82: Slaughtering all sides

Jiang Feng was instantly stunned, his expression turning quite ugly. After a long silence, he withdrew his long sword and said with extreme reluctance:

"This Young Master has decided to grant you a portion. However, you must also swear with us upon your Dao Heart to never reveal this. As for how you handle these azure spirit grass, it has nothing to do with us."

Xiao Chen couldn't help but laugh out of anger. What a complete idiot! I need you to 'grant' me some? I was the one who discovered these azure spirit grass first.

"You won't be taking a single stalk of the azure spirit grass from here." Xiao Chen's tone was incredibly flat, yet it projected an indisputable attitude.

As soon as these words were spoken, the fifteen top Outer Sect Disciples present suddenly changed their expressions. They all glared at Xiao Chen with furious eyes.

If looks could kill, Xiao Chen probably would have died thousands of times by now.

Jiang Feng instantly flew into a rage, pointing at Xiao Chen and shouting:

"You fucking don't know what's good for you, do you? Is being the Personal Disciple of the Hall Master of the Pill Hall so great? My second uncle is Peak Master Qingmu!"

Oh!

No wonder your last name is also Jiang! No wonder you dare to be so arrogant! No wonder you can command this group of Outer Sect Prodigies.

"If I say you're blind, you'll definitely say I'm insulting you, but you really are fucking blind!" Xiao Chen pointed at the boulder where he had carved the words.

Jiang Feng glanced at it casually and said dismissively, "You're not going to say you carved this, are you?"

"Nonsense! If I didn't carve it, did you?"

"Then what proof do you have?"

"Look closely at that area beneath your feet where I already harvested. Can't you see that the hundreds of azure spirit grass in that spot have already been picked by me?"

Everyone looked down and indeed found a blank area beneath their feet. Jiang Feng had noticed it at the time as well, but his head had been clouded by dreams of getting rich, so he hadn't paid it any mind.

"Then I don't understand. If you really were the one who discovered it, why didn't you just harvest everything and leave? Why did you leave halfway through?"

"I simply look down on such low-level things!"

As soon as he said this, everyone present burst into laughter. If all these azure spirit grass were harvested, they would be worth at least 500,000 Spirit Stones. Who wouldn't be tempted?

Jiang Feng raised an eyebrow and said with a face full of disdain, "Stop fucking acting so noble! If you look down on these azure spirit grass, why are you trying to snatch them from us now?"

"What a retard!"

"You!"

"I look down on them, but that doesn't mean my fellow Disciples from District Three look down on them. I just went out to send a transmission to tell them to hurry over and harvest them!"

"You're just giving away azure spirit grass worth five hundred thousand Spirit Stones for others to harvest? Who would believe that!" Chen Mulin crossed his arms, his face full of disbelief.

Jiang Feng took a step forward and pointed at Xiao Chen, saying, "How could there be such a coincidence! You clearly just can't stand to see us get rich and want to take the opportunity to extort us and claim everything for yourself."

"A bunch of idiots! I can't be prompted with you! In less than an hour, thousands of Disciples from Outer Sect District Three will arrive here one after another."

Looking at Xiao Chen's certain gaze, a strong sense of unwillingness surged in everyone's hearts. One moment they were dreaming of getting rich, and the next, that dream was ruthlessly shattered.

Jiang Feng's expression kept changing. Clearly, he was also struggling intensely, making some kind of decision.

"Brother Jiang, what should we do? You make the call." Chen Mulin secretly sent a Soul Sound to Jiang Feng.

"This place is extremely remote, and I tested it just now—it's impossible to send transmissions here. Before anyone else arrives, we'll grind his bones to dust."

Jiang Feng secretly sent the Soul Sound to everyone. Then he turned around, his cold gaze sweeping over everyone. After confirming their intent, they moved!

Xiao Chen took in this entire scene.

The data panel before his eyes jumped wildly. The good-evil value of the fifteen Outer Sect Prodigies toward him had all reached -100 points!

Xiao Chen couldn't help but sigh inwardly. People in this world can never escape the word 'greed'!

Jiang Feng slowly turned around to face Xiao Chen, his gaze exceptionally firm. "Since you're so ungrateful, then leave your life behind!"

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Cut the crap! You only have your own stupidity to blame! Everyone, attack together! Hack him to pieces!"

Jiang Feng shouted, and the fourteen people behind him brandished their long swords and charged toward Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen stared at those fourteen figures without moving an inch. Sword Intent swirled in his eyes as he swung the zhu tian sword, unleashing dozens of streaks of Sword Qi.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

After a series of miserable screams, heads flew into the air, and blood sprayed three yards high, soaking the ground. Just like that, fourteen Outer Sect Prodigies lost their lives on the spot.

Xiao Chen looked on indifferently. Even those at the Foundation Establishment Stage in the Inner Sect were no match for him, let alone these people at the Qi Refining Stage. They were simply overestimating themselves.

"You..."

This bloody scene instantly terrified Jiang Feng, the smugness on his face turning into horror in an instant.

How could someone at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage instantly kill a group of people at the Qi Refining Stage Perfection?

He quickly regained his senses and without hesitation crushed the secret key in his hand.

Oh no!

Xiao Chen sensed something was wrong and his figure flashed. A streak of sword light swept past with extreme speed, and Jiang Feng's head fell to the ground before he could even let out a scream.

His final vision gradually dimmed, landing on a stalk of azure spirit grass.

A hint of regret appeared in his eyes. Perhaps at the moment of death, he finally realized that he shouldn't have provoked this calamity.

Xiao Chen didn't show the slightest mercy. As the cream of the crop among the Outer Sect Disciples, these people would have become Golden Core Stage experts years later.

Right now, their good-evil value toward him was already -100 points, which was basically an irreconcilable conflict. What would it be like in the future!

How could he possibly give them the chance to grow? Keeping them would only be asking for trouble!

Xiao Chen flew down and condensed his palm, efficiently sucking the fifteen Spatial Rings into his hand.

Suddenly, the voices of several Disciples talking came from outside the canyon:

"According to the coordinates, it should be around here, right?"

Xiao Chen's expression suddenly changed. With a flash of his body, he stepped onto his Flying Sword and appeared outside the canyon, just happening to run into two Outer Sect Disciples.

One of them was actually Chen Feng.

"Junior Brother Xiao, this is great! It really is you!" Chen Feng said excitedly, stepping forward to pat Xiao Chen's shoulder.

"Mhm." Xiao Chen nodded and quickly pointed in another direction. "The azure spirit grass is over there. Hurry over and harvest it."

At this moment, Xiao Chen's face was calm, but he was somewhat uneasy inside. He had to deal with the scene immediately.

In order to send them away as quickly as possible, Xiao Chen didn't even let them finish their pleasantries.

"Alright, alright, alright!" The two of them quickly responded and flew off on their Flying Swords.

Watching their figures disappear into the mist, Xiao Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, with lightning speed, he returned to the cave where he had just been.

He was instantly stunned.

The ground was completely empty. The fifteen corpses that had been lying there were gone, and even the bloodstains scattered on the ground had been cleaned away.

Not a single trace was left.

"What's going on?"