Chapter 257: The World Is Never Peaceful

“Enter!”
The moment the effect of concentrating one’s mind took hold, everyone showed signs of surprise. Except for Xiao Yao, the six of them sent signals to their own factions.
Fortunately, the entrance to the royal tomb was large enough to allow ten people to enter at once; otherwise, if the members of the seven major sects had rushed in all at once, there might have been conflicts.
However!
The members of the Emei and Huashan sects did not act immediately. It seemed they were waiting for something.
As for the Emei sect, it was clear from the disgusted expressions on the girls’ faces toward the members of the Kunlun and Beggars’ Sect that they were reluctant to squeeze into the royal tomb with those people.
The Colorful Robes Sect, on the other hand, was somewhat disappointed and demoralized because Happy hadn’t appeared yet. Many of them had signed up eagerly after hearing that Happy would be part of this mission—otherwise, who would waste a day and a half traveling here?
“Wait a bit longer?”
Xiao Yao glanced carefully at everyone.
They all turned their attention back to the Three Lonely Wolves.
Lonely Xiaobai subconsciously pushed up his nose bridge but didn’t touch his glasses, then awkwardly put them back down. Stammering, he said, “It’s okay to wait. Let them go in first to scout the way for us. Yeah, the task requires gathering all seven major sects’ members, and it’s likely to be extremely dangerous in there. It’s wise for everyone to be careful.” It was unclear whether he was trying to comfort the others or himself.
But it worked well. Everyone nodded and stayed put.
Still, from their frequent glances behind them, it was clear they all hoped to see Happy before the effect of concentrating one’s mind faded (before the entrance closed)—after all, this legendary classmate’s experiences and actions always held everyone’s attention, and he had provided so much help. His identity remained a mystery to everyone.
In the past, the images on the REP were too small and chaotic. Now that they finally had a chance to see him up close, wouldn’t it be a shame to miss it?
Whoosh…
Snow-white homing pigeons returned. A few girls in the crowd’s eyes lit up as they stared at Bai Lang, who had taken down the notes, and gathered around him.
The reply on the note was very brief:
“Enter quickly!”
Lonely Xiaobai, Ji Bin Xiahei, and Lonely Xiaoqi exchanged glances and without hesitation said, “Enter!”
“Huh?”
At such a response, everyone was deeply disappointed.

Especially Xiao Yao—this mission was something she had worked hard to get, a way to indirectly bring happiness to herself, as there were few moments of joy in reality, and she was treated rather coldly, leaving her at a loss. She had thought this might draw Happy’s attention, allowing her to get closer to and understand her through games, gradually building familiarity.

But after all her efforts, Happy didn’t even show up!

“Sister Fengwu?”

Xiao Yao looked at Fengwu, who stood there with a frown.

The latter sighed helplessly: “Something might have come up. Be careful when we go in later. Try not to separate, and don’t act rashly. If in danger, prioritize saving yourself.”

Although she was just an ordinary girl, over the past two months since leading the Colorful Robes Sect, she had become increasingly mature and steady, no longer the schoolgirl who would declare in public that she wanted to be Happy’s girlfriend.

“Okay,” Xiao Yao said helplessly.

“Nuomi?”

Just then, a female disciple from the Emei Sect suddenly stepped forward, pointing at a girl in the crowd with a look of surprise.

“Nuomi?”

There was a stir among the Emei Sect disciples, who all turned to look over.

The people from the Colorful Robes Sect were also stunned, their gazes fixing on the girl who was huddled in the crowd. Realizing she couldn’t hide any longer, she stuck out her tongue and reluctantly stepped out from among them, saying to them, “Hello, sisters.”

“Xiao Nuomi, what are you doing here?”

“Great, no wonder we invited you—thought it was some important matter. So you skipped us for another group? Are these all your classmates?”

The girls from the Emei Sect seemed to know Nuomi well; they gathered around her, with a few even pinching her cheeks. She wore an innocent expression, her face twisted like an eggplant.

“Sisters, my classmates are here too. Please give them some face…”

Nuomi had a bitter smile on her face, too angry to cry.

Only after hearing Nuomi’s “complaints” did the Emei Sect sisters stop. They glanced at the students from the Colorful Robes Sect and smiled warmly: “Are these all your classmates? You’re doing well. No wonder you weren’t with the sisters. Fine, we’ll forgive you this time. But since you’re fewer in number, it might be dangerous inside. How about we act together and take care of each other?”

“How should we divide the items?”

“Xiao Nuomi!”

One of the sisters scolded her.

“Are you still worried that the senior sisters will let your classmates suffer? Just because we walk together doesn’t mean we have to fight side by side. What you grab belongs to you, and we’ll look out for each other in danger.”
“Alright then.”
As the leader of the Colorful Robes Sect, Feng Wu Cai Yi naturally had final say. Seeing that the senior sisters from the Emei Sect seemed to like glutinous rice and that things were explained clearly, she immediately agreed.
With a group of beautiful senior sisters from the Emei Sect joining them, the male members of the Colorful Robes Sect were greatly encouraged, and the disappointment caused by breaking the appointment was somewhat alleviated.
When both groups merged, they numbered nearly a hundred, making for a quite impressive force.
Once all the members of the Huashan and Emei Sects entered the royal tomb, it became utterly silent outside…
But!
This silence didn’t last long.
The bamboo forest was shaking, with bamboo leaves rustling as down. “Thud, thud, thud!” Rapid footsteps echoed as hundreds of people surged from all directions outside the tomb.
At the forefront were several men and women with unfriendly expressions. The most eye-catching among them was a bald man with a fierce tiger tattooed on his bare forehead, covered in colorful tattoos, staring darkly at the entrance of the tomb.
Whoosh!
One person broke away from the group, went to the entrance of the tomb, wandered around like a lost fly, and then ran back to the bald tiger-man:
“Brother Hu, we can’t get in!”
The latter remained expressionless, his gaze as gloomy as ever: “That’s right, we can’t get in. This place is strange; we need something to calm our minds to enter. Those from the seven major sects… Hmph, let them go. We don’t know what dangers lie inside the tomb, but if they come out, they must leave everything they have behind. Brothers! Seal off this area! Wait for them to come out.”
At his command, hundreds of people quickly sealed off a large area around the tomb entrance.
Deep in the bamboo forest.
Three people stood high on top of the bamboo, watching the densely gathered crowd and formations below being rapidly organized. Their expressions were not good.
“I knew these guys weren’t good from the start. It seems they were summoned by that guy from the Kunlun Sect… What should we do now?” Xiao Bei and Lei Zhan glanced at Kai Xin, whose figure rose and fell with the bamboo leaves.