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第一百零八章 黑吃黑

"Hey, you guys, what are you waiting for? Do you want me to make the first move?" The black clouds churned, and a powerful aura of spiritual energy radiated out, enveloping three cultivators in front.

Facing the pressure from a Foundation Establishment stage expert, a drop of sweat fell from Zhang Tao's forehead. However, he and his two companions exchanged glances without yielding.

They were all at the peak of the Flexible Spirit Period, and they might have a chance if they went all out. They couldn't bear to let their hard-earned crystal stones and treasures fall into someone else's hands so easily.

Unlike other cultivators with ulterior motives, these three had grown up together since childhood. Though not brothers by blood, they were like brothers in every way, ready to stand together.

Sizzle...

Black lightning bolts shot out from the clouds as the demon cultivator's patience was at its end. Zhang Tao gritted his teeth and made the first move before the other side could act.

He activated a spiritual artifact that looked like a flying knife.

"Die!"

A cold laugh echoed from within the black clouds, and countless tiny lightning bolts coalesced into a thick bolt of lightning, striking down.

Thunderbolt Spell—this high-grade spell was known for its offensive power!

Just as the lightning was about to hit Zhang Tao, a yellow umbrella flew out diagonally from his side. It was a defensive spiritual artifact wielded by a smiling fat man whose strength shouldn't be underestimated.

At the same time, Zhang Tao's other companion also made a move. His spiritual artifact was a golden brick that grew as large as a house when infused with spiritual energy.

Two attacked while one defended; these three peak Flexible Spirit cultivators worked well together.

The black clouds roared continuously, and bloodstains began to appear amidst the swirling dark mists.

Boom!

The demon cultivator also activated his spiritual artifact. It was an enormous sword over three meters long.

Suddenly, the sky was shrouded in various strange lights...

Seeing their chance, other small cultivators hesitated for a moment but then fled. However, a bolt of lightning pierced through the first one who tried to escape, and a harsh voice echoed from above: "Who dares to run? I'll kill you all!"

Perhaps intimidated by the demon's brutal methods or perhaps no longer willing to be the first to act, the remaining small cultivators stopped.

Lin Xuan sneered. He looked up at the sky; the battle was clearly one-sided. Although Zhang Tao and his companions cooperated well, they lacked good spiritual artifacts and experience, quickly falling behind. They were just holding on now.

The demon cultivator didn't want to kill them but toyed with them like a cat with a mouse. Blood splattered as the three kept getting injured but not fatally so, causing other small cultivators to pale in fear.

Scare tactics—this was obvious from their actions. Seeing the demon's arrogant and triumphant demeanor, Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement.

After some thought, he activated his flying sword and joined the fray.

Someone actually dared to intervene! The demon cultivator was surprised but dismissed it; just an ordinary young man in his mid-Flexible Spirit stage—truly bold.

Although he had a decent flying sword, a top-grade spiritual artifact, its power couldn't be unleashed with only Fourth Stage cultivation techniques.

Trash!

The demon cultivator didn't pay much attention to Lin Xuan's attack. He merely sent a black mist from the clouds to纠缠 his flying sword.

Lin Xuan's expression was grave, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes as he secretly chuckled. The Red Silk Grass Green Liquid truly worked wonders; concealing his strength could provide a surprise attack effect.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on Zhang Tao and his companions, Lin Xuan's flying sword was less than ten meters away from the demon cultivator. A terrifying aura spread across his face.

Boom!

Powerful spiritual energy surged out from his body as he flicked a hand gesture: "Transform!"

The flying sword emitted a bright glow, twisting into the shape of a dragon, which lunged forward. The demon cultivator was taken aback and couldn't dodge in time; he could only hastily set up a defensive shield around himself.

However, Lin Xuan's full power spiritual energy shield easily tore through it, and his flying sword bit open the demon's throat.

Lin Xuan waved his hand, and the dragon flew back. It also took the demon cultivator's storage bracelet as a bonus.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden incident, looking at Lin Xuan with awe.

This unassuming young man turned out to be a Foundation Establishment stage expert!

One move, and he had killed the demon cultivator. However, the other Flexible Spirit cultivators weren't happy; they didn't know how Lin Xuan would handle them.

The few who had competed with Lin Xuan for waste pills were even more terrified, thinking about what happened just now made their backs sweat.

Lin Xuan glanced at everyone and most of the cultivators lowered their heads, avoiding his gaze. He shook his head and said nothing before flying away in a flash.

Several minutes later, the bustling market was empty, leaving only a few corpses lying on the ground.

Lin Xuan didn't go far; he merely circled around nearby and quietly returned. With his cultivation level, no one among the low-level cultivators could detect him.

This treasure hunt had been fruitful for Lin Xuan—hundreds of Foundation Establishment stage waste pills and the demon cultivator's storage bracelet.

At the last moment, Lin Xuan chose to act but not as a savior; he saw an opportunity to make some quick gains.

Lin Xuan wasn't good or bad. He wouldn't kill or rob for profit, but if there was no risk involved, taking advantage of someone else and making a small fortune was fine with him.

Cleaning through the demon cultivator's storage bracelet revealed more than Lin Xuan had expected. He had come here to rob, thinking the person might be too poor, but it turned out they were quite wealthy.

There were over a thousand attribute crystal stones, several scrolls of talismans and pills, and an excellent spiritual artifact—the powerful sword.

By Foundation Establishment stage standards, this person was considered rich.

Most cultivators had only dozens or even hundreds of crystal stones; Lin Xuan was more extravagant but he was in a special situation—selling waste pills last time brought him quite a bit.

But no one would complain about having too many crystal stones. As his cultivation level increased, expenses would grow like a river.

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