Hearing Mo Wuji's words, Murong Xiangyu froze as if her acupoints had been struck. She wasn't feeling ashamed. If she were ashamed, she wouldn't have proposed restoring their marital relationship at this moment.

Anyone with a bit of emotional intelligence wouldn't be so hasty in rekindling a relationship with Mo Wuji, but would approach it gradually. Murong Xiangyu didn't do that. Her expression of emotions was like that of the most pragmatic commoner in the marketplace; as soon as she realized her chosen direction was incorrect, she immediately changed course. This might work in business, but how could matters of the heart be treated like a business transaction?

Just as Mo Wuji thought, her emotional intelligence had long been cultivated away by the cultivation methods of the Tai Shang Dao.

As Mo Wuji turned to join the others in attacking the protective array, Murong Xiangyu remained frozen in place. Ever since she had known Yan Ye, she had never imagined that one day, Yan Ye would reject her, and so decisively at that.

The joy of obtaining the Seven Chapters of the Luo Book seemed to diminish greatly in an instant.

"Immortal Friend Mo, how should we attack?" Seeing Mo Wuji leave Murong Xiangyu aside and approach, a Profound Immortal cultivator quickly cupped his fists and asked.

Mo Wuji understood what these people meant. This restrictive array wasn't actually that complex; everyone could open it together with a coordinated attack. The reason it hadn't been opened yet was that everyone knew each other's capabilities. If someone acted first, it would certainly provoke public anger.

Now, they were looking at him because his identity was somewhat mysterious, and also because he had sent Fu Bei flying with a single strike, which had intimidated some of the fellows.

"Let's attack together, and after breaking the restriction, we'll divide the spoils equally," Mo Wuji said with a wave of his hand, striking out with a saber first.

With Mo Wuji taking the lead, the others joined in, and in just over a dozen breaths of time, the protective array was directly blasted open.

An extremely dense celestial spiritual energy surged out, and even Mo Wuji took a deep breath in intoxication.

After advancing to the Profound Immortal realm, Mo Wuji was well aware that it would be difficult for him to advance again in the short term. If he could cultivate in this Celestial Marrow Pool for a few years, perhaps he would have a chance to advance to the Grand Yi Immortal realm.

Unfortunately, this Celestial Marrow Pool didn't belong to him, but to the hundreds of people here.

Despite the fact that Celestial Marrow Crystals and high-level celestial spiritual herbs were good things, no one rushed to snatch them after the protective array was broken.

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, Mo Wuji said, "There are 320 immortal friends here, and at least 100,000 Celestial Marrow Crystals. Let's collect them in an orderly queue, with each person taking 300 in the first round, and then dividing the remainder."

Mo Wuji's method was fair and just, and no one had any objections. Although a few top geniuses felt unhappy, what could they do? Mo Wuji's strength was so great, and he wasn't making any special demands.

The three hundred plus cultivators quickly divided up the Celestial Marrow Crystals, with each person receiving 320 crystals. Some cultivators with weaker cultivations were even more impressed. It could be said that this was the easiest and most comfortable distribution of resources they had ever experienced since they began cultivating. Apart from this time, whenever treasures appeared, wouldn't they have to fight for them in order to obtain a portion?

After everyone finished dividing the Celestial Marrow Crystals, they waited for Mo Wuji to speak again. Mo Wuji didn't hesitate. He had plans for these celestial spiritual herbs. He stepped forward without any politeness and said, "Everyone, the celestial spiritual herbs here are of ranks six, seven, and eight. The eighth-rank herbs are the fewest, only a dozen or so, the sixth-rank herbs are the most numerous, and there are also about a hundred seventh-rank herbs. I have some personal desires here, and if everyone disagrees, so be it. If you agree, I hope that I can have a larger share of the seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs. I don't want the eighth-rank or sixth-rank herbs."

There were too few eighth-rank celestial spiritual herbs, and Mo Wuji wouldn't get much use out of them. Mo Wuji already had many sixth-rank celestial spiritual herbs, enough for him to advance to a Rank 6 Celestial Pill King. For Mo Wuji, what he lacked most was seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs, because only with more seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs would he have the opportunity to advance to a Rank 7 Pill Emperor.

Despite the fact that there were many good things in this Shattered Realm, seventh-rank and higher celestial spiritual herbs were not so easy to obtain.

Although Mo Wuji had strength and a mysterious origin, no one spoke up when he asked them to give up the seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs.

When there were benefits, everyone thought Mo Wuji was pretty good, especially those with low cultivation levels. Once everyone's interests were involved, it became difficult to say. If there were many eighth-rank celestial spiritual herbs here, it wouldn't matter if Mo Wuji said that. Now there were only a dozen or so eighth-rank celestial spiritual herbs, so it didn't really matter if Mo Wuji wanted them or not.

The key was that seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs were much more precious than sixth-rank herbs, not on the same level at all. Sometimes, hundreds of sixth-rank celestial spiritual herbs might not be enough to exchange for a single seventh-rank celestial spiritual herb.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Zuo Yi first stood up, cupped his fists, and said, "I, Zuo Yi, can still represent the Yong Ying Immortal Domain. Our Yong Ying Immortal Domain will give up the seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs and give them all to Senior Brother Mo."

