102: Bloodstone

Zhang Qiang laughed and said: "Steward Jia, you can't blame me for this. If you want to blame anyone, blame yourself for suddenly becoming rich these past few years, which is why the Black Eagle Gang set our sights on you."

He Na said coldly: "Why waste words with him? Hurry up and do it!"

Steward Jia was trembling with rage, but he quickly calmed down and said: "Aren't you just after money? Most of the money I've made over the years comes from a mine. I'll give the mine to you; spare my life, how about that?"

Zhang Qiang just smiled and didn't answer. He circulated his Cultivation Technique, closed the distance, raised his fist, and slammed it toward Steward Jia!

However, the next second, something happened that shocked them—

Zhang Qiang's body suddenly went limp, collapsed to the ground, and became unconscious.

He Na looked at Zhang Qiang's rolled-back eyes, walked over nervously, leaned down, and felt his pulse and breath, discovering that he had already stopped breathing.

She pulled her hand back abruptly, muttering tremblingly: "Could it be a sudden death during sex? No wonder he only lasted two minutes just now..."

She was so angry that sparks seemed to fly from her eyes. She stood up, kicked Zhang Qiang, and cursed: "What a piece of trash!"

After cursing, she glared fiercely at Steward Jia and unleashed a palm strike!

Steward Jia's martial arts Aptitude was not high to begin with, only at the Innate Middle Stage, and he had no real combat experience, so how could he be a match for He Na, who was at the Innate Late Stage?

Seeing He Na attacking, he fled in panic.

Unfortunately, he was careless and tripped on the ground.

His face turned deathly pale as he watched He Na's palm strike towards his face.

However, just at the moment when the palm was about to hit his forehead—

He Na's pupils suddenly constricted. With a cry of "Ah!", she collapsed to the ground and stopped moving completely.

Steward Jia was covered in cold sweat. Looking at the two corpses in front of him, he crawled to the side, trembling.

The death of these two was naturally caused by Qin Chen.

This was his first time using Divine Sense to kill someone.

It was only because he was almost killed by Ru Yan's Divine Sense secret technique last night that he knew Divine Sense could be used this way.

It was just that his method was quite crude—it was like splashing a basin of water directly onto Zhang Qiang, instantly extinguishing his Divine Soul.

This was only possible because the gap in strength was too large.

If he used this move against someone in the same Realm, it would basically be useless.

He had originally wanted to let He Na and Zhang Qiang force out Steward Jia's true strength to see if he was pretending to be weak.

But after that scene, he was certain—Steward Jia had truly never killed anyone.

Plus, in the simulation, Steward Jia was indeed killed, so it seemed this guy was truly useless, just as useless as himself.

He thought for a moment, slowly walked into the room, and scanned Steward Jia with a calm gaze.

As soon as Steward Jia saw Qin Chen, he immediately understood.

He quickly knelt and kowtowed: "Many thanks to this little brother for saving my life!"

"You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin, you didn't guard against them at all?" Qin Chen shook his head speechlessly.

"Sigh," Steward Jia wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and slumped to the ground, "What could I do even if I guarded against them? If the Black Eagle Gang really set their sights on me, I would be dead either way."

Qin Chen nodded, indicating he understood.

Since the Black Eagle Gang wanted his family property, they would definitely strike to kill; even if he escaped, he would be hunted down.

Steward Jia looked at Qin Chen, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Little brother, I have no way to repay your life-saving grace. That mine that made me rich, I'll give it to you!"

"Is that the mine you've been relying on to make money all these years, the one that made the Black Eagle Gang target you?" Qin Chen laughed.

Steward Jia nodded repeatedly: "I understand now, without strength, I can't keep it at all. But you, brother, can kill without being seen, you will definitely be able to keep it!"

"I have no interest in the mine. I saved you only because I hate the Black Eagle Gang." Qin Chen said calmly.

Steward Jia said urgently: "Brother, don't underestimate this blood red stone. It's a treasure! I've made quite a fortune relying on it all these years..."

Qin Chen suddenly interrupted him and asked: "What did you say? blood red stone?"

Steward Jia nodded: "That's right, it's blood red stone. Many martial arts families come to me to purchase it. It is said that weapons made with blood red stone become exceptionally sharp and tough..."

Qin Chen's eyes lit up. Of course he knew about "blood red stone"—ten years later, the Immortal Realm would discover its value, and it would be used to refine Magic Treasure to improve their grade and toughness.

Once the Immortal Realm discovered its use, a single piece could be sold for one hundred Spirit Stones!

Unexpectedly, the Tianhuang Continent had already discovered "blood red stone" long ago, but it had always been used by Martial Artists to forge swords and blades.

One could imagine what a huge fortune this was.

If it were just mundane money, Qin Chen would naturally have no interest.

But he was currently worrying about Spirit Stones—refining "heavenly spirit pill" required Spirit Stones, and refining the "immortal slaying sword" required even more Spirit Stones to purchase Materials.

Especially since his Aptitude was too poor, Cultivating required an even greater amount of "ningyuan pill" or Heaven And Earth Treasure.

If he could hold the "blood red stone" in his hands, mine and hoard it without selling, then quietly take it to the Immortal Realm to exchange for Spirit Stones, wouldn't he make a fortune?

He looked at Steward Jia and nodded with satisfaction: "Fine, since you are giving me the blood red stone mine, I will find a way to help you remove the Black Eagle Gang, this future trouble."

Steward Jia was overjoyed: "Then many thanks!"

Then Qin Chen used his Divine Sense to scan the Jia Residence and found that the two children taken in during the day were gone, so he asked: "Where are those two children you took in?"

Qin Chen was very interested in the Aptitude of those two children and must find an opportunity to test their Spiritual Root and Aptitude later.

Maybe they were truly heaven-sent geniuses.

Steward Jia smiled and said: "I arranged for someone to send them to the blood red stone mine this afternoon. Now they are your people too."

Qin Chen frowned: "You took them in only to make them mine slaves? It seems your persona as a great philanthropist is also faked!"

Steward Jia explained with a smile: "Brother Qin, there was no other way. My martial arts Aptitude is not good; could I fight others with brute strength?"

"I could only think of another way, which is to be a philanthropist. That way, others have to weigh the consequences before moving against me. So for these years, I have been very high-profile in doing good deeds."

Qin Chen nodded with a smile, feeling that what he said made some sense.

Regardless of the reason, doing good was always better than doing evil.

Only hearing Steward Jia continue: "Besides, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. I took in those vagrants, I couldn't just feed them for nothing, right?"

He added: "I feel that people must support themselves, otherwise good deeds can turn into bad things..."

Qin Chen had no interest in listening to his grand principles and waved his hand to interrupt: "I have something to do, I'll take my leave first. Don't worry about the Black Eagle Gang, I will take care of it."

After speaking, Qin Chen left without looking back.

Returning to Wangyue Tower, Qin Chen sat upright on the balcony, waiting quietly.

With the blood red stone mine, he felt he could save a lot of trouble in the future.

After all, earning Spirit Stones was just too difficult.

He had self-knowledge; he not only lacked Aptitude, but he was also bad at business.

Time soon arrived at the early morning, and without saying a word, he began the tenth simulation—

"Start simulation!"