"Kid, you're dead! You dared to kill Third Master Wang. Not even God himself can save you now!"
After a long mont, Cheng the Seventh, whose arm Yang Xiao had crippled earlier, finally reacted, screaming viciously at him.
Yang Xiao, however, paid him no mind. He simply walked forward and removed the Storage Ring from Wang Qianshan's hand.
A Storage Ring was a rare treasure for an ordinary Martial Artist; even most in the Innate Realm couldn't hope to obtain one.
But every single person in Wang Qianshan's crew had one. It seed they were doing quite well for themselves.
'Whoa, look at all this good stuff. Five stalks of Fifth-level Spirit dicine, and over a hundred stalks of Fourth-Grade Spirit dicine. There aren't any Third-Level Spirit dicine, but there are six or seven large chests of gold and jewels. Tsk, tsk... Huh? Is that a Sixth-Grade Spirit dicine in that box?'
Yang Xiao was stunned.
'Is this guy really just Wang Qianhe's brother?'
'He's so wealthy. This is even more than the fortune I took from Wang Qianhe. Forget the rest of it—that single stalk of Sixth-Grade Spirit dicine is probably sothing even Wang Qianhe himself would kill for.'
'This is insane.'
"Put down Third Master Wang's Storage Ring right now! Otherwise, when the Purple Sun Sect's Guardian Elder gets here, you'll be dead for sure."
When Cheng the Seventh saw that Yang Xiao was completely ignoring him, his expression grew even more vicious.
His eyes filled with greed, especially when he saw Wang Qianshan's Storage Ring in Yang Xiao's hand.
Unfortunately for him, Yang Xiao had no intention of wasting another word on such a greedy dog.
With a cold smile, he raised a finger. A bolt of Finger Force shot out, striking Cheng the Seventh squarely between the eyebrows and killing him instantly, sending him to follow in Wang Qianshan's footsteps.
"So... so ruthless!"
Seeing this, the four remaining Innate Realm Martial Artists were struck with terror.
A chill ran down their spines as they looked at Yang Xiao—the very person they had just considered an easy mark.
"Am I ruthless? If I'm not mistaken, had I lacked the strength to fight back, you wouldn't have let leave White Cloud Town alive, would you?"
Yang Xiao casually strolled forward, pocketed Cheng the Seventh's Storage Ring, and spoke with a faint, unreadable smile as he began to inspect its contents.
'Only a single Fifth-level Spirit dicine is even worth looking at... Disappointing.'
He frowned in disappointnt.
The mont he frowned, the faces of the four remaining Innate Realm Martial Artists paled.
Their hearts trembled.
They felt that Yang Xiao was about to strike them down at any mont.
"Attack him together! Kill him!"
"That's right! If we don't kill him, he'll kill us and take our Storage Rings!"
The four Innate Realm Martial Artists exchanged a look and growled in low voices.
They glared at Yang Xiao with murderous intent.
"Then let's do it! Attack now! Together!"
One of them roared, and the other three all postured as if to pounce.
But, to Yang Xiao's disbelief...
...their actions were all a feint. While they were shouting to attack, all four of them, in a surprisingly coordinated move, turned and fled in the sa direction.
They were actually running away.
'Think you can just run away when you know you can't win? It's not that easy.'
Yang Xiao snorted coldly.
He showed the four of them no rcy.
Judging by their actions, it was clear they were willing to sacrifice their companions to save themselves. People who would sche against their own allies would undoubtedly be even more ruthless toward others.
So, with a flick of his hand, Yang Xiao jabbed his finger four tis.
Four bolts of Vigorous Qi shot out.
With a series of THUDS.
Four bodies hit the ground.
Yang Xiao walked over and removed the Storage Rings from their hands.
While they weren't as fabulously wealthy as Wang Qianshan, they were at least as well-off as Cheng the Seventh. One of them even had two stalks of Fifth-level Spirit dicine. Added together, the haul was quite substantial.
At the very least, Yang Xiao now had six more stalks of Fifth-level Spirit dicine, plus gold and jewels worth nearly a million taels of Gold.
A bountiful harvest.
"Is this really happening? Did he actually kill Third Master Wang and his entire crew?"
The onlookers who had been sneering just monts before, eager to watch a good show at Yang Xiao's expense, were all dumbstruck.
That was Third Master Wang, the tyrant of White Cloud Town.
He was a man whom even a Peak Powerhouse of the Innate Realm Seventh Layer wouldn't dare cross, even after being wronged by him.
Yet this young man, not even twenty years old, had killed them all.
"He's in deep trouble now! This ti, no one can possibly save him!"
"That's right. Three years ago, Third Master Wang's crew robbed and killed the disciple of a powerhouse at the Peak of Innate Realm Seventh Layer. His master ca here vowing revenge, but he left ekly the very next day. I heard he even went to apologize to Third Master Wang, got ruthlessly humiliated, and still just endured it."
"Third Master Wang is the blood brother of Wang Qianhe, the Sect Leader of the Purple Sun Sect's dicine Peak! A re powerhouse at the Peak of Innate Realm Seventh Layer who doesn't just endure it is courting death. Sect Leader Wang wouldn't even need to act personally; the Guardian Elder here, Lord Wang Zongping of the Innate Eighth Layer, would step in."
"It'll be the sa for this kid, except he'll die an even more miserable death!"
...
"Wang Zongping, you say? Hey, you. Take to see this Wang Zongping!"
Yang Xiao casually pointed at a man in the crowd.
The man's face instantly went white as a sheet.
Because just a mont ago, he had been shalessly proclaiming that Yang Xiao was a dead man.
"I... I..."
"Didn't you just say I'd be dead the mont Wang Zongping arrived? Well, now's your chance to see it happen. No need for him to co here. Just take to Wang Zongping, and you can watch how I die!"
Yang Xiao said coolly.
"I... if I take you there... will... will that be all?"
"We'll see. And stop wasting my ti. Otherwise, I don't mind finding soone else."
The man's heart lurched upon hearing this.
Trembling, he stamred, "Okay, I... I'll take you. It's... it's just over there."
He didn't dare let Yang Xiao find soone else.
Even a tyrant like Wang Qianshan had died by his hand. If he truly angered this monster, he would probably be killed just as casually.
Then Yang Xiao would just find soone else to lead the way.
After all, everyone here knew where Elder Wang Zongping's residence was.
So, all he could do now was pray that Yang Xiao would let him go once they reached Elder Wang Zongping's residence.
Or, if he was lucky, Elder Wang Zongping might kill this monster on the spot before the monster could kill him.
'But was that even possible?'
'Damn it all, how could I, Liu the Sixth, be so unlucky?'
Sighing internally, he resigned himself to his fate and began to lead the way, trembling all the while.
This reaction, however, was sowhat surprising to Yang Xiao.
'I didn't even threaten him, did I?'
To be honest, he really had just wanted to find soone to lead the way.
If the man had refused, he wouldn't have forced him.
He would have just found soone else.
He hadn't chosen him because of his spiteful words, but simply because the man happened to be standing right where he pointed.
That was the only reason.
Of course, if Liu the Sixth knew what Yang Xiao was actually thinking, he'd probably cough up blood from sheer exasperation.
He would probably even curse out loud: 'What the fuck?! You bastard, you an you weren't trying to scare on purpose?!'
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