Zuo Yi knew very well that if it weren't for Mo Wuji, the Yong Ying Immortal Domain wouldn't even have been able to get a seventh-rank celestial spiritual herb, and it would have been good if each person could get a dozen Celestial Marrow Crystals.

Sure enough, with Zuo Yi taking the lead, the cultivators from the Yong Ying Immortal Domain all expressed their agreement. Some cultivators with lower cultivations from other immortal domains also began to give up the seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs, after all, even if they were to divide them, each person would only get one-third of a herb. Giving it up would instead allow them to gain Mo Wuji's favor.

Out of 320 people, more than 170 gave up the seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs. As a result, Mo Wuji obtained more than fifty seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs, which was barely enough for him to advance to a Rank 7 Pill Emperor.

With his Pill Dao level, if he could find some more seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs in the Shattered Realm, that would be enough resources for him to complete his advancement to Pill Emperor.

Mo Wuji contentedly put away the seventh-rank celestial spiritual herbs he needed, and then took the initiative to act as the host, helping everyone divide up the remaining celestial spiritual herbs, before cupping his fists and saying, "Thank you to the friends who gave me the celestial spiritual herbs just now, I have remembered it in my heart. I have opened a small shop in the Sharp Corner Immortal Ruins, and in the future, those who go to my shop to buy pills can get some discounts. You can also come to me individually for some popular pills."

Hearing Mo Wuji's words, everyone stepped forward to thank him. Whether what Mo Wuji said was true or not, using one-third of a seventh-rank celestial spiritual herb to obtain this benefit was not a bad thing. Even if it was fake, what could one-third of a celestial spiritual herb do?

Mo Wuji said again, "It is fate that I was able to meet everyone today. Farewell, and see you again in the Sharp Corner Immortal Ruins."

Everyone cupped their fists, and they were about to separate and continue searching for treasures in this Shattered Realm when a shrill scream came, "I didn't move... I didn't move..."

Everyone was startled by the shrill scream and turned their gaze. A cultivator covered in blood, with his intestines hanging out, rushed over frantically. He was screaming and tearing as he ran, and the cultivators here remained silent. This cultivator who was running over had a shattered soul and scattered eyes, and his vitality was obviously gone.

Sure enough, before this cultivator could run close, he fell to the ground with a 'thump' and lost his breath.

"What thick fog..." A cultivator suddenly exclaimed.

Even without this cultivator saying it, everyone could see that what they could originally see of the shadowy ruins was now completely obscured by fog. Two people who were a little far apart could not even see each other.

"My spiritual will can't even scan a hundred feet..." another cultivator exclaimed.

Everyone quieted down and subconsciously gathered together. Not only him, but everyone's spiritual will could not scan beyond a hundred feet.

"Ah..." Another scream came from the distance, followed by silence again.

"Everyone, something big must have happened here. Don't leave here yet, let's gather together. There is strength in numbers..." Yi Tiandao's Hai Xiuran shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished shouting, several shrill screams came again. This time, the screams seemed to be coming from not far away.

Everyone became nervous. The cultivators who came here were at least Perfected Golden Immortals, and Perfected Golden Immortals were still a minority. More than 70% of the cultivators were Profound Immortal experts. For a Profound Immortal expert to be killed, only able to emit some screams, or even unable to scream, showed how powerful the thing hidden in this sudden fog was.

"Immortal Friend Mo, what do you think we should do?" Lu Jiazhi immediately looked at Mo Wuji. After Mo Wuji taught Fu Bei a lesson, he felt that his strength was a little weaker than Mo Wuji. He suspected that Mo Wuji was also a Perfected Profound Immortal, but his concealment technique was better, which was why he concealed himself as an ordinary cultivator.

Lu Jiazhi asked, and everyone turned their attention to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji looked at a broken building not far ahead and said, "I have two ideas. One is that everyone immediately flees in all directions, and whoever can escape is lucky. The second method is to immediately enter that building, and then improve that building, set up some defensive formations, and investigate the situation first."

That's what he said, but in fact, Mo Wuji already felt that the fog was very dangerous. Even he could not find out where these dangers came from.

After hearing Mo Wuji's words, Yi Ning the Monk immediately said, "Naturally, we should go to that broken hall."

As he spoke, he had already teleported over. Only a fool would choose to escape at this time, knowing that the first person to escape was not from among them, indicating that the danger was everywhere.

Seeing Yi Ning the Monk go over, the others followed suit. Mo Wuji also followed the crowd to the broken hall.

This time, without Mo Wuji speaking, everyone consciously began to repair the hall. In just half an hour, the hall was almost completely restored.

Mo Wuji grabbed some formation flags and began to set up the formation. He didn't ask anyone to help him. With his Formation Dao level, no one could help him.

Seeing Mo Wuji begin to set up the formation, some people took the initiative to take out the materials for refining the formation flags and handed them to Mo Wuji. In half a day, Mo Wuji had completed the layout of the hall's defensive formation.

At this moment, Mo Wuji realized that of the more than three hundred people from before, only two hundred and thirty people remained in the hall.