9: Watcher in the Black Mist

He continued on his way, finding quite a few Ores during that time.

Of course, most of the Ores were lighter than the first one he found, but all in all, Shen Xi's harvest this time was quite abundant, finding a total of over thirty catties.

This was no small sum; at 500 per gram, thirty catties would be over eight million.

In the past, Shen Xi wouldn't even dare to dream of such an amount.

And this was precisely why Martial Artists were so highly regarded.

Some Martial Artists, sometimes just because of a lucky encounter, could suddenly become rich, turning into a wealthy man overnight.

However, most Martial Artists would simply disappear without a trace into the vast wilderness, never to be heard from again, their fate unknown.

The wilderness contained opportunities and wealth, but also death and danger.

"The scope of this swamp is too vast; it's been several hours, and I still haven't seen the end," Shen Xi said with a sigh.

At his speed, he must have traveled at least dozens of kilometers in several hours, but even so, he still couldn't see the end.

If the surrounding environment hadn't been constantly changing, and if he hadn't occasionally found Ore, he would have seriously suspected that he was going in circles again.

"Yes! Are we going to be trapped and die in this swamp?" Wang Xiangui said, secretly glancing at the bag on Shen Xi's waist.

This was no ordinary bag, but a storage bag refined by a powerful Martial Artist through special means.

Despite being only palm-sized, it could hold one cubic meter of items.

Because of this, storage bags were priceless; even the smallest one-cubic-meter storage bag was worth millions.

Shen Xi naturally couldn't afford a storage bag; this was confiscated from Wang Xiangui.

The other party wanted his life, so this was just the interest.

The Ore found during this time was also all taken by Shen Xi, leaving not a single piece for Wang Xiangui.

This made Wang Xiangui feel incredibly aggrieved, wanting to say something, but not having the courage, so he could only occasionally glance at the storage bag, satisfying his eyes.

"Shh!" Suddenly, Shen Xi made a silencing gesture.

He scanned around, his eyes somewhat solemn.

Wang Xiangui was startled and quickly whispered, "What's wrong?"

"Something has been secretly observing us!" Chapter 8: The Rich Have Meat and Wine, While the Poor Freeze to Death Shen Xi's face turned ashen.

The other party had clearly been following him for a long time, but due to the swamp obscuring his vision and the other party's excellent ability to hide their tracks, he only vaguely sensed something was wrong at this moment.

This guy was very strong!

"What!" Wang Xiangui shrieked.

Upon hearing this, Shen Xi wished he could slap Wang Xiangui; he had told him to be quiet, yet this guy was still yelling.

However, at this moment, Shen Xi couldn't bother with Wang Xiangui; he was looking for the whereabouts of the guy in the dark.

Where exactly was he?

"You and I will split up."

Soon, Shen Xi made a decision.

As soon as he said this, Wang Xiangui was instantly dumbfounded.

He clung tightly to Shen Xi's leg and said, "You can't just abandon me!"

Something was watching them in the dark.

Shen Xi also wanted to split up with him.

Wasn't this sending him to his death?

"Shut up, if you say another word, I'll kill you directly," Shen Xi threatened.

Hearing this, Wang Xiangui quickly shut his mouth.

"You go west, I go east; whether we can escape the swamp is up to our own abilities." With that, Shen Xi walked straight towards the east.

It wasn't until Shen Xi's figure completely disappeared from his sight that Wang Xiangui, unwilling and resentful, stomped his foot and sighed, "Alas! Circumstances are stronger than men; I have no choice but to obey. You brat, just you wait. If I can escape the Demon Swamp Mining Area, I will definitely make sure you die without a burial place."

With resentment, Wang Xiangui reluctantly walked towards the west.

He continued on his way.

It was still pitch black.

But Wang Xiangui, knowing that something was observing him in the dark, walked with trembling steps.

He didn't know whether that thing had left with Shen Xi or was now targeting him, which made every step he took feel like walking on thin ice.

Even the slightest rustle around him would send his blood pressure soaring and his heart racing.

"Whatever you are, go find that kid, don't come for me! His strength is much greater than mine," Wang Xiangui said, looking left and right, afraid that something would pop out from somewhere and take his life.

What he feared most came true.

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, a piercing scream followed.

Along with the scream, a monster covered in black hair, of unknown origin, appeared before Wang Xiangui.

"Oh my god!" Wang Xiangui almost sat down on the ground.

The aura emanating from the Black-Haired Monster was truly terrifying; it could definitely crush him.

"Why is it targeting me? Shouldn't it be targeting that kid?" Wang Xiangui said, his face full of unwillingness.

"Roar!" The Black-Haired Monster roared at Wang Xiangui, as if responding to his question.

However, no one understood its meaning.

Then, the Black-Haired Monster charged straight towards Wang Xiangui, moving as fast as an arrow shot from a bow.

Seeing this, Wang Xiangui, no matter how much fear was in his heart, finally mustered his courage: "Come on! Since you want to kill me, then I'll fight you to the death!"

At the critical moment, Wang Xiangui burst out with his potential, barely managing to fight the Black-Haired Monster to a draw.

However, this balance obviously wouldn't last long.

Wang Xiangui was currently in a burst state and could only barely block the Black-Haired Monster, and he couldn't remain in this state indefinitely, so the outcome was predictable.

Before long, Wang Xiangui began to show signs of decline.

Under the Black-Haired Monster's attacks, he began to retreat steadily, and due to his delayed defense, he would occasionally be left with wounds by the opponent.

Most importantly, black Qi, visible to the naked eye, appeared on Wang Xiangui's wounds, preventing them from healing and attempting to corrode deeper.

"It's over, I'm dead." Wang Xiangui wailed, his face revealing his unwillingness.