dì èr juǎn dào xiān cǎo dì yì bǎi líng qī zhāng zhù jī qī xiū mó zhě
第二卷盗仙草第一百零七章筑基期修魔者
Chapter 107: Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators
“ zhè xiē fèi dān xū yào duō shǎo jīng shí ， wǒ quán yào le 。”
“这些废丹需要多少晶石，我全要了。”
"Need how many crystal stones for these waste pills? I'll take them all."
yí gè shēng yīn cóng hòu miàn chuán le guò lái ， kǒu qì zhī dà ， ràng wéi zài tān qián de xiǎo xiū shì men fēn fèn cè mù ， yí gè xiàng mào píng fán de shào nián ， èr shí suì zuǒ yòu nián fàn 。
一个声音从后面传了过来，口气之大，让围在摊前的小修士们纷份侧目，一个相貌平凡的少年，二十岁左右年犯。
A voice came from behind, its tone so bold that it made the small cultivators gathered around the stall turn to look. A plain-looking youth in his twenties spoke.
cóng biǎo miàn shàng ， kàn bù chū sī háo de guò rén zhī chù ， xiǎo xiū shì men yǒu xiē bù mǎn le ：
从表面上，看不出丝毫的过人之处，小修士们有些不满了：
From appearances, there was nothing extraordinary about him, and the young cultivators felt a bit displeased:
“ nǐ yào mǎi xià suǒ yǒu de fèi dān ， yǒu zú gòu de jīng shí ma ？”
“你要买下所有的废丹，有足够的晶石吗？”
"Are you serious? You want to buy all these waste pills with enough crystal stones?"
“ jiù shì ， líng dòng zhōng qī de xiǎo zi ér yǐ ， zhuāi shén me zhuāi ， méi yǒu kàn jiàn dà yé wǒ ， yǐ jīng shì hòu qī de xiū wèi le ma ?"
“就是，灵动中期的小子而已，拽什么拽，没有看见大爷我，已经是后期的修为了吗?"
"Right, just an intermediate stage of Flexible Spirit. What's so special about that? Haven't seen you as someone advanced yet."
“ xiǎo zi ， gǎn fàn zhòng nù ， nǐ xiǎng yào wǒ sǐ wū ？”
“小子，敢犯众怒，你想要我死呜？”
"You brat, daring to provoke anger from everyone! Do you want me to kill you?"
tīng jiàn zhòng rén de zhǐ zé ， lín gān cái lǎn de hé tā men luō suo ， zhù jī qī de fèi dān ， bái jǐ zǒu zhì zài bì děi ， lěng lěng dì piǎo liǎo liǎo yī yǎn nào dé zuì xiōng de jǐ rén 。
听见众人的指责，林杆才懒得和他们啰嗦，筑基期的废丹，白己走志在必得，冷冷地瞟了了一眼闹得最凶的几人。
Lin Xuan paid no heed to the accusations and simply glanced at the few who were making a fuss the most. As his gaze fell upon them, their voices abruptly stopped, and they shivered like prey caught by snakes, beads of cold sweat forming on their foreheads.
mù guāng suǒ dào zhī chù ， shēng yīn jiá rán ér zhǐ ， jǐ rén hún shēn fā hán ， jiù xiàng shì bèi shé dīng zhōng de liè wù yì bān ， é tóu shàng mǎn shì lěng hàn 。
目光所到之处，声音戛然而止，几人浑身发寒，就像是被蛇盯中的猎物一般，额头上满是冷汗。
How could it be? He was just an intermediate stage Flexible Spirit cultivator with weaker strength than himself. Why did he have such terrifying pressure?
zěn me huì ， míng míng zhǐ shì yī líng dòng zhōng qī de xiū zhēn zhě ér yǐ ， shí lì bǐ zì jǐ hái ruò ， wèi hé huì yǒu zhè me kě pà de wēi yā ne ？
怎么会，明明只是一灵动中期的修真者而已，实力比自己还弱，为何会有这么可怕的威压呢？
The heart-stirring feeling vanished instantly. The young cultivators thought they had imagined it but were still somewhat wary and dared not speak again.
nà lìng rén xīn jì de gǎn jué zhuǎn shùn jí shì ， xiǎo xiū shì men hái yǐ wéi chǎn shēng le huàn jué ， dàn xīn zhōng duō shǎo yǒu xiē jì dàn ， bù gǎn zài hú luàn kāi kǒu le 。
那令人心悸的感觉转瞬即逝，小修士们还以为产生了幻觉，但心中多少有些忌惮，不敢再胡乱开口了。
"We are buying medicinal pills, each contributing crystal stones, the highest bidder gets them. I don't intend to force a purchase. If you can offer a higher price, naturally, you can take these waste pills."
