100: Market riots, unexpected windfall

"They all ran away?"

Yu Xuzi watched the Escape Lights gradually disappearing on the horizon, his expression turning strange.

At this moment, the Lei Huo Mountain Market actually fell into an eerie silence as countless people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Many had thought they were at a dead end and were finished, preparing for one last moment of madness before death.

After all, if they fell into the hands of the Xuan Yin Palace, what good could come of it?

It would surely be the usual combo of refining corpses from flesh, artifacts from bone, and souls into banners, with no hope for Reincarnation... Who would have thought!

The Formation was broken, but The Two Sages of Lei Huo had simply fled, even taking Venerable Huixing with them.

Then wouldn't they... "Run for your lives!"

"Quick, quick, quick!"

"It'll be bad if Venerable Huixing returns!"

Instantly, countless people realized the situation, transforming into Escape Lights and Soaring into the sky, fleeing in all directions.

They were using every ounce of strength they had.

However, while some were timid and fled, the bold ones began to have other ideas.

The Formation was broken, and the Immortal Masters were gone.

One could even say it was uncertain whether The Two Sages of Lei Huo would survive after today!

So why not loot a bit and make a windfall?

Thus, the entire market began to descend into chaos.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Rob the Panshi Auction House! They are the wealthiest!"

"No looting! Everyone stop! Are you trying to rebel? Aren't you afraid the Immortal Masters will return?"

A Cultivator guarding the Panshi Auction House stepped forward and shouted in anger.

However, in an instant...

...a torrent of countless Spells directly submerged him.

"To hell with you!"

"Hurry up and loot!"

"Don't let the Wan Bao Pavilion off either."

"Boom!!"

"Hahaha! This Magical Artifact is mine!"

Robbing and killing, fighting Spells for revenge.

Even many Cultivators from the market's official guard team began to join in.

Everyone was originally a Loose Cultivator, just following The Two Sages of Lei Huo to make a living.

After working diligently for so many years, now that the fate of The Two Sages of Lei Huo was unknown, what was wrong with taking a few things?

If they didn't take them, wouldn't it just benefit the Xuan Yin Palace for nothing?

"Buzz~ Crack—"

With a crisp sound, the trade Restriction on Yu Xuzi's small courtyard shattered, revealing two figures outside with sinister smiles.

Master Diyuan, Master Hongling.

They were two neighbors near Yu Xuzi's courtyard, with only Early Dao Foundation Stage cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist Taiyin, hand it over obediently—"

"Boom!!!"

Before they could finish, the hunyuan cauldron fell from the sky, instantly smashing them into a pulp.

"What trash? You dare try to rob me?"

Yu Xuzi didn't even spare a glance at the pulp on the ground. After putting away the storage pouches, he rose into the air.

The entire Lei Huo Mountain Market had fallen into utter chaos.

"Boom— Boom— Boom—"

The roars of Spell explosions were continuous, smoke and flames erupted in all directions, and the crazed battle cries grew louder and louder.

Chaos is good!

It's all mine!

A smile from the bottom of his heart gradually appeared on Yu Xuzi's face.

He took out a bronze mask and put it on his face.

A hazy gray aura immediately enveloped his entire body.

This was a Second-tier High Grade Magical Artifact he had previously traded for in a certain Micro Dust World, named: [Spirit Shrouding Tool].

It could block others' Divine Sense probes and change his own magical power aura, covering not just his face but his entire body.

Combined with Yu Xuzi's immense Divine Sense, it was practically foolproof; absolutely no one in the Dao Foundation Stage could see through his disguise.

"Boom!!"

The Wind Fire Thunder Wings behind him unfurled with a roar, and the figures of Embracing Star and Soaring appeared beside him, spreading their thirty-zhang-wide golden wings.

They were extremely fast, making them rare and excellent helpers for looting in such a chaotic situation.

Yu Xuzi set his sights on items of Second-tier High Grade or above.

Magical Artifacts, Talismans, Medicinal Pills, Cultivation Techniques, and so on.

Only these were of any use to him.

Anything lower was just trash that he didn't care for.

"A windfall from heaven, it should rightfully belong to me!"

...Near the Bai Lian Pavilion.

Shadowy figures flickered, and spiritual light flashed.

Angry roars, miserable wails, and the roar of Spells mixed together without a moment's pause.

This high-end shop, famous for refining and selling Second-tier Magical Artifacts, was now completely surrounded by crazed Cultivators.

The black iron gate engraved with defensive runes had been violently blasted open, with half the door frame flying out twisted,

A fierce-looking Mid Dao Foundation Realm Body Cultivator, his muscles knotted like iron, laughed maniacally as he withstood three or four Spells and grabbed a crimson halberd from the deepest part of the pavilion.

This was a Second-tier High Grade treasure of the shop!

"This Magical Artifact is mine! Who dares to fight me for it!"

However, a sword light suddenly flashed, and his right arm holding the halberd was severed at the shoulder, blood spraying out.

Before the severed arm and the halberd could hit the ground, they were snatched away by another ghostly figure, vanishing into the chaotic crowd.

Leaving behind only traces of wind, fire, and thunder light.

And countless shocked and angry gazes.

"Who was it?"

"Who stole the treasure?"

"After them!!!"

...Wanbao Tower.

The top-floor windows of the ten-zhang-tall, five-story vermilion tower suddenly exploded, and countless objects shimmering with various precious lights shot out from the opening like raindrops.

Before the one with the brightest light could land, it was snatched by a golden roc figure, which then streaked away through the air... Dan Wang Workshop.

The usually refreshing medicinal fragrance was now completely masked by the smell of blood and burning, as countless bloodshot-eyed Cultivators fought frantically for pill bottles.

Until a mysterious Cultivator wearing a bronze mask and shrouded in a hazy gray aura appeared, using matchless combat power and speed to pack away countless Medicinal Pills.

Tian Fu Hall, Miao Zhen Pavilion, Spirit Material Shop... almost all the famous shops failed to escape.

Even at the Peak of Lei Huo Mountain, a massive free-for-all broke out as people fought for treasures The Two Sages of Lei Huo might have left behind.

For example, that Third-tier Medium Grade Mountain Protecting Grand Formation plate, which was already covered in cracks.

Even if it was damaged, its value would be at least a hundred thousand Spirit Stones!

Those who dared to make a move here had at least Mid Dao Foundation Realm cultivation, and there were many Late Stage or even Peak stage experts among them.

"Everyone! Fellow Daoists! Please listen to me!"

A white-haired old man in the middle shouted anxiously, "Fighting like this is not the way. What if the two Seniors of Lei Huo return—"

"Boom!!!"

A sixty-zhang-wide Lunar Star-Plucking Hand slammed down, flattening him directly into the ground.

"If you're going to loot, then loot. Why all the chatter?"

Yu Xuzi led the charge, wind, fire, and thunder light flickering behind him as he rushed forward.

He wasn't afraid of the two Immortal Masters of Lei Huo returning... Two hours later.

Outside Lei Huo Mountain.

"Boom— Boom— Boom—"

A wind-fire Escape Light streaked across the sky, leaving behind heavy sonic booms and a brilliant trail stretching for ten miles.

Behind Yu Xuzi...

...were the Escape Lights of over a hundred Dao Foundation Cultivators in hot pursuit, but the distance was growing wider... They all roared at the sky in fury, their eyes filled with extreme resentment.

"Catch that thief in the bronze mask!"

"He's too fast!"

"Damn it! We can't catch him!"

"Who on earth is he?"

"Argh!!??!!"