991: C991 Perforated Iron Plate

C991 Perforated Iron Plate

"Crack." A sound came out from Mo Wuji's hands, and then, Mo Wuji looked at Tang Ao and Xue Ding with a smile on his face. "This old man's luck is a bit better than my two little friends." After saying that, Mo Wuji looked towards the Mistress of Nether Moon's imperial chariot: "Mistress of Nether Moon, this old man has rarely seen such a lock. Mo Wuji was very smart, he did not do it for the time it took to boil a kettle of tea, but rather, directly allowed the Mistress of Nether Moon to relax the time.1

"That's fine. If I can open three spirit locks, I will have to thank you. The more I open, the higher the reward will be." Although it was only Mo Wuji who had opened the spirit lock so far, there was still some excitement in his calm voice. It was obvious that this kind of spirit lock had an extraordinary significance.

Mistress of Nether Moon did not directly say that it was due to some kind of reward, but Mo Wuji was ecstatic in his heart. Although Mistress of Nether Moon did not say the reward, Mo Wuji knew that as long as he could unlock more than three spirit locks, the reward would definitely far exceed his imagination.

Watching Tang Ao and the other two use different methods to break these spirit locks, the people watching around were also discussing softly.

"As expected, you're older than others. Although Xue Ding and the other two seem to have some ability, compared to the Master Mo, they're still lacking a little."

"I think Xue Ding can probably open one more spirit lock. As for this' Tang Tian ', I'm afraid he won't even be able to open one."

"Hmph, Xue Ding can definitely open a lock, if it wasn't for Old Mo spying on the process of Xue Ding opening the lock, how would he have opened the first lock?" The one who spoke was an old man with a head full of white hair. Although everyone had different thoughts about the old man, they didn't open their mouths to refute him. This was because this grizzled hair old man was also not a nobody, but was the Black Crow Market's chief blacksmith, Fei Taixu.

"Pata!" When Xue Ding was almost out of soul energy, Xue Ding finally heard a voice that sounded like it came from heaven. After Xue Ding consecutively refined twenty-three keys, Xue Ding finally opened his first spirit lock. After opening the spirit lock, Xue Ding looked at Mo Wuji who was smiling at him in an unfriendly manner, and then looked at Tang Ao who was pretending to be mysterious. Seeing that Tang Ao still had not opened a single lock, and had not even started refining the key, Xue Ding taunted and took out a few pills to consume, starting to recover his soul power.

"This Xue Ding is truly worthy of being Li Tianjun's direct disciple. Although it is not as fast as Master Mo unlocking a lock, he was still able to unlock it. As for this Tang Tian, he probably cannot unlock it and has been deliberately trying to mystify things. "

Under the stone platform, Yu'er looked at Tang Ao who was still drawing the strange lines on the metal board, and couldn't help but feel anxious. If Tang Ao was unable to break the spirit lock, he could directly say this to the Owner. Although the Owner inevitably had to severely punish Tang Ao, it would most likely not harm his life. However, if Tang Ao was deliberately making fun of Owner, in his fury, Tang Ao definitely did not have a chance to live. Yu'er wanted to send a sound transmission to warn Tang Ao, but seeing the Mistress of Nether Moon's imperial chariot, he didn't dare to do so.

Tang Ao's six senses were extremely strong. Even though he wasn't able to check the surrounding situation, he could still see Yu'er, who was amongst the crowd of anxious people. Seeing Yu'er's anxious look, Tang Ao threw her a relieved smile. Following that, Tang Ao continued to draw on the metal board, and after a crisp sound, a metal board in front of Tang Ao was shockingly cut through. Seeing this scene, the surrounding people could not help but burst out laughing, only quietening down after Mistress of Nether Moon gave a cold snort. Regarding all of this, Tang Ao did not care at all. He still took out a new piece of metal from his storage ring and filled in the hole, and then continued to draw.

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