“ wǒ men gòu mǎi dān yào ， shì gè chū jīng shí ， jià gāo zhě dé ， zài xià bìng méi yǒu qiáng mǎi de yì si ， nǐ men rú guǒ yuàn chū gèng gāo de jià qián ， zì rán yě kě yǐ jiāng fèi dān mǎi qù 。”
“我们购买丹药，是各出晶石，价高者得，在下并没有强买的意思，你们如果愿出更高的价钱，自然也可以将废丹买去。”
Lin Xuan took out twenty crystal stones from his storage bracelet. The stall owner only had one bottle of waste pill; this price was already quite high according to their description.
lín gān yī biān shuō ， yī biān cóng chǔ wù shǒu zhuó zhōng ná chū le èr shí kuài jīng shí ， cǐ tān zhǔ yě jiù jǐn yǒu yī píng fèi dān ， àn zhào tā men suǒ shuō de gōng xiào ， zhè ge jià qián yǐ jīng gěi dé hěn gāo 。
林杆一边说，一边从储物手镯中拿出了二十块晶石，此摊主也就仅有一瓶废丹，按照他们所说的功效，这个价钱已经给得很高。
The lower-stage cultivators exchanged glances and showed no interest in competing. A few to five waste pills were equivalent to a single lower-grade Essence Cleansing Pill, and they didn't have the luxury to spend so much.
jǐ gè dī jiē xiū shì miàn miàn xiāng qù ， guǒ rán méi liú lù chū zhēng qiǎng zhī yì ， sān dào wǔ lì fèi dān ， cái xiāng dāng yú yī lì xià pǐn xǐ suǐ dān 。 yī píng jiù mài èr shí kuài jīng shí ， tā men kě méi yù nà me shē chǐ 。
几个低阶修士面面相觑，果然没流露出争抢之意，三到五粒废丹，才相当于一粒下品洗髓丹。一瓶就卖二十块晶石，他们可没育那么奢侈。
Under everyone's envious and jealous gazes, Lin Xuan bought all the waste pills.
zài zhòng rén jí dù ér yòu xiàn mù de mù guāng xià 。 lín xuān jiāng fèi dān mǎi le xià lái 。
在众人嫉妒而又羡慕的目光下。林轩将废丹买了下来。
It was truly an unexpected delight. Lin Xuan hadn’t expected to find Foundation Establishment stage waste pills but could support his cultivation for a while with one hundred of them.
zhēn kě yǐ shuō shì yì wài zhī xǐ le ， lín gān yě méi yǒu xiǎng dào jū rán kě yǐ táo dào zhù jī qī de fèi dān ， suī rán yì bǎi lì shǎo le diǎn ， dàn yě kě yǐ zhī tè zì jǐ yī zhèn de xiū liàn 。
真可以说是意外之喜了，林杆也没有想到居然可以淘到筑基期的废丹，虽然一百粒少了点，但也可以支特自己一阵的修炼。
Spirit Medicine Mountain, he thought as he made up his mind.
líng yào shān ， lín xuān xīn zhōng yǒu le de dǎ suàn 。
灵药山，林轩心中有了的打算。
He continued browsing in the market but found no other items worth selling. It wasn't surprising; after all, he was also at the Foundation Establishment stage. At this level of trade fairs, finding precious treasures was rare.
jì xù zài jí shì lǐ guàng le yī huì er ， lín xuān méi yǒu fā guān qí tā kě yǐ chū shǒu dì wù pǐn ， yě nán guài ， bì jìng zì jǐ xiàn zài yě shì zhù jī qī ， zài zhè zhǒng céng cì de jiāo yì huì lǐ ， mǎi dào bǎo wù dì jī lǜ hěn dī 。
继续在集市里逛了一会儿，林轩没有发观其他可以出手地物品，也难怪，毕竟自己现在也是筑基期，在这种层次的交易会里，买到宝物地几率很低。
Since there were no items he needed, Lin Xuan didn’t plan to linger any longer and was about to leave when a black cloud appeared in the sky.
jì rán méi yǒu xū yào de dōng xī ， lín gān yě bù dǎ suàn jì xù zài zhè ér dān gē xià qù 。 zhèng zhǔn bèi lí kāi ， tū rán ， yī zhèn jù dà de bào zhà shēng yīn chuán le guò lái 。
既然没有需要的东西，林杆也不打算继续在这儿耽搁下去。正准备离开，突然，一阵巨大的爆炸声音传了过来。
"What is that?"
“ hōng ！”
“轰！”
A mass of dark energy emerged from the void, swirling with powerful spiritual pressure.
zhèn ěr yù lóng ， dì miàn bù tíng de chàn liào ， zhèng zài jiāo yì dì xiū shì men dōu lèng zhù le ， miàn miàn xiāng qù ， jiū jìng chū le shén me wèn tí 。 bào zhà lái zì fāng shì rù kǒu de fāng xiàng 。 nà jiǎn dān diào huàn zhèn yǐ jīng bèi sǎo chú ， tiān kōng zhōng wū yún mì bù ……
震耳欲聋，地面不停的颤料，正在交易地修士们都愣住了，面面相觑，究竟出了什么问题。爆炸来自坊市入口的方向。那简单钓幻阵已经被扫除，天空中乌云密布……
Foundation Establishment stage cultivator!
