Chapter 453: Chapter 451: Sudden Change
Shen Haoran’s icy killing intent finally jolted the Martial Artist out of his greed. His eyes filled with terror. He didn’t doubt for a second that Shen Haoran would snap his neck in the next moment.
"I... Brother Shen, First Master Shen, spare me! I know I was wrong!" the Martial Artist quickly begged for mercy, snot and tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.
"Spare you? Too late!" In response to the Martial Artist’s plea, Shen Haoran just let out a cold snort. He then lifted his foot and kicked him in the abdomen. A violent force surged out, and the Martial Artist’s body shot away like a cannonball, landing several dozen meters away, his fate unknown.
"Brothers, kill him! If we kill him, the Spirit Stones here and the Storage Ring in his hand will all be ours!"
"Yeah, let’s attack together and kill him!"
Shen Haoran’s action, far from intimidating these Martial Artists, only made the greed in their eyes grow stronger. They all roared and charged toward Shen Haoran.
Seeing this, Shen Haoran’s expression instantly turned cold. A quiet voice drifted out, "You brought this upon yourselves!" With that, a blur flickered under his feet, and his entire body transformed into a black streak of lightning, instantly striking at the charging Martial Artists.
Every time the black streak of lightning that was Shen Haoran passed a Martial Artist, a spray of blood would erupt. A moment later, his figure reappeared at the edge of the deep pit. The Martial Artists who had sworn to kill him were frozen in their attack stances. When a gentle breeze blew past, their bodies all collapsed in unison, kicking up a cloud of dust. They gave a few token twitches, then lost all signs of life.
He glanced indifferently at the corpses, his face devoid of any expression. Not even a ripple stirred in the depths of his heart. ’This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. If I hadn’t killed them, they would have killed me.’ Thus, he felt no guilt whatsoever for what he had done.
"Hurry and collect the Spirit Stones. This is just the first wave; more people will definitely come soon!" Shen Haoran said to Changmao in a low voice. He then took out several Storage Rings he had taken from the dead Martial Artists and tossed them to Changmao. The two figures leaped down into the Spirit Stone pit and began frantically gathering.
Although there were countless Spirit Stones in the pit, eighty to ninety percent of them had been weathered away by the river of time, despite the preservation Array. Still, the remaining Spirit Stones were not a small number. Shen Haoran and Changmao worked for a long while before finally collecting all the Spirit Stones from the pit.
"Fifty thousand seven hundred Low Level Spirit Stones, ten thousand Middle Level Spirit Stones, eight thousand High Level Spirit Stones, and five thousand Top Grade Spirit Stones!" Shen Haoran carefully counted their haul and nodded in satisfaction. This haul would last him for quite some time.
"Hm? Someone’s coming!" As Shen Haoran was counting his spoils, he heard faint rustling sounds in the distance. He released his Spiritual Thought and sensed several powerful auras heading their way.
"Let’s get out of here!" Shen Haoran put away the Storage Rings filled with Spirit Stones, and with a flash, his figure vanished on the spot.
A moment later, several figures arrived from the distance. The one in the lead was none other than Bai Li of the Nine Que Sect.
When Bai Li saw the countless Spirit Stones in the pit before him, his eyes filled with ecstasy. However, when he discovered that most of them were useless rocks whose Spiritual Power had dissipated, his face darkened.
"What’s with all these bodies?" Only when Bai Li got closer did he notice a dozen or so corpses lying scattered around the edge of the Spirit Stone pit. Seeing the warm blood still flowing from them, he knew they hadn’t been dead for long.
"Senior Brother Bai, it looks like someone beat us to it. They killed these Martial Artists and took all the Spirit Stones for themselves!" a Martial Artist said with a frown, looking at the still-warm corpses on the ground.
"Go, check if there are any survivors. I’d like to see who’s so audacious!" Bai Li said in a cold voice.
Hearing this, the Martial Artists behind Bai Li all nodded and began checking the bodies one by one.
"Senior Brother Bai, there’s a live one over here!" A moment later, a shout rang out, drawing everyone’s attention. A disciple, several dozen meters from the other bodies, had found a Martial Artist who was still breathing. It was the same man Shen Haoran had kicked away earlier.
Seeing this, Bai Li and his men hurried over and helped him up.
"Who killed all those Martial Artists?" Bai Li asked in a low, serious voice.
"A demon... it was a demon! Shen Haoran... Shen Haoran is a demon!" the disciple shouted incoherently, his eyes wide and pupils dilated.
"Shen Haoran?" Hearing the disciple’s words, Bai Li’s frown deepened.
"It’s that damn brat again!" Bai Li stood up, his expression venomous. ’Not only did he disrespect me in front of the sect gate, but he also scammed me out of my Storage Ring. And now he’s gotten his hands on so many Spirit Stones!’ The thought made Bai Li’s heart burn with even greater resentment.
"Hmph, everything in this Ten Thousand Swords Sect belongs to me, Bai Li! No one else can even think of taking it! Let’s go, we’re finding that brat!" Bai Li said coldly.
"Senior Brother Bai, what about this one?" a Martial Artist asked, pointing at the terrified disciple on the ground.
"Hmph, a useless piece of trash. Kill him," Bai Li said flatly, then turned and walked away without looking back. A moment later, a bloodcurdling scream echoed from behind him, followed by silence. Bai Li led his few Martial Artists in the direction Shen Haoran had disappeared...
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Meanwhile, Shen Haoran was already far from the Spirit Stone pit, weaving his way through the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. With Changmao as his personal treasure-hunting cheat, Shen Haoran had already obtained several rare treasures that were hard to find in the outside world. This included two Treasure Level Spirit Medicines. Seeing how hard Changmao had worked, Shen Haoran gave one of them directly to Changmao to eat as a snack!
Afterward, Shen Haoran also visited the main hall of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, as well as the Alchemy Room and the Library Pavilion. However, in these most important places of the Sect, he found nothing useful. The Alchemy Room was completely empty. The Library Pavilion contained nothing but some basic Yellow Rank Martial Skills. It seemed that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect knew their defeat in the great war was certain and had destroyed everything of value within the Sect.
"Could it be that in this entire, vast Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there’s really nothing left?" Shen Haoran said in disbelief, rubbing his forehead. But just as he was about to continue his search, the Spiritual Power within the Ten Thousand Swords Sect suddenly erupted into chaos. It surged toward the deepest parts of the Sect, and then, a hundred-zhang-tall giant abruptly appeared in everyone’s line of sight.
"What is that thing..."
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