70: Chapter 70 The Martial Arts Tournament Concludes Temporarily

As everyone knows, you are a person who values credibility the most.

Under the scar-faced man's gaze of shame and utter indignation, after stripping him down to only a pair of underpants—primarily to check if he was still carrying dangerous items like spiritual weapons—you magnanimously spared his life.

After all, you truly were unwilling to offend a Core Formation cultivator to the death.

As for whether the other party would settle accounts later, you associated it with a certain matter when the scar-faced man mentioned his grandfather in the Core Formation Stage.

Since Feng Qianyue wanted you to drink that bottle of unknown red liquid after reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage, would she protect you in secret? Put another way, it meant monitoring you.

Otherwise, once you died prematurely halfway, wouldn't it be a waste of her time?

For a cultivator of her level, how precious was time? Moreover, matters requiring her personal planning and action must be extremely important.

Of course, you did not pin all your hopes on a stranger, so you still left yourself room when doing things.

After gathering the remaining storage bags, you came before Han Xuan and Cao Qing.

The former cowered as if he would run away the next moment, while the latter's gaze was almost nailed to you.

Disgust!

You were full of disdain for the performance of these two people.

Especially the former—what was there to hide from? You wouldn't eat him; could it be that he was hiding a Heavenly Spiritual Root?

"You... Forget it, you guys had better stay alive!"

Now that you had let loose, aside from the cultivation methods of the Tianxuan Sword Sect and Hehuan Sect which could not be exposed, you planned to do whatever you wanted.

It was just a pity that the gentle persona you had painstakingly built had completely collapsed.

Thinking of Bai Shouzhuo, your heart inexplicably felt a bit guilty.

Hearing this, Han Xuan hurriedly nodded repeatedly, while Cao Qing wore a look of reluctance.

Looking at the poisonous miasma about to spread all around, you took out that bottle of youtan miasma dew, and just as you were about to drink a drop, your gaze suddenly turned to Han Xuan beside you.

"You didn't add anything weird inside, did you?"

"How could Han be so despicable!"

Han Xuan's face flushed red with a sorrowful and indignant expression, giving an inexplicable sense of a bullied young wife.

You looked at him calmly, and suddenly guiding with your fingertips, you extracted a drop of youtan miasma dew from the jade bottle and flicked it into his mouth.

Seeing that he showed no abnormalities, you then drank it with peace of mind.

Once done, you ignored his indignant expression, flicked your sleeves lightly, and turned to plunge deep into the churning poisonous miasma.

Thus began a relaxed and pleasant procurement trip.

In the subsequent secret realm, under the numb gazes of the crowd in the plaza, you repeatedly staged the smooth process of suddenly killing your way out of the poisonous miasma, launching a sneak attack, succeeding, and collecting storage bags.

When only fifty people remained in the secret realm, you were teleported out before you had time to prepare. Although you had discarded most of your storage bags, your waist was still packed full of harvests.

Moreover, you were holding a severed arm right in your hand, making the scene extremely awkward for a moment.

The cultivators beside you subconsciously stepped back one after another, as if terrified that they would be robbed by you here as well.

In the spectator stands, many people harbored chilling killing intent toward you. For a time, the atmosphere in the plaza became subtle.

"Heh~"

With a chuckle, the black-robed youth on the main seat straightened his body slightly. After his gaze swept around, the many cultivators hurriedly restrained their auras, not daring to move rashly even a bit.

"What? Planning to overturn this seat's territory?"

As his words fell, a wave of killing intent permeated the entire venue, and everyone felt as if their throats were gripped by an invisible giant hand.

"If there is a next time..."

Leaving only those four words, the youth flickered with Zicha and vanished on the spot, yet everyone's gaze subconsciously avoided your location.

The might of a Nascent Soul; no one dared to challenge its sharp edge even a fraction.

At this time, several familiar figures came before you.

Seeing Bai Shouzhuo, your gaze flickered slightly. The next moment, your small mouth pouted, and you trotted into his embrace.

Before he could even speak, you had already buried yourself in his chest, softly sobbing:

"Wuwuwu~ Husband, the secret realm was so terrifying~"

Crowd: Do you even hear what you are saying?!