“ nǐ men kàn ， nà shì shén me ？”
“你们看，那是什么？”
Lin Xuan frowned. The man's aura was extremely fierce, clearly someone who meant business.
yī tuán hēi qì chū xiàn zài le xū wú de tiān kōng ， bù tíng de fān sòng ， qiáng dà de líng lì wēi yā cóng lǐ miàn chuán 。
一团黑气出现在了虚无的天空，不停的翻诵，强大的灵力威压从里面传。
"Listen up, little guy! Hand over all your crystal stones and treasures or face death!"
zhù jī qī xiū zhēn zhě ！
筑基期修真者！
The words from the black cloud caused a commotion among the crowd as if a bucket of hot water had been poured into boiling oil. This situation had happened before; high-stage cultivators would bully low-stage ones to rob them.
lín xuān zhòu le zhòu méi ， cǐ rén de qì xī fēi cháng bào liè 。 yī kàn jiù shì lái zhě bù shàn 。
林轩皱了皱眉，此人的气息非常暴烈。一看就是来者不善。
In the world of cultivation, might made right, but those who committed such acts usually met with bad ends. Although participants were mostly low-stage, some were from prominent sects. Even if they weren’t valued highly, elders would still avenge their juniors’ humiliation.
“ lǐ miàn dì xiǎo jiā huo tīng le ， jiāng nǐ men shǒu lǐ de jīng shí bǎo wù quán bù jiāo chū lái ， fǒu zé shā wú shè ！”
“里面地小家伙听了，将你们手里的晶石宝物全部交出来，否则杀无赦！”
Thus, after the initial few times, trade fairs became much safer. No one expected to face this situation.
tīng le hēi yún lǐ de huà ， xià miàn dùn shí rú gǔn yóu zhōng bèi jiāo le yī piáo fèi shuǐ ， wēng de yī shēng zhà le kāi lái ， zhè zhǒng shì qíng yǐ qián qián yě fā shēng guò ， gāo jiē xiū zhēn zhě shì qiáng líng ruò 。 lái táo bǎo huì qiǎng jié 。
听了黑云里的话，下面顿时如滚油中被浇了一瓢沸水，嗡的一声炸了开来，这种事情以前前也发生过，高阶修真者恃强凌弱。来淘宝会抢劫。
Lin Xuan remained calm and had no intention of being the first to speak up. The man’s aura was strong; he must have mastered the second layer of Foundation Establishment stage cultivation techniques and was a cultivator of evil magic.
xiū zhēn jiè nǎi shì ruò ròu qiáng shí de shì jiè 。 kě nà xiē qiǎng jié zhě ， zuì hòu xià chǎng dōu bù hǎo 。 yuán kùn wú tā ， suī rán cān jiā táo bǎo de dōu shì dī jiē xiū shì ， dàn lǐ miàn yě bù fá míng mén dà pài tā dì zǐ ， jiù suàn bù shòu zhòng shì ， dàn dǎ gǒu hái yào kàn zhǔ rén ， shī zhǎng men kěn dìng huì wèi tā men zhǎo huí miàn zi 。
修真界乃是弱肉强食的世界。可那些抢劫者，最后下场都不好。原困无他，虽然参加淘宝的都是低阶修士，但里面也不乏名门大派她弟子，就算不受重视，但打狗还要看主人，师长们肯定会为他们找回面子。
Before the Condensation Core stage, those with the same level of cultivation, evil magic practitioners were usually one step ahead of regular cultivators.
suǒ yǐ chú le táo bǎo huì zuì chū jǔ bàn de jǐ cì ， hòu miàn dōu yǐ jīng biàn dé hěn ān quán ， zhòng rén zěn me yě méi cái xiǎng dào huì yù jiàn zhè yàng de shì 。
所以除了淘宝会最初举办的几次，后面都已经变得很安全，众人怎么也没才想到会遇见这样的事。
Equipped with such an eerie and sinister technique, Lin Xuan wouldn’t rashly engage without absolute confidence in his strength. He would wait and see.
lín xuān bù dòng shēng sè ， bìng méi yǒu dāng chū tóu niǎo de yì si ， lái zhě qì xī bù ruò ， yīng gāi yǐ liàn chéng le zhù jī qī dì èr céng gōng fǎ ， ér qiě hái shì xiū mó zhě 。
林轩不动声色，并没有当出头鸟的意思，来者气息不弱，应该已练成了筑基期第二层功法，而且还是修魔者。
"Senior, we are just some intermediate stage disciples. We don't have anything you can value on us. Please be magnanimous."
