437: Chapter 437 Xu Ruyu slowly took out a pile of spiritual energy. You've all heard of it, right?

"Three—"

Situ E's final word exploded in the night sky.

Xu Ruyu's finger rested on his storage ring, but he didn't act immediately.

Instead, he did something no one expected—he laughed.

The smile was faint, carrying an unhurried confidence, as if he weren't facing a desperate situation, but a performance about to begin.

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over the predatory experts of the Jile Sect, the Tianshu Sword Sect Disciples with swords drawn, and finally landing on Situ E and Zhao Qianyi.

"Cult Leader Situ, Elder Zhao," his voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. "If you want Xiao Nianyin, my Spiritual Artifacts, or my life, you can have them."

He paused, the smile at the corners of his mouth deepening. "However, before we start, I want to show you something."

Situ E frowned, about to speak, but Xu Ruyu was already busy pulling things out of his storage ring—items he had previously distributed but reclaimed from Zhou Daniu and the others when they retreated from Tianyin Mountain.

The first item was that psionic rocket launcher.

The dark gold barrel was thicker than an adult's arm, its surface densely covered with Array Pattern that shimmered with a cold light under the moon.

Xu Ruyu propped it up on a large boulder in front of him, the muzzle aimed at the densest part of the Jile Sect crowd.

The barrel gleamed with a dark golden luster in the twilight, like a crouching Vicious Beast ready to devour everything at any moment.

"I assume you've heard about this thing from the Taihu Clan? After all, since you knew my Hehuan Sect was at Tianyin Mountain and could block the path so punctually, I wouldn't believe it if you said the Taihu Clan didn't betray us."

Xu Ruyu patted the barrel, his tone as relaxed as if he were introducing a new toy.

"Just now at the gate of Tianyin Mountain, I blasted Mo Feng away with one shot.

Half-step Saint Realm, and he couldn't even withstand one shot.

Guess what the effect would be if this thing hit you?"

On the Jile Sect's side, the expressions of several Nascent Soul Cultivators changed slightly.

They had certainly heard about it; the feat of Mo Feng being heavily injured by Xu Ruyu's single shot had already spread throughout Tianyin Mountain.

Though they didn't say it, their hearts were pounding—if a Half-step Saint Realm couldn't withstand it, could they?

Situ E snorted coldly, but as he was about to speak, Xu Ruyu pulled out a second item.

It was a cannon with an even larger caliber, forged entirely from profound iron, with Array Pattern even more complex than those on the psionic rocket launcher.

This was the 'Lei Hou Type I' support cannon. Xu Ruyu had refined three of them in the Illusory Moon Well but hadn't had the chance to use them yet.

He mounted it on another boulder, the muzzle aimed toward the Tianshu Sword Sect.

The barrel was thick and the base heavy, radiating a heart-palpitating sense of pressure.

"This is a Thunder Roar Cannon," Xu Ruyu patted the barrel. "It's slightly less powerful than the previous one, but it's enough to blast a Nascent Soul Stage to death.

I have three in total."

He pulled out the second and third Thunder Roar Cannons, lining them up on the cliffside.

The muzzles of the three cannons were aimed at the crowds from the Jile Sect and the Tianshu Sword Sect.

The scene possessed quite an Aura of reviewing troops on a battlefield.

The expressions of the Nascent Soul Cultivators on the Jile Sect's side grew even grimmer.

They instinctively took half a step back before forcing themselves to stop—retreating in front of the Cult Leader was asking for death.

Situ E's face was ashen, but he still didn't move.

He was waiting, waiting for Xu Ruyu to display all this scrap metal so he could mock him properly.

A brat at the Qi Refinement Stage thinking he could turn the tables with a few external items? Dream on!

Xu Ruyu then pulled out over a dozen qi-breaking guns, arranging them neatly on the ground.

The barrels gleamed silver-white under the moonlight, the Array Pattern flowing like a row of soldiers waiting for inspection.

"You've seen these qi-breaking guns too.

Against anyone below the Golden Core Stage, it's one shot, one kill."

He paused, then pulled out five longer sniper rifles.

"These are Chuanyang Guns; they can take a life from five hundred zhang away.

Specifically designed to hit those hiding in the back giving orders."

As he spoke, his gaze swept intentionally or unintentionally over Situ E and Zhao Qianyi.

Situ E's expression darkened further, but he remained silent.

He wanted to see what other tricks Xu Ruyu could play.

Xu Ruyu then pulled out six sets of Source Energy Armor, placing them neatly on the ground.

The armor was dark silver with sleek lines, shimmering with a faint light under the moon, looking both majestic and mysterious.

"This is Source Energy Armor. Once worn, your strength increases at least threefold." He looked at Leng Ningshuang, Zhao Yan, Ning Caihe, and the others behind him. "Put them on later. Whoever tries to stop you, hit them."

Leng Ningshuang didn't speak, only nodding.

Zhao Yan grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, his eyes filled with Battle Intent.

Ning Caihe remained expressionless, but his hand was already on his sword hilt.

Xu Ruyu then took out a pile of Energy Crystal from his storage ring, inserting them one by one into the energy slots of the Spiritual Artifacts.

His movements were unhurried, as if he weren't preparing for a life-and-death battle but performing routine maintenance.

Each time he finished loading one, he checked the Array Pattern to ensure there were no issues before setting it aside.

The people from the Jile Sect and the Tianshu Sword Sect watched him work, yet not a single person moved.

It wasn't that they didn't want to, but rather—they were stunned.