Dragging the heavily injured man, who looked to be in his twenties, Chu Qingyun swaggered out of the room.
"You. Scream."
Although the mbers of the Martial Soul Hall were said to be condensed from Martial Soul Power and Primordial Power, they were just like humans. They could die, get injured, and feel pain when their limbs were broken.
When the man was beaten earlier, his screams had been too muffled inside the room, so they failed to attract enough attention.
That was why, after coming outside, Chu Qingyun made him keep screaming.
However, the man didn't understand what Chu Qingyun was up to.
'Isn't this guy here for an assassination? So why is he making scream?'
"Don't get it?"
Chu Qingyun grinned and kicked the man's knee, shattering it completely. The man's Martial Soul Power dissipated!
"AHH!!"
"Soone! Help !"
The man collapsed to the ground, his broken leg twitching as he shrieked at the top of his lungs.
Soon, two nearby patrol teams of Martial Artists rushed over. Upon seeing Chu Qingyun and their Tier Three superior on the ground, their expressions changed drastically. "Who are you!?"
"Who am I?"
"Idiots. I'm the one who's here to kill you, of course!"
"Ten-Star Vine!"
"Thunderbolt Flash!"
Facing these low-level Martial Artists, Chu Qingyun felt no pressure whatsoever. He swiftly unleashed his Ten-star Vine Martial Soul.
Specks of Thunder Aura lit up on the ten vines, and with a single thrust, more than a dozen low-level Martial Artists were instantly killed!
With their ager strength, they didn't even have the ability to resist Chu Qingyun!
The heavily injured Tier Three on the ground was utterly stunned.
'That was more than a dozen Martial Artists! Forget Shilin Town—even in Tieshan City, that would be considered a significant force.'
'But here, they were wiped out in a single exchange, without even the chance to use their True Martial Souls and fight for their lives!'
With his strength as a Level 8 Martial Artist, he simply couldn't comprehend any of it!
"Keep screaming. No slacking!"
Having drawn only a dozen or so n, Chu Qingyun was dissatisfied. He stomped on the man's other leg, snapping it.
An even more miserable and piercing wail rang out.
More and more Martial Artists from the Martial Soul Hall quickly gathered, and Chu Qingyun, in turn, drew his Thundercloud Sword. Together with his Ten-star Vine Martial Soul, he began a frenzied slaughter of the low-level Martial Artists.
He killed as many as ca!
The speed at which the low-level Martial Souls gathered simply couldn't keep up with Chu Qingyun's killing speed!
Fortunately, after the Martial Soul Hall mbers died, they all turned into clumps of Martial Soul Power that were consud by Chu Qingyun's Devouring Martial Soul. Otherwise, the small courtyard would have long been piled high with corpses!
The slaughter continued for over ten minutes, and Chu Qingyun himself lost count of how many he had killed. He only felt that the Martial Artists from the Martial Soul Hall were gathering at a slower and slower pace.
Looking at the last four to arrive, Chu Qingyun asked, "Besides you four, are there any other Martial Artists left?"
One of them, a Level 8 Martial Artist, was trembling so hard he couldn't hold his blade steady. "Who... Who in the world are you?"
"That's not what I asked!"
A vine from the Ten-Star Vine, crackling with lightning, descended from the sky and smashed him to pieces in a single strike!
"Next. You answer."
The vine then pointed to a Fifth-level Martial Artist standing nearby. A ball of thunder crackled at its tip.
"I, I wasn't paying attention, I don't know..."
"Then die."
SHHNK!
Another instant kill.
The other two were so frightened they dropped to their knees, slumping to the ground. "W-we were the last to arrive. Our boss saw how powerful you were and was too afraid to co. He only brought us over after everyone else was already dead..."
As mbers of the Martial Soul Hall, they were completely loyal and would never stand by and watch a Tier Three die. The punishnt they would face from the Hall for such an act was sothing they definitely did not want to endure.
However, that didn't an they were fearless lunatics. They wanted others to go first to wear down Chu Qingyun's strength, intending to join the fight last.
They would rather others die than be injured themselves.
In this respect, they were no different from humans...
"Sir, we've told you everything. Please spare our worthless lives..."
"Spare you? Did I ever say I'd let you go if you talked?"
"You..."
"Die."
THWACK!
With a flick of the vine, two more were annihilated.
In just over ten minutes, every single Martial Artist from the Martial Soul Hall stationed in Shilin Town had been utterly annihilated by Chu Qingyun!
After crushing the head of the Level 8 Martial Artist with a final stomp and collecting his Martial Soul, Chu Qingyun searched the area. Once he confird there were no more auras from any Martial Artists, he left Shilin Town in satisfaction, ready to regroup with Xia He and the others.
On his way there, Chu Qingyun had been worried that the Martial Soul Hall mbers might get spooked and send the Tier Threes away overnight. That was why he had traveled so quickly, even asking Xia He for Flying Soul Techniques.
On the way back, however, the matter had been perfectly resolved, so there was naturally no need to rush.
As he walked back, Chu Qingyun began to sort through the Martial Souls he had reaped that night.
During the initial group battle, Chu Qingyun had harvested over two hundred Martial Souls. The vast majority were Tier Two, with a dozen or so being Tier One.
From the recent slaughter, he had reaped another hundred-plus Martial Souls, all of them Tier Two.
Since they all belonged to mbers of the Martial Soul Hall, he didn't need to spend any ti devouring them. All the Martial Souls had already been converted and were now stored within his Devouring Martial Soul.
These Martial Souls were, for the most part, quite ordinary. None were particularly special or powerful.
After all, being sent to a place like Shilin Town was practically the sa as being sent to die as cannon fodder. Those with truly powerful and special Martial Souls would never have been sent here.
After picking out all the fire-aspected Martial Souls, Chu Qingyun used the remaining three hundred-plus to strengthen his Devouring Martial Soul.
In the end, its strength didn't even increase by 1%...
"Sigh... The effect of Low Tier Martial Souls is really getting weaker and weaker..."
Chu Qingyun shook his head, speechless. He pushed the thought aside and carefully re-examined the fire-aspected Martial Souls he had set aside, picking out two from the group.
One was a Tier Two Fire-Swallowing Cauldron Martial Soul, and the other was a Tier Two Fla Stone Martial Soul.
However, Chu Qingyun didn't choose to keep even these two. He rely stored them temporarily within his Devouring Martial Soul.
He was, of course, doing this in preparation to beco an Alchemist.
For an ordinary person, possessing a Tier Four, fire-aspected Martial Soul was an incredibly demanding requirent—an innate trait that could not be changed.
But for Chu Qingyun, it wasn't an issue at all.
Others could only rely on luck, hoping to be born with a fire-aspected Martial Soul of Tier Three or higher. Chu Qingyun, however, could choose his favorite from a selection of more than a dozen...
And yet, even these two, which were considered quite good, weren't enough to satisfy him.
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