yào zhī dào zài níng dān qī yǐ qián ， xiāng tóng jìng jiè ， xiū mó zhě de tū lì yào bǐ xiū xiān zhě shèng shàng yī chóu 。
要知道在凝丹期以前，相同境界，修魔者的突力要比修仙者胜上一筹。
The speaker was only in his late twenties but dressed like a nobleman from an esteemed family. He seemed to be one of the organizers of this trade fair.
pèi shàng guǐ yì xié è de gōng fǎ ， xiāng dāng jí shǒu ， zài méi yǒu jué duì shí lì de bǎ wò qíng kuàng xià ， lín xuān cái bú huì shǎ shǎ de chū shǒu 。
配上诡异邪恶的功法，湘当棘手，在没有绝对实力的把握情况下，林轩才不会傻傻的出手。
"Shut up and hand over your treasures, or else I’ll take your life," came the hoarse voice from the black cloud without any emotion.
xiān jìng guān qí biàn zài shuō ！
先静观其变再说！
Inexperience can be brave. With so many people, it could boost their courage. Although the opponent was a Foundation Establishment stage expert, they were openly robbing them, which enraged the crowd. A young man with a fiery temper spoke up: "Respect you as senior, don’t act like an old man. What’s one level of cultivation to you? We are many; do we fear you?"
“ zhè wèi qián bèi ， wǒ men zhǐ shì yī xiē líng dòng qī de dī jiē dì zǐ ér yǐ ， shēn shàng nǎ yǒu nǐ kàn dé shàng yǎn de gōng xǐ ， nǐ jiù gāo tái guì shǒu ……”
“这位前辈，我们只是一些灵动期的低阶弟子而已，身上哪有你看得上眼的恭喜，你就高抬贵手……”
"You brat, you’re good..."
shuō huà zhī rén suī rán zhǐ yǒu èr shí qī bā suì nián jì ， què shì yī fù shì jiā gōng zi de dǎ bàn ， kàn qíng xíng ， yīng gāi shì cǐ cì táo bǎo huì de zhào jí rén zhī yī 。
说话之人虽然只有二十七八岁年纪，却是一副世家公子的打扮，看情形，应该是此次淘宝会的召集人之一。
The voice from the black cloud laughed in anger. Lin Xuan sighed. The young man was too impulsive and hadn't learned that words could bring trouble.
“ shǎo luó suo ， jiāo chū bǎo wù jiù ráo nǐ men yī mìng ， fǒu zé jiù hún guī dì fǔ ， zì jǐ xuǎn zé 。” hēi yún zhōng chuán lái shā yǎ nán tīng de shēng yīn ， bù dài yī sī gǎn qíng 。
“少罗嗦，交出宝物就饶你们一命，否则就魂归地府，自己选择。”黑云中传来沙哑难听的声音，不带一丝感情。
A strand of dark energy separated from the black cloud, moving slowly but fast, enveloping the youth.
suǒ wèi chū shēng niú dú bù pà hǔ ， rén duō kě yǐ zhuàng dǎn ， suī rán duì fāng shì zhù jī qī de gāo shǒu ， kě zhè me míng qiǎng yě jī qǐ le zài chǎng zhī rén dì fèn nù ， dāng jí jiù yǒu yí gè pí qì huǒ bào de nián qīng rén kāi kǒu ：“ dà jiā jìng nǐ yī shēng qián bèi ， bú yào yǐ lǎo mài lǎo ， gāo yí gè jìng jiè yòu rú hé ， wǒ men zhè me duō rén ， nán dào hái pà nǐ ma ？”|
所谓初生牛犊不怕虎，人多可以壮胆，虽然对方是筑基期的高手，可这么明抢也激起了在场之人地愤怒，当即就有一个脾气火爆的年轻人开口：“大家敬你一声前辈，不要倚老卖老，高一个境界又如何，我们这么多人，难道还怕你吗？”|
In a moment, it wrapped around his body, then gently circled him.
“ xiǎo zi ， nǐ hěn hǎo ……”
“小子，你很好……”
"Ahh!"
hēi yún zhōng dì shēng yīn nù jí fǎn xiào ， lín xuān tàn le kǒu qì ， nián qīng rén ， zuò shì qíng dào dǐ chōng dòng le yī xiē ， hái bù míng bái huò cóng kǒu chū de dào lǐ 。
黑云中地声音怒极反笑，林轩叹了口气，年轻人，做事情到底冲动了一些，还不明白祸从口出的道理。
The terrified scream came from a nearby female cultivator. The once lively and confident young man seemed to have had all his vitality sucked out; he quickly withered and turned into a dry corpse.
yī sī hēi qì cóng nà wū yún zhōng fēn lí le chū lái ， shì huǎn shí kuài ， xiàng nà ge shào nián xí juǎn 。
一丝黑气从那乌云中分离了出来，似缓实快，向那个少年席卷。
"You… you're an evil magic practitioner?"
jī hū shà nà jiān ， jiù bāo guǒ zhù le tā de shēn tǐ ， rán hòu qīng qīng yī rào 。
几乎霎那间，就包裹住了他的身体，然后轻轻一绕。
Recognizing the strange technique, fear spread among the low-stage cultivators present.
