138: Chapter 138 My Fate with Demonic Cultivators

A 4th-rank Medium Grade Origin Weapon...

...was actually caught so casually by the person in front of him?

This caused Zhao Yu to be momentarily stunned.

“Your Senior Brother seems to be failing a bit.”

Lin Ming looked toward the other battlefield and said with a smile.

Lin Ming's words made Zhao Yu hesitate for a few seconds; while staying on guard against Lin Ming, he also took a quick glance at the other battlefield.

The result, however, shocked him.

“Senior Brother!”

Qiu Zhe's neck was gripped by the Black-Masked Man, and his body was lifted off the ground, held firmly in place.

Qiu Zhe wanted to resist, but he simply had no power to do so.

“Bitter... Sea... Immortal... Revered Master...”

Qiu Zhe said with an expression of agony.

The person before him was definitely a powerhouse at the level of a Bitter Sea Immortal Revered Master.

“Let go of my Senior Brother!”

Zhao Yu immediately shifted his target to the Black-Masked Man and charged toward him to kill.

“Go... quickly...”

Qiu Zhe said with great difficulty.

But Zhao Yu acted as if he hadn't heard, arriving before the Black-Masked Man in a single stride.

It was at this moment that their eyes met.

But the instant their eyes met, Zhao Yu's heart immediately faltered, and he subconsciously walked right up to the Black-Masked Man.

By the time he snapped out of it, he was just like Qiu Zhe, firmly gripped.

“Disciples of the Shangji Sect... good food.”

A raspy voice spoke.

A faint blood-black aura appeared in his hands, gradually devouring the essence, spirit, and life force of both Qiu Zhe and Zhao Yu.

“Demonic... Cultivator...”

Feeling his essence and spirit being devoured by the person before him, Qiu Zhe immediately realized the person's identity.

This guy was a demonic cultivator.

For a moment, the two of them panicked.

But there was absolutely nothing they could do about it; after all, the gap in strength was right there, and they were simply no match for this guy.

They could only watch helplessly as their lives were devoured to completion by the opponent.

“The Shangji Sect... will... not... let... you... go...”

After Zhao Yu struggled to utter these words, his breath ceased entirely.

The two were quickly sucked dry by the opponent, who then tossed them onto the ground like trash.

They never imagined they would encounter a demonic cultivator here—a Bitter Sea Realm demonic cultivator at that—and lose their lives in the process.

“These days, you demonic cultivators are getting more and more arrogant.”

Lin Ming shook his head as he watched this scene.

He was now wondering if he had some kind of clash with demonic cultivators lately, given how he seemed to run into these guys no matter what he did.

The Black-Masked Man did not answer Lin Ming; his eyes met Lin Ming's directly.

In an instant, an attack on the Divine Soul level descended upon Lin Ming, attempting to use the same method to deal with him, kill him, and suck him dry as well.

Unfortunately, he had picked the wrong person this time.

His Divine Soul attack was dismantled in an instant; instead, Lin Ming sent a Divine Soul attack back at him, giving the Black-Masked Man no chance to even react.

This time, it was his own mind that was dismantled.

Lin Ming slowly walked up to him as he stood motionless on the spot.

“So ugly. No wonder you wear a mask.”

Lin Ming casually took off the black mask, revealing an ugly face.

Being this ugly, it was no wonder he wore a mask; it was just as well, so as not to scare others.

Next, Lin Ming took off his Storage Ring, and a ball of green flame sent him on his way.

Lin Ming wasn't interested in this demonic cultivator's identity or his purpose; he was, however, somewhat interested in wealth.

As for the two guys on the ground who died without knowing why, Lin Ming was originally going to be the one to send them on their way, but the demonic cultivator had beaten him to it.

After similarly stripping them of their wealth, Lin Ming gave them a ball of fire; having destroyed the evidence, Lin Ming changed his face once again and headed toward Cangyuan City.

Wanfu Auction

Lin Ming transformed into the appearance of Yan Chen and arrived at the merchant guild.

As soon as he stepped into the guild, someone led him to a room.

At the same time, the news of Lin Ming's appearance was quietly spread, reaching the ears of various factions.

“Fellow Daoist Yan.”

Manager Huang Xing walked up to Lin Ming with a smile and greeted him.

“Essence Stones.”

Lin Ming said.

He didn't want to waste words and directly stated the purpose of his visit.

“I have long since prepared them for you, Fellow Daoist.”

With a wave of Huang Xing's hand, a beautiful woman entered carrying a wooden tray, which held five Storage Rings.

“The Essence Stones from the auction this time total fifty-three thousand five hundred High Grade Origin Stones. The guild has not taken a single cent in processing fees; it's all here.”

Huang Xing said.

Seeing this, Lin Ming put away the five Storage Rings and used his Divine Thought to count them inside, confirming the quantity was correct.

“Fellow Daoist, Wei Feng hopes you can grant him a few more days. He is already doing his best to raise the Essence Stones.”

Huang Xing said after a moment of thought.

Wei Feng still felt that the Essence Stones he had on him were insufficient to obtain the 6th-rank Alchemist Breakthrough insights, and thus hoped Lin Ming would give him more time.

“One month. I will come again in one month.”

Lin Ming nodded.

Since he was going to stay in Cangyuan City for a while anyway, he could give him more time to prepare the Essence Stones; Lin Ming certainly wouldn't turn away Essence Stones.

“Then I thank you on behalf of Wei Feng, Fellow Daoist.”

Huang Xing expressed his gratitude.

He only hoped that this time Wei Feng would get what he wished for.

“Fellow Daoist Yan, there are quite a few people inquiring about your identity right now.”

Huang Xing also reminded him.

From yesterday until now, quite a few people had wanted to learn information about Lin Ming from his mouth.

And the news of Lin Ming appearing at the merchant guild had likely already spread out.

“Let them.”

Lin Ming said with a look of indifference.

If they wanted to inquire, let them; if they could actually find him, he'd consider them impressive.

“I do have some matters I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Huang about.”

Lin Ming looked at Huang Xing and said.

“I shall tell you everything I know.”

Huang Xing nodded.

As long as he could befriend Lin Ming, he would tell him everything he wanted to know, unless it was some kind of secret.

“I took a stroll through the territory of the Yao Race these past few days. The activities of the Red Flood Dragon Clan are very frequent; what is the reason for this?”

Lin Ming asked.

He took this opportunity to ask about the Red Flood Dragon Clan. Originally, Lin Ming wouldn't have been interested in such things, but unfortunately, this matter involved his Revered Master.

Since it concerned his Revered Master, Lin Ming definitely had to look into it.

“Regarding this matter, it's a bit of a long story.”

Huang Xing said.

“It's fine, take your time.”

Lin Ming said nonchalantly.

The thing he lacked least right now was time.