Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains Chapter 572: 266. Frantically reaping good deeds, the venomo

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Rank Nine Demon, one hundred thousand rits!

Hou Yuxiao's spirits were highly lifted as he summoned the still dazed Hou Fei and two others to his side and whispered a few words to them. With expressions of surprise and uncertainty, they nodded and headed toward the cluster of demons.

Rank Nine, one hundred thousand; Eighth Grade, five hundred thousand; Seventh Grade, one million. Of course, the cost-effectiveness of killing a Rank Nine was the highest. After all, with his current strength, facing a Rank Nine Demon was a piece of cake.

It wasn't the sa with a Seventh Grade. Take that crab demon just now, if it wasn't for the Canglong Staff's Demon Dragon Soul taking effect, it was uncertain who would survive between the two of them.

Who would want to risk their life if they could safely accumulate rits?

Hou Yuxiao watched as Hou Fei and the other two joined hands to provoke a Ninth Grade demon. His eyes shone with a cold light, and once again, he silently dived into the water, heading towards them.

He had just consecutively slain two demons. Not only had humans noticed, but the other demons had, too. Aside from a few tougher ones, the rest, especially those below Seventh Grade, were clearly avoiding him on purpose. Hou Yuxiao let Hou Fei and the others attract attention while he hid and harvested, which was much more efficient.

As expected, the Rank Nine Demon newly engaged by Hou Fei and his team was slain by Hou Yuxiao under the water within a few monts, yielding another hundred thousand rits. Tasting success again, he didn't stop, but continued the sa strategy.

The second, the third, the fourth, the fifth...

The demon crowd under the Gold-Backed Giant Crocodile numbered only a thousand, with about half of them being Ninth Grade. Hou Yuxiao watched his rits soar with sheer joy in his heart.

When he couldn't find Rank Nine Demons, he would go after Eighth Grade Demons. With that, his rits increased even more: eleven million, twelve million, fifteen million... Soon, his rits surpassed twenty million, double that of his Karmic Obstacle.

Hou Yuxiao was having the ti of his life killing on the right side of the battleship and the effects quickly showed. Most of the demon crowd and the Gold-Backed Giant Crocodile were held back by Lu Kaiwu and the Hurricane Heavenly Army. Only three or four hundred demons had broken through to the right side of the battleship. As he had slain at least a hundred demons, nearly one third of them, it wasn't just the demons who took notice - the Master Realm Martial Artists from the Lu Family and the Rakshasa Holy Sect also sensed sothing was off and occasionally glanced in his direction.

A gap had been violently carved out by him on the right side of the ship. Seeing him approach, nearby demons imdiately dived into the water in terror, and so, even from a distance, kept glancing in his direction. As soon as Hou Fei and his team showed the intent to approach, the demons would imdiately dive into the water. After all this ti, if they hadn't figured out Hou Yuxiao's tactics, they would be incredibly stupid.

"Family Head, this..."

Hou Fei saw an Eighth Grade demon engaging with a Grandmaster from the Lu Family. Just as he approached, the demon, as if it had seen a ghost, didn't even think twice before diving into the water.

"They've all gotten smart, but my rits are about good now!"

Hou Yuxiao had long noticed the change in demons and wasn't surprised by this scene. Looking at the Sea of Consciousness, which now showed an accumulated twenty-three million rits, and the sixth white petal of the Divine Lotus, an unprecedented sense of security welled up inside him. At that mont, whether he looked at the two Sixth Grade demons or the awe-inspiring Gold-Backed Giant Crocodile engaging Lu Kaiwu, there was not much fear in his eyes anymore.

With three million eight hundred thousand, he could elevate his strength to Qiányáng Realm. Right now, he had over twenty million rits. If he used them all for improvent...

It wasn't fear, when Hou Yuxiao looked at the Gold-Backed Giant Crocodile, thoughts that shouldn't have been there even began to form in his mind, but soon, he dismissed them.

Truly spending twenty million rits to slay a Fifth Grade demon would obviously not compensate for such a massive loss of rits. Moreover, it would recklessly reveal his strength in front of everyone from the Rakshasa Holy Sect and Lu Family, which was completely unnecessary.

A wise man keeps his tools of power hidden, to be used at the right ti!

Although he might not be a wise man, one couldn't just casually use such a trump card in front of others; it had to be a critical mont.

With this huge amount of rits at hand, Hou Yuxiao was no longer so anxious about the current situation but started to carefully observe the state of the battle.

The fight between Lu Kaiwu and the Gold-Backed Giant Crocodile continued. Both seed to be at the peak of the Qiányáng Realm. Although the Giant Crocodile was stronger in the water, Lu Kaiwu, with twenty thousand soldiers of the Hurricane Heavenly Army, was no weakling. Despite the fierce fight between the human and the demon, it was clear that it was a stalemate where neither could do much to the other in the short term.

The Hurricane Heavenly Army had already incurred so casualties, but correspondingly, the demon crowd under the Gold-Backed Giant Crocodile seed to have suffered even more severe losses. Comparatively, it appeared that the demons were at a disadvantage.

The situation on the right side of the ship was even better.

Following his recent massacre, with a third of the Ninth and Eighth Grade demons killed and other Grandmasters also having so gains, the group of demons originally intending to attack the ship was now at its last gasp, entangled by many Grandmasters and struggling to escape.

The only exceptions were the two Sixth Grade demons who first took action, naly the crab demon Zhu Guang and Black Scales, who had achieved so results on the battleship.