“ a ！”
“啊！”
At least evil magic practitioners weren't as bloodthirsty as regular cultivators.
jīng kǒng de jiān jiào ， què shì páng biān de yí gè nǚ xiū shì fā chū lái de ， duǎn duǎn de shù miǎo zhōng ， gāng cái hái huó bèng luàn tiào de ， háo qì chōng tiān de shào nián fǎng fú bèi shén me xī gàn le jīng xuè ， shēn tǐ xùn sù kū wěi le xià qù ， biàn chéng le yī jù gān shī 。
惊恐的尖叫，却是旁边的一个女修士发出来的，短短的数秒钟，刚才还活蹦乱跳的，豪气冲天的少年仿佛被什么吸干了精血，身体迅速枯萎了下去，变成了一具干尸。
"How about this? If you don’t listen, that’s your fate."
“ nǐ …… nǐ shì xiū mó zhě ？”
“你……你是修魔者？”
"Senior, I am a disciple of Thunder Cloud Manor. Please be merciful," another young man stepped forward and showed his badge.
suī rán zài chǎng de dōu shì xiē cài niǎo ， dàn cóng duì fāng guǐ yì de gōng fǎ ， yě rèn chū le tā de shēn fèn ， jīng kǒng bù ān de qíng xù ， zài zhè xiē dī jiē xiū shì zhōng màn yán 。
虽然在场的都是些菜鸟，但从对方诡异的功法，也认出了他的身份，惊恐不安的情绪，在这些低阶修士中蔓延。
"Oh, Thunder Cloud Manor."
suī rán xiū zhēn zhě yě bú jiàn de shì shén me hǎo dōng xī ， dàn zhì shǎo méi yǒu xiū mó zhě shì shā xié è 。
虽然修真者也不见得是什么好东西，但至少没有修魔者嗜杀邪恶。
"Yes, senior, can you spare us in consideration for our sect?"
“ zěn me yàng ， ruò bù guāi guāi tīng huà ， tā jiù shì nǐ men de xià chǎng 。”
“怎么样，若不乖乖听话，他就是你们的下场。”
Before he could finish, another strand of dark energy enveloped him as the black cloud cackled: "Three major sects of Youzhou? So what? I hate being threatened."
“ zhè wèi qián bèi ， wǎn bèi nǎi shì léi yún shān zhuāng de dì zǐ ， nín néng fǒu wǎng kāi yí miàn 。” yòu yí gè nián qīng rén zhàn le chū lái ， bìng cóng shēn shàng tāo chū le yí gè yāo pái 。
“这位前辈，晚辈乃是雷云山庄的弟子，您能否网开一面。”又一个年轻人站了出来，并从身上掏出了一个腰牌。
Seeing a second person turn into a dry corpse, the cultivators chose silence out of fear. The robber wasn’t swayed by threats and didn’t care about the three major sects' faces.
“ ó ， léi yún shān zhuāng 。”
“哦，雷云山庄。”
Some smart ones noticed a detail and sighed privately. Despite his arrogance, he was actually very meticulous. He had stayed hidden in the black cloud all along without revealing himself. They only knew he was an evil magic Foundation Establishment stage cultivator with no other information. It would be hard to seek revenge from elders after this.
“ shì a ， qián bèi néng fǒu kàn zài bì mén de fèn shàng ……”
“是啊，前辈能否看在敝门的份上……”
Lin Xuan glanced at everyone around him and saw various expressions—fear, anger, or submission.
huà yīn wèi luò ， yòu yī sī hēi qì jiāng zhè ge zì zuò cōng míng de jiā huo bāo guǒ ， wū yún zhōng jié jié guài xiào chuán chū ：“ yōu zhōu de sān dà mén pài yòu rú hé ， lǎo zi zuì tǎo yàn bié rén wēi xié wǒ 。”
话音未落，又一丝黑气将这个自作聪明的家伙包裹，乌云中桀桀怪笑传出：“幽州的三大门派又如何，老子最讨厌别人威胁我。”
"A bunch of useless fellows!"
kàn jiàn dì èr gè rén bèi xī chéng gān shī ， xiū shì men zài jīng jì zhōng xuǎn zé le chén mò ， duì fāng ruǎn yìng bù chī ， lián sān jù tóu de miàn zi yě bù fàng zài yǎn lǐ 。
看见第二个人被吸成干尸，修士们在惊悸中选择了沉默，对方软硬不吃，连三巨头的面子也不放在眼里。
Lin Xuan sneered. He wasn’t a hero; he had no intention of saving anyone. With his遁光speed, he could easily leave this place. Even if the opponent wanted to stop him, showing his strength would be foolish for someone at the same level.
