Qin Chuan and the Murong family walked out together. Suddenly, Qin Chuan looked at someone, and with just one glance, he knew it was one of the people who had escaped.
This person had concealed their strength; such an ability was truly powerful. If it weren't for that fleeting, familiar fluctuation, Qin Chuan wouldn't have noticed this person.
He had concealed his strength, but the others couldn't hide it. There weren't many at the War God Realm, and Qin Chuan noticed them immediately.
The Golden Divine Eye's power wasn't just for show.
Qin Chuan saw Murong Baobao, and also saw her constantly casting venomous glances at them, including himself, those eyes filled with murderous intent.
"City Lord!" Qin Chuan said with a smile.
"Hmm?"
"Those people are in here; they've disguised themselves." Qin Chuan spoke softly, only he and the City Lord could hear.
"What?" The City Lord stopped, and everyone around stopped too.
"Guard the exit, come out one by one." The City Lord still held considerable authority. They walked
out one by one.
Those people were actually quite calm, after all, their appearances had changed. However, just as they reached this point, Qin Chuan gave them a single glance.
The Murong family experts attacked together, and Qin Chuan didn't forget to weaken them and use some special abilities.
Not good!
The person who had disguised himself most deeply changed his expression. He was at the War God Realm, and seeing the situation was dire, he decided to retreat immediately.
"Does your Murong family intend to wipe us out? You're ruthless!"
In a single exchange, one escaped, while the others were overwhelmed. Three died, several were seriously injured, and the remaining one shouted as he ran deeper into the area.
"I'll bring him here. You can attack from here," Qin Chuan said, looking at the fleeing man.
Yin Yang Reversal!
Swish!
Qin Chuan instantly switched places with the man.
The somewhat bewildered man hadn't even grasped what was happening when the killer moves, the ultimate weapon, came crashing down on him without regard for his life. In this group attack by a dozen War God Realm experts, he was basically instantly killed.
The man never expected that he had already run away. Although he was supposed to stay here, it was better than death, but how did he suddenly return...?
The dust settled, everything was over, and Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, sir. A banquet has been prepared at home. Would you do me the honor of attending?" City Lord Murong sincerely invited.
Qin Chuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Then I'll trouble you!"
"Of course, of course," the city lord said happily.
The Murong family had survived a calamity.
The banquet was lavish, and the city lord's men were very hospitable.
Qin Chuan felt it was best to speak his mind; the city lord had left a good impression on him—magnanimous, broad-minded, and very honest.
"Actually, I came here on someone's behalf," Qin Chuan said after a moment's thought.
He looked at City Lord Murong.
The city lord was taken aback, but Qin Chuan spoke again: "The Gluttonous Temple!"
Upon hearing these four words, the city lord was no longer confused, though his expression remained somewhat conflicted.
Qin Chuan remained silent; some things were best left unsaid.
Qin Chuan didn't really care what misunderstanding existed between the old monk and the city lord. He was helping the old monk, who had, after all, helped him.
So he brought it up, but Qin Chuan didn't care what happened next.
"What are your plans, sir?" the city lord asked with a smile, sharing a drink with Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan knew that what seemed like a casual question was actually very important, so he didn't hide anything and smiled, saying, "I estimate I'll be leaving soon. I'm going to find the Nine Heavens Mystic Goddess Palace. Has the City Lord heard of it?"
Qin Chuan had asked many people before, thinking that such a powerful entity should easily provide information, but everyone seemed clueless.
The City Lord looked at Qin Chuan with a strange expression, which made Qin Chuan's face light up, because he knew that this expression meant at least he had heard of it.
"It's just a legend," the City Lord said seriously.
Qin Chuan had initially held onto a lot of hope, but now it was gone, because he was certain that the City Lord didn't know either.
"It's not a legend. My wife is in the Nine Heavens Mystic Goddess Palace," Qin Chuan said earnestly.
This time it was the city lord's turn to be stunned. Seeing Qin Chuan's serious expression, he frowned, puzzled and somewhat bewildered.
"Mr. Qin, only a few people here have heard of the Nine Heavens Mystic Goddess Temple, and it's just a legend. Some say it once existed, but it no longer exists," the city lord said earnestly.
"Then, does the city lord know where the Nine Heavens Mystic Goddess Temple is?" Qin Chuan asked hopefully. Even if it's just a legend, there should be a place name.