...

The next day, the second match of the Hundred Cities Martial Arts Tournament was even more bizarre. Whoever drew you as an opponent actually chose to fall ill on the spot one after another.

Thus, without playing a single match, you won the first place.

The title of "White Dew Demonic Maiden" thus resounded through a thousand surrounding cities.

Time quickly arrived at the third day. At this moment, you were already standing outside the grand gates of the City Lord's Mansion's treasury.

Standing beside you was a man wearing a bamboo hat, while the other person was... Han Xuan!

This kid had indeed hidden his strength.

At this moment, he was nodding and greeting you with a harmless expression.

"What a coincidence! Fairy Lin, we meet again."

"It really is a coincidence."

Your gaze flickered slightly, falling on the closed heavy gates, but your next sentence caused his smile to freeze on his face.

"Your goal wouldn't be this City Lord's Mansion's treasury, right?"

Actually, it wasn't hard to guess. After all, given this kid's cautious personality, if it weren't for something important, he definitely wouldn't stand out like this.

"Ha... Ha... How could that be..."

Seeing that he was unwilling to admit it, you merely gave him a faint roll of your eyes and couldn't be bothered to argue with him further.

Your impression of this person wasn't too bad; under the premise of no conflict of interest, there was no need to interfere in other people's karma.

Soon, a woman dressed as a maid pushed open the heavy gates from the inside and led all of you all the way into the treasury.

"You have the time of an incense stick to make your selections. Remember, limited to the first floor only."

With that, the maid walked toward the outside. When passing by you, her footsteps paused slightly, and a streak of black light silently landed in your hand.

Before you could speak, her figure had already walked far away, and a familiar, smiling voice drifted over with the wind:

"Giggle~ This is the Hehuan Token. If the young lady is interested, you are welcome to come to the Hehuan Sect for a chat anytime~"

Damned old demonic woman, truly haunting like a ghost, actually still thinking of forcing a good person into prostitution!

Hmph~! Sooner or later, I will suppress you!

You snorted coldly in your heart, casually tossing the token into your system space, before finally focusing your mind on the treasury before you.

The other two people had already plunged deep into the treasury, as if they had targets long ago.

Your gaze swept across the dazzling array of jade shelves—magic tools, medicinal herbs, incomplete cultivation manuals... There were too many, and for a moment you couldn't quite make up your mind.

You did not need cultivation manuals; arrangements had already been made for both body-refining and qi-refining.

As for magic tools, they were somewhat excessive. Once you broke through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, most of the magic tools on your body would probably be phased out.

As the City Lord's Mansion of a dignified Earth-grade city, it was actually so stingy as to not even show spiritual weapons; truly petty.

Yet you also knew how precious spiritual weapons were. After all, many Foundation Establishment junior uncles and aunts within the Tianxuan Sword Sect still only held top-tier magic tools as their longswords.

Finally, your gaze landed on the medicinal herbs section.

At this moment, you already had two foundation establishment pills in hand; foundation establishment was already no longer a problem.

And if body-refining wanted to break through to the second layer, three medicinal herbs were required.

The main medicinal herb, silver frost fruit, had long been obtained from Lin Bufan, and the remaining two were moon dew grass and cold marrow flower respectively.

The prices of these two medicinal herbs were not high, but they were rather difficult to purchase.

It was not because their prices were too high, but because these two medicinal herbs had few uses and mostly grew in desperate/perilous places, so very few people would actively look for them.

Having a target, you sped straight toward the area where the medicinal herbs were located.

Although divine sense was suppressed inside the treasury, your perception of cold-attribute heavenly treasures was extremely sensitive, and soon you sensed a wisp of extremely cold spiritual breath in a hidden corner.

Your gaze lit up slightly, and just as you were about to step forward to investigate, you saw a fair palm already one step ahead of you, gently resting on that jade box.

"Isn't this looking for trouble? Bullying people too much!"

You snorted coldly, throwing a punch fiercely toward the front.

Yet when you saw clearly the appearance of that person, your movements suddenly froze...

...

(Guess who this is?)

(There's another chapter later~)