yě yǒu cōng míng zhě zhù yì dào yí gè xì jié ， sī xià lǐ mò mò tàn qì ， bié kàn zhè ge qiǎng jié zhě xiāo zhāng wú bǐ ， qí shí què hěn xīn xì ， cóng tóu dào wěi ， tā yì zhí cáng shēn yú wū yún zhī zhōng ， bù céng lòu miàn ， dà jiā chú le zhī dào tā shì zhù jī qī de xiū mó zhě zhī wài ， gēn běn jiù méi yǒu rèn hé duō yú de xìn xī ， yě jiù shì shuō shì hòu xiǎng yào qǐng shī zhǎng bào chóu ， yě hěn nán zhǎo dào zhèng zhǔ ér 。
也有聪明者注意到一个细节，私下里默默叹气，别看这个抢劫者嚣张无比，其实却很心细，从头到尾，他一直藏身于乌云之中，不曾露面，大家除了知道他是筑基期的修魔者之外，根本就没有任何多余的信息，也就是说事后想要请师长报仇，也很难找到正主儿。
What did it matter whether these people lived or died?
lín xuān dǎ liàng le zhōu wéi de zhòng rén yī yǎn ， zhǐ jiàn dà jiā shén sè gè yì ， yǒu de jīng kǒng ， yǒu de fèn nù ， yě yǒu de sì hū yǐ jīng qū fú 。
林轩打量了周围的众人一眼，只见大家神色各异，有的惊恐，有的愤怒，也有的似乎已经屈服。
Lin Xuan was not cold-hearted; the cultivation world was inherently selfish. Besides, one had to rely on oneself and shouldn’t expect others' help.
“ yī qún méi yòng de jiā huo ！”
“一群没用的家伙！”
Strictly speaking, this passive situation was due to their own lack of effort. If they could unite, even a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator couldn't single-handedly defeat a thousand low-stage ones. Today's robbery was half a lifetime’s savings for him.
lín xuān zuǐ jiǎo guà zhe yī sī jī cháo ， tā kě méi yǒu nà me wěi dà ， yǒu dāng jiù shì zhǔ de jué wù ， yǐ zì jǐ de dùn guāng sù dù ， jué duì kě yǐ qīng yì lí kāi zhè ge shì fēi zhī dì ， jiù suàn duì fāng xiǎng yào zǔ zhǐ ， zhǐ yào shāo wēi xiǎn lù xiū wèi ， duì fāng jué bù kě néng shǎ dào yào qiǎng tóng jiē de xiū shì 。
林轩嘴角挂着一丝讥嘲，他可没有那么伟大，有当救世主的觉悟，以自己的遁光速度，绝对可以轻易离开这个是非之地，就算对方想要阻止，只要稍微显露修为，对方绝不可能傻到要抢同阶的修士。
Why should he save such people?
zhì yú páng biān zhè xiē rén ， shì sǐ shì huó guān zì jǐ shén me shì ？
至于旁边这些人，是死是活关自己什么事？
Silence didn’t last long as the hoarse voice from the black cloud rang out again: "Decided yet? Want treasures or life? If not, I’ll start killing."
bú yào shuō lín xuān lěng xuè ， xiū xiān jiè běn lái jiù shì zì sī zì lì de shì jiè ， hé kuàng rén yào kào zì jǐ ， bú yào jǐn zhǐ wàng bié rén de bāng zhù 。
不要说林轩冷血，修仙界本来就是自私自利的世界，何况人要靠自己，不要尽指望别人的帮助。
The spirit sense locked onto a cultivator in front of him.
yán gé shuō lái ， xiàn zài bèi dòng de jú miàn ， yě shì zhè xiē rén de zì jǐ bù zhēng qì zào chéng ， rú guǒ tā men néng tuán jié yì diǎn ， duì fāng suī rán shì zhù jī qī ， nán dào hái zhēn néng gòu yǐ yī dāng qiān ， jiǎ rú bú shì zhòng rén gè huái guǐ tāi ， néng gòu tóng shí chū shǒu ， yī qiān gè dī jiē fǎ shù de dié jiā ， yě néng jiāng duì fāng dǎ dé pì gǔn niào liú 。
严格说来，现在被动的局面，也是这些人的自己不争气造成，如果他们能团结一点，对方虽然是筑基期，难道还真能够以一当千，假如不是众人各怀鬼胎，能够同时出手，一千个低阶法术的叠加，也能将对方打得屁滚尿流。
"Senior, please calm down. Don't be angry; I'll give it to you."
zhè yàng de rén ， zì jǐ hé bì qù jiù 。
这样的人，自己何必去救。
Seeing the demon god staring at him, that person turned pale and trembled before finally submitting.
chén mò méi yǒu chí xù duō jiǔ ， wū yún zhōng nà nán tīng de shēng yīn yòu chuán chū lái le ：“ zěn me ， xiǎng hǎo le méi yǒu ， yào bǎo wù hái shì yào mìng ， zài bù gěi ， lǎo zi kě yào dà kāi shā jiè le 。”
沉默没有持续多久，乌云中那难听的声音又传出来了：“怎么，想好了没有，要宝物还是要命，再不给，老子可要大开杀戒了。”
"Good, hand over all your treasures. If you keep one..."
shuō wán ， shén shí suǒ dìng le shēn qián de yí gè xiū zhēn zhě 。
说完，神识锁定了身前的一个修真者。
"No, no."
