In almost the blink of an eye, Bai Ziyue saw a burly middle-aged man with a lithe figure, holding a long saber in one hand and gripping a big box in the other. He also had a huge cloth bag slung across his back, leaping towards Bai Ziyue’s direction amidst the whistling wind.
The big box was obviously heavy, his arm bulging with veins, taut and tense, yet even so, his speed was not slow. Each step he took covered a distance of three to five ters.
And he landed without a sound, with no trace left by his steps, clearly possessing an extrely advanced lightweight skill.
A Sunburst Gang disciple, carrying a big bag on his back, happened to erge from a house, only to see the burly man approaching. Before he could react, a blood-colored long saber slashed down.
"Die!"
The burly man snorted coldly, his figure swiftly passing by.
On the ground, there was now a corpse that was almost split in half.
"A third-class expert!"
Bai Ziyue’s eyes slightly opened and closed, but his face showed no change. He stepped forward and stood directly in the burly man’s path.
"Get out of the way!"
In an instant, the burly man was upon Bai Ziyue, his fierce gaze filled with bloodlust. Without any hesitation, he swung his long saber directly at Bai Ziyue.
This saber strike tore through the air, intense and fiery, even before it got close, one could feel a scorching heat rushing towards them. It felt as if, instead of a long saber, it was a massive beast capable of spewing flas coming at him.
Fla Saber!
Raising an eyebrow, Bai Ziyue shifted his steps and raised his own long saber obliquely.
Clang!
Bai Ziyue’s Black God Saber easily deflected the opponent’s long saber, cutting through the air effortlessly.
Swish!
"How is this possible?"
The burly man’s figure paused, looking down in shock to see a large wound extending from his chest.
Crimson blood poured out, grotesque like a centipede, quickly dyeing his body red.
Only then did he feel an imnse pain spreading throughout his body and mind, like surging waves, drowning his consciousness.
Bang!
At this point, the weight of the box was finally revealed. With the burly man’s death, it fell heavily to the ground, smashing the stone-paved floor into pieces.
The box also cracked open with a crash, rolling out a large, oval object that had clearly undergone preliminary slting.
The oval object rolled like a heavy wheel, cracking the stone slabs with loud bangs, leaving a distinct mark.
The oval object rolled for two or three ters before coming to a stop.
"Star teorite Iron!"
Bai Ziyue’s eyes flashed, a hint of surprise on his face.
This Star teorite Iron was imnsely valuable, definitely a pri material for forging treasure blades and treasure swords.
This piece, which couldn’t even be held with both hands, especially since it had undergone preliminary slting, if combined with one or two equally precious materials and forged by an Artifact Refining Master, could possibly beco a divine weapon.
Whoosh whoosh...
The sound of wind whistling.
Just then, a figure in white robes, swift as lightning, was seen rushing towards them from afar.
At first glance, he saw the Star teorite Iron rolling on the ground, his eyes flashing with a burning light, then he shouted, "Stop!"
In just a few leaps, he was close by.
"Elder Gongg? What is the aning of this?"
Bai Ziyue’s figure paused, looking at the newcor, his voice indifferent.
"So it’s you."
Gongg Changsheng recognized Bai Ziyue then, a glint of killing intent in his eyes, but he seed to have so reservations, and his tone softened as he said, "This ti, in wiping out the Nine Seals Sect, it is decreed that all spoils must be registered and recorded.
The items on this person co from the treasure vault at the Nine Seals Sect’s back mountain. I need to take them back and report."
"Is that so? But such a matter doesn’t need to trouble Elder Gongg. If it indeed needs to be registered, I naturally won’t keep it."
Bai Ziyue slowly shook his head and said.
"This is troubleso then. The Star teorite Iron is too valuable, I fear Guardian Bai won’t be able to keep it safe."
As he spoke, Gongg Changsheng’s voice suddenly rose, and his long sword shot out like a startling rainbow.
Through the previous battle, he knew Bai Ziyue was an Immortal Cultivator, appearing to carry powerful talismans on him.
The Di Family Cultivator had been ground down to death by Bai Ziyue’s relentless talismans.
If it was from ten ters away, even as a second-class expert who had opened three mystic ridians, he wouldn’t dare act rashly.
But due to his previous rush and his current subtle actions, he had already closed in to within five ters of Bai Ziyue.
For a strong person like him, five ters was but a short distance, covered in the blink of an eye. He was confident he could kill Bai Ziyue before he could cast any Immortal Techniques.
Though powerful, Immortal Techniques were not necessarily superior to martial arts.
Not to ntion, he had previously investigated and attempted to assassinate Bai Ziyue due to his grandnephew’s affair, knowing he was young and his cultivation level limited.
"I was still hesitating, but now seems like a good ti to end our grudge and send you on your way."
