Having looked for nearly half an hour, Rong Yi finally saw three fan-shaped things composed of the ingredients. It would be difficult to identify them from so many ingredients without careful observation.
Two of them were patterns made of ingredients used by Wandering Immortals, and the other one was made of the lowest-level ingredients plus the things used by Earth Ghosts.
Rong Yi’s heart began to bleed and ache to see them. These ingredients he wanted were right in front of him, but he just could not take them away. He felt so much pain. If he had the cultivation of a Wandering Immortal, he would definitely find a way to take them away. Unfortunately, he had only level four of Qi Practicing, and it was already difficult to protect himself in the secret realm.
He approached them to observe for a while. According to the videos of those videos from his ancestors, he should press down the low level ingredients.
Rong Yi stretched out his hand to press down on the low-level ingredients.
Immediately someone shouted nervously, “What are you doing?”
Everyone turned to look at Rong Yi.
Rong Yi replied, “I’m looking the trigger of course! Stay calm everyone. After I pressed it down, nothing happened, which shows that this is not a trap.”
Everyone was speechless. “…”
How could they not worry? They were temporarily deprived of their magical power. If something happened, they even had no ability to protect themselves.
After looking around to confirm nothing happened, everyone was relieved.
Some people scolded, “Damn! If you press them casually again, we’ll surely strike on your face. If you wanna die, just go ahead, but don’t drag us into it.”
“Bastard, the man is risking his neck.”
One of the cultivators said kindly, “Buddy, don’t behave in such a way, or you’ll kill everyone, even yourself. If you think that’s the trigger of the cave, you can tell us first and we can decide what to do next, right?”
Rong Yi pointed to the entrance, “Do you see the entrance is a fan shape?”
Everyone looked at it. It was indeed the shape of a fan.
Someone asked, “So what?”
Rong Yi pointed to the three fan-shaped patterns he saw, “You see, there’re also three fan-shaped patterns here, so I think one of them is the real trigger for the exit, especially the one drawn by low-grade ingredients plus the Earth Ghost ingredients. I think the owner of the secret realm will not easily let us get the high-grade ingredients, so I guess this is probably the trigger, don’t you think so?”
Everyone looked at each other, “It seems quite reasonable. You should try it.”
Rong Yi said, “If you agree, I will pry it open.”
The cultivator who saw Rong Yi press down the ingredients just now said, “Didn’t it have no reaction when you touched it?”
“Yes, I pressed it down, and now I’m going to pry it out.”
“Well… Give it a try, what do you say?”
If they didn’t try it, they would be trapped here for a lifetime, so most people agreed that.
Rong Yi said, “Then I’ll do it.”
Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously. If this was actually a trap, they would probably die here.
Rong Yi took a deep breath, tried carefully to pry the low-level ingredients, and then easily took it off.
All of them were immediately alert and quiet, even a needle falling to the ground could be heard. “There seems to be no problem.”
Suddenly, a ‘crack’ sounded.
“What’s that noise?” Everyone started to be stretched.
They looked around, but nothing happened.
Rong Yi also got super nervous infected by them, mainly because he was not sure whether it was a trigger or not. Here’s the secret realm, he would be crumbled anytime.
Since no danger occurred after waiting for quite a while, someone said, “It should have been the sound of the trigger.”
“Pry open the next one.”
Rong Yi threw the low-grade ingredients into his storage ring.
It was the most common ones, so everyone didn’t care about this or fight for it.
Rong Yi pried open the second one, just like before, nothing happened. Only a cracking sound.
All of them were more assured.
Rong Yi continued to pry open all the remaining low-grade ingredients and then looked around.
Some people said, “Why nothing happened? Isn’t it a trigger?”
Rong Yi also felt weird. After waiting for about half an hour, it remained the same. He could not help but look at the patterns he pried open, “Do you think it’s necessary to press down the ingredients of the Earth Ghost before opening the door?”
“Maybe, you can try.”
Rong Yi hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and pressed them down one piece after another. Then, everyone heard the rumbling sound.
Everyone looked around nervously, “The ground seems to be moving.”
“The rock wall in front of us seems to be moving, too.”
Seeing the rock wall rise bit by bit, Rong Yi shouted, “Everybody back off.”
Everyone rushed away about thirty meters away.
When the rock wall rose to about two chi high, the cultivators quickly bent down to check the situation inside the rock wall.
“I saw someone.”
“Me, too. And there were plenty of them. Well, some were my long-lost fellow disciples.”
“I also saw my companions.”
Everyone cried excitedly.
“Senior sister!”
“Third junior brother!”
“Master!”
However, the people over there seemed to be deaf and did not respond.
“Why can’t they hear us?”
“There might be a seal before blocking us.”
When the wall rose to a height of 15 meters high, it stopped.
“My elder, isn’t that young master Qi?” The disciple from the Yin family asked.
Hearing this, Rong Yi quickly looked in the direction he disciple was pointing at. It was Qi Lan and Xinyue, and the one stood beside them was actually his separated body.
At this time, the eyes of Rong Yi’s body had lost the luster, like a dead body with no soul following behind Qi Lan. He pulled Qi Lan’s hair hard sometimes or knocked the man’s head with the hilt.
Qi Lan seemed to feel helpless with him. He endured the harassment wearing a darkened face.
Xinyue did not like others to touch her master. She pointed her sword at Rong Yi’s body and said angrily, “If you dare to hit my master again, I will kill you.”
Rong Yi’s body turned a deaf ear to her threatening, but beat Qilan’s head harder, like beating a wooden fish with speeding-up pace.
“You son of a bitch!”
Xinyue was angry and agitated, stabbing him with a sword.
Rong Yi’s body quickly drew a sword to block her moves.