“ qián bèi xī nù ， xī nù ， mò yào dòng shǒu ， wǎn bèi gěi jiù shì le 。”
“前辈息怒，息怒，莫要动手，晚辈给就是了。”
The cowardly person took out his storage bag with trembling hands, showing a painful expression as he dumped everything on the ground—five or six crystal stones, several pieces of talismans, and some herbs. That was it.
jiàn shà shén dīng shàng zì jǐ ， nà rén xià dé liǎn qīng chún bái ， yóu yù yī xià ， zhōng yú xuǎn zé le qū fú 。
见煞神盯上自己，那人吓得脸青唇白，犹豫一下，终于选择了屈服。
"Hmph, poor beggar!" the black cloud grumbled but didn’t break the promise: "You can go."
“ hǎo ， nà jiāng nǐ shēn shàng suǒ yǒu de bǎo wù dōu jiāo chū lái ， zhǐ yào gǎn liú yī jiàn ……”
“好，那将你身上所有的宝物都交出来，只要敢留一件……”
"Thank you, senior."
“ bù gǎn ， bù gǎn 。”
“不敢，不敢。”
The person looked at his treasures one last time before leaving. For a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, these items were insignificant, but he had only just reached the third layer of cultivation today's loss was half a lifetime’s savings.
nà rén dǎn xiǎo rú shǔ ， zhàn zhàn jīng jīng de qǔ chū le chǔ wù dài ， mǎn liǎn ròu tòng de biǎo qíng ， wǎng dì shàng yī dào ， wǔ liù kuài jīng shí ， shù zhāng fú ， hái yǒu jǐ kē cǎo yào ， chú cǐ yǐ wài ， jū rán méi yǒu bié de dōng xī le 。
那人胆小如鼠，战战兢兢的取出了储物袋，满脸肉痛的表情，往地上一倒，五六块晶石，数张符，还有几颗草药，除此以外，居然没有别的东西了。
With someone leading the way, more and more cultivators chose to submit. A few tried to hide some treasures secretly but couldn’t escape the notice of the Foundation Establishment stage expert; they all met their ends in a bloody mess.
Chapter 107: Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators
"Need how many crystal stones for these waste pills? I'll take them all."
A voice came from behind, its tone so bold that it made the small cultivators gathered around the stall turn to look. A plain-looking youth in his twenties spoke.
From appearances, there was nothing extraordinary about him, and the young cultivators felt a bit displeased:
"Are you serious? You want to buy all these waste pills with enough crystal stones?"
"Right, just an intermediate stage of Flexible Spirit. What's so special about that? Haven't seen you as someone advanced yet."
"You brat, daring to provoke anger from everyone! Do you want me to kill you?"
Lin Xuan paid no heed to the accusations and simply glanced at the few who were making a fuss the most. As his gaze fell upon them, their voices abruptly stopped, and they shivered like prey caught by snakes, beads of cold sweat forming on their foreheads.
How could it be? He was just an intermediate stage Flexible Spirit cultivator with weaker strength than himself. Why did he have such terrifying pressure?
The heart-stirring feeling vanished instantly. The young cultivators thought they had imagined it but were still somewhat wary and dared not speak again.
"We are buying medicinal pills, each contributing crystal stones, the highest bidder gets them. I don't intend to force a purchase. If you can offer a higher price, naturally, you can take these waste pills."
Lin Xuan took out twenty crystal stones from his storage bracelet. The stall owner only had one bottle of waste pill; this price was already quite high according to their description.
The lower-stage cultivators exchanged glances and showed no interest in competing. A few to five waste pills were equivalent to a single lower-grade Essence Cleansing Pill, and they didn't have the luxury to spend so much.
Under everyone's envious and jealous gazes, Lin Xuan bought all the waste pills.
It was truly an unexpected delight. Lin Xuan hadn’t expected to find Foundation Establishment stage waste pills but could support his cultivation for a while with one hundred of them.
Spirit Medicine Mountain, he thought as he made up his mind.
He continued browsing in the market but found no other items worth selling. It wasn't surprising; after all, he was also at the Foundation Establishment stage. At this level of trade fairs, finding precious treasures was rare.
Since there were no items he needed, Lin Xuan didn’t plan to linger any longer and was about to leave when a black cloud appeared in the sky.
"What is that?"
A mass of dark energy emerged from the void, swirling with powerful spiritual pressure.
Foundation Establishment stage cultivator!
Lin Xuan frowned. The man's aura was extremely fierce, clearly someone who meant business.
