134 Closed-Door Cultivation_1

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A full cup of tea time passed, and no more cultivators were transmitted out; both sides tallied up the numbers.

The Human Clan and the Barbarian Tribe each had sent three hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators into the secret realm to hunt for treasure, and a total of ninety-two people came out alive, with forty-seven from the Human Clan and forty-five from the Barbarian Tribe, two people short.

"Madam Gu, Taoist Friend Ta, according to our agreement, you've lost,"

said Xuanyang True Monarch with a smile.

"Hmph, we will honor the agreement. Allocate the Qingxu crystal veins according to your plan. If you play any tricks again, we'll continue the fight,"

said Gu Bing coldly.

"Sounds as if we're scared of you. Losing is losing, and there's no use being a dead duck with a stiff beak,"

taunted Du Yinyin.

With a cold snort, Gu Bing led his tribespeople away.

The Human Cultivators were jubilant; the war was finally coming to an end.