Bai Ziyue sighed, and silently, an invisible force rapidly shot out, directly entering Gongg Changsheng’s mind.
Magic! Shocking God Stab!
Shsh! Shsh!
"Ah..."
Gongg Changsheng let out a tragic howl, his consciousness scattering.
The sword strike, which was initially fierce and swift, beca unstable and weak, allowing Bai Ziyue to easily evade it.
A long saber, fast as lightning, flashed by.
"Wait, spare ..."
Gongg Changsheng roared in pain, but Bai Ziyue acted as if he hadn’t heard him, without the slightest pause.
Poof!
A head soared into the sky.
The corpse of Elder Gongg Changsheng of the Sunburst Gang then collapsed to the ground.
Blood flowed out rapidly, soon dyeing the ground red.
A second-class expert was effortlessly slain by him.
Bai Ziyue glanced around; this place was remote, further obscured by trees, so no one from a distance could see clearly, naturally drawing no attention.
Only then did he quickly pick up the piece of star teorite iron, and as he grabbed it, a slight expression of surprise appeared on his face.
At least fifteen hundred pounds.
Spiritual power surged, the teorite iron disappeared, reappearing in his storage bag.
Then he opened the large cloth bundle from the burly man, finding the eleventh golden paper inside, felt reassured, and stored it in the storage bag as well.
After ransacking Gongg Changsheng’s corpse once more, Bai Ziyue swiftly vanished into the night.
...
The chaos at Yuhua Mountain of the Nine Seals Sect began to die down by noon.
By the ti the sun was about to set, almost no one from the Nine Seals Sect was left on Yuhua Mountain.
At the foot of Yuhua Mountain, several roads were guarded by many elites from the Sunburst Gang, even every checkpoint had third-class expert-level individuals stationed.
It was not easy for martial artists from other forces to take their looted gains down the mountain smoothly.
Even disciples of the Sunburst Gang had to open their spoils one by one, register them, and so precious items would be confiscated.
Private hoarding would be criminalized and subject to gang rules punishnt.
Of course, the gang’s rewards and punishnts were fairly just, whether it was cultivation technique secret manuals or gold and silver treasures, as long as they were accounted for, contribution points would be recorded, so it wasn’t too unfair.
Such things couldn’t be completely eradicated; passing through depended on one’s skills.
With the storage bag, Bai Ziyue privately hoarded quite a bit.
Moreover, in the previous battle, his outstanding performance drew admiration and awe from countless people, so even if those registering saw that he kept sothing privately, they didn’t dare question it.
"Guardian Bai, you’ve finally co down the mountain. I’ve been waiting here for you for quite a while."
Just as he walked away from the registration point, a figure approached and spoke.
"Pei Tugou? What’s the matter? Aren’t you with Wum Ma’er? Where is he?"
Bai Ziyue raised an eyebrow in surprise and asked.
"The battlefield was chaotic; I got separated from him when the battle started. When I found him, he was already..."
Pei Tugou’s face showed sadness, his voice dropping.
Bai Ziyue’s gaze darkened, feeling a bit somber.
But battles in the Jianghu were always like this.
Wum Ma’er’s injuries from the last battle hadn’t fully healed, and he insisted on coming this ti to witness a fight between first-class experts, despite being advised against it. He had to be prepared for the worst.
If he died, no one else could be blad.
"Right, why are you looking for ?"
Bai Ziyue then asked.
"The Gang Leader is looking for you. Our Hall Master is also here, knowing I am one of your n, he asked to find you."
Pei Tugou quickly said.
"The Gang Leader is looking for ?"
Bai Ziyue’s eyes flashed; he wasn’t surprised.
This battle, if it weren’t for his intervention, whether the Sunburst Gang could have defeated the Nine Seals Sect, and whether the Gang Leader could have escaped unscathed, was uncertain.
In the previous chaos, the Gang Leader had to act quickly to secure victory, killing Nine Seals Sect experts, thus not having a chance to question him.
Now that the battle was over, it was natural for the leader to find him.
"Lead the way."
Seeing this point, Bai Ziyue didn’t hesitate, saying a word, and followed Pei Tugou into the city.
Soon, Bai Ziyue followed Pei Tugou, arriving at the headquarters of the Sunburst Gang.
"Bai Ziye greets the Gang Leader."
He quickly stepped into the eting hall, seeing the Gang Leader giving instructions.
Just after the big battle, the gang had many matters to handle, so there weren’t many people in the hall, and elders and hall masters were rare to see.
"Guardian Bai, you’ve really surprised this ti."
Seeing Bai Ziyue, Jiangg Tao stood up, his eyes bright as if trying to see through him.
"Tell , how should I reward you for your contribution this ti?"
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