"Listen up, little guy! Hand over all your crystal stones and treasures or face death!"
The words from the black cloud caused a commotion among the crowd as if a bucket of hot water had been poured into boiling oil. This situation had happened before; high-stage cultivators would bully low-stage ones to rob them.
In the world of cultivation, might made right, but those who committed such acts usually met with bad ends. Although participants were mostly low-stage, some were from prominent sects. Even if they weren’t valued highly, elders would still avenge their juniors’ humiliation.
Thus, after the initial few times, trade fairs became much safer. No one expected to face this situation.
Lin Xuan remained calm and had no intention of being the first to speak up. The man’s aura was strong; he must have mastered the second layer of Foundation Establishment stage cultivation techniques and was a cultivator of evil magic.
Before the Condensation Core stage, those with the same level of cultivation, evil magic practitioners were usually one step ahead of regular cultivators.
Equipped with such an eerie and sinister technique, Lin Xuan wouldn’t rashly engage without absolute confidence in his strength. He would wait and see.
"Senior, we are just some intermediate stage disciples. We don't have anything you can value on us. Please be magnanimous."
The speaker was only in his late twenties but dressed like a nobleman from an esteemed family. He seemed to be one of the organizers of this trade fair.
"Shut up and hand over your treasures, or else I’ll take your life," came the hoarse voice from the black cloud without any emotion.
Inexperience can be brave. With so many people, it could boost their courage. Although the opponent was a Foundation Establishment stage expert, they were openly robbing them, which enraged the crowd. A young man with a fiery temper spoke up: "Respect you as senior, don’t act like an old man. What’s one level of cultivation to you? We are many; do we fear you?"
"You brat, you’re good..."
The voice from the black cloud laughed in anger. Lin Xuan sighed. The young man was too impulsive and hadn't learned that words could bring trouble.
A strand of dark energy separated from the black cloud, moving slowly but fast, enveloping the youth.
In a moment, it wrapped around his body, then gently circled him.
"Ahh!"
The terrified scream came from a nearby female cultivator. The once lively and confident young man seemed to have had all his vitality sucked out; he quickly withered and turned into a dry corpse.
"You… you're an evil magic practitioner?"
Recognizing the strange technique, fear spread among the low-stage cultivators present.
At least evil magic practitioners weren't as bloodthirsty as regular cultivators.
"How about this? If you don’t listen, that’s your fate."
"Senior, I am a disciple of Thunder Cloud Manor. Please be merciful," another young man stepped forward and showed his badge.
"Oh, Thunder Cloud Manor."
"Yes, senior, can you spare us in consideration for our sect?"
Before he could finish, another strand of dark energy enveloped him as the black cloud cackled: "Three major sects of Youzhou? So what? I hate being threatened."
Seeing a second person turn into a dry corpse, the cultivators chose silence out of fear. The robber wasn’t swayed by threats and didn’t care about the three major sects' faces.
Some smart ones noticed a detail and sighed privately. Despite his arrogance, he was actually very meticulous. He had stayed hidden in the black cloud all along without revealing himself. They only knew he was an evil magic Foundation Establishment stage cultivator with no other information. It would be hard to seek revenge from elders after this.
Lin Xuan glanced at everyone around him and saw various expressions—fear, anger, or submission.
"A bunch of useless fellows!"
Lin Xuan sneered. He wasn’t a hero; he had no intention of saving anyone. With his遁光speed, he could easily leave this place. Even if the opponent wanted to stop him, showing his strength would be foolish for someone at the same level.
What did it matter whether these people lived or died?
Lin Xuan was not cold-hearted; the cultivation world was inherently selfish. Besides, one had to rely on oneself and shouldn’t expect others' help.
Strictly speaking, this passive situation was due to their own lack of effort. If they could unite, even a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator couldn't single-handedly defeat a thousand low-stage ones. Today's robbery was half a lifetime’s savings for him.
Why should he save such people?
Silence didn’t last long as the hoarse voice from the black cloud rang out again: "Decided yet? Want treasures or life? If not, I’ll start killing."
The spirit sense locked onto a cultivator in front of him.
"Senior, please calm down. Don't be angry; I'll give it to you."
Seeing the demon god staring at him, that person turned pale and trembled before finally submitting.
"Good, hand over all your treasures. If you keep one..."
"No, no."
The cowardly person took out his storage bag with trembling hands, showing a painful expression as he dumped everything on the ground—five or six crystal stones, several pieces of talismans, and some herbs. That was it.
"Hmph, poor beggar!" the black cloud grumbled but didn’t break the promise: "You can go."
"Thank you, senior."
The person looked at his treasures one last time before leaving. For a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, these items were insignificant, but he had only just reached the third layer of cultivation today's loss was half a lifetime’s savings.
With someone leading the way, more and more cultivators chose to submit. A few tried to hide some treasures secretly but couldn’t escape the notice of the Foundation Establishment stage expert; they all met their ends in a bloody mess.