Whoosh! Whoosh!
One arrow shot Luo Cheng dead. Lin Shan and his companion donned black veils to conceal their faces, leaping a few steps and appearing in a secluded alley.
Looking at Luo Cheng, whose half-body was covered in rubble and lay motionless, Lin Yan chuckled:
"What so-called Body Tempering Extre Realm genius? So weak and pathetic! Didn’t even know how he died, truly laughable."
"Hurry up, don’t let anyone catch us," Lin Shan urged.
"Got it. Hehe, as long as we dump the corpse in the Qi Family’s territory and stir the flas a bit, we can sit back and watch the tigers fight!"
Lin Yan stepped forward, clearing the rubble, just about to drag out Luo Cheng’s corpse when his pupils suddenly widened.
Bam!
A fist blasted out from the wreckage.
Lin Yan, utterly unguarded, had his head explode on the spot, red and white splattering everywhere.
"Lin Yan!"
Lin Shan gasped in terror.
Luo Cheng rose from the debris, glanced at the corpse briefly, then turned his icy gaze towards Lin Shan:
"Lin Yan? So it turns out you’re from the Lin Family."
Lin Shan locked eyes with Luo Cheng intensely, letting out a low growl, "Why?! I obviously hit you! Why are you still standing here?"
Luo Cheng took slow, asured steps forward, replying indifferently, "Why do dead n ask so many questions?"
"Arrogant! Just a re Body Tempering Extre Realm warrior, killing you is no more difficult than slaughtering a chicken or a dog! Die!"
Cold light flashing in his eyes, Lin Shan lunged at Luo Cheng in a blur, chopping down fiercely toward his head.
It was a simple strike. To Lin Shan, Luo Cheng wasn’t even worth the effort of using martial arts techniques!
Luo Cheng smirked coldly, as Essence Energy surged within him, a towering aura rising from his body.
"Essence Energy! Transcendence Realm!"
Lin Shan paled with fear, but it was too late for regret.
Boom!
Luo Cheng punched forward. With a sickening crack, Lin Shan’s entire right hand shattered into pieces, his body sent flying like a teor before crashing hard onto the ground, coughing blood incessantly.
"Transcendence Realm! You’ve broken through to Transcendence Realm! No—this level of strength, it’s nearly at the Third Layer of Transcendence Realm! How is this possible! At the Hunting Festival, you were clearly still in the Body Tempering Realm!"
Shock and disbelief consud Lin Shan as he looked at Luo Cheng. The intensity of his upheaval rendered him trembling.
Luo Cheng said nothing, his gaze indifferent, stepping closer.
"Water Separation Palm!"
Knowing there was no chance of survival if he stayed, Lin Shan gathered his Essence Energy, channeling all his strength into a desperate palm strike towards Luo Cheng!
He planned to force Luo Cheng back and escape the alley!
If he could reach a crowded place, he might have a chance to live!
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But alas, he had overestimated himself.
"Die!"
Luo Cheng didn’t flinch or retreat, spitting the word coldly, and unleashed the Heavy Mountain Fist Technique.
Boom!
A muffled sound echoed as Lin Shan spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs, his body flying like a dead shrimp before lifelessly hitting the ground.
With a casual punch from Luo Cheng, over four thousand pounds of force was unleashed. Coupled with the power of his fist technique, the devastating impact rivaled that of a Third Layer Transcendence Realm martial artist. Lin Shan stood no chance.
After annihilating Lin Shan, Luo Cheng touched his back, his hand coming away bloody.
The fabric on his back had been torn, exposing a bloodied gash about the length of a finger.
If he hadn’t broken through to the Second Layer of Transcendence Realm, achieving Great Success in External Skill, with copper skin and iron bones, paired with a mont of heightened awareness and Essence Energy resistance, the consequences of that arrow would have been disastrous!
"Lin Family! You brought this upon yourselves!"
Luo Cheng’s gaze turned icy, killing intent surging. After briefly tending to his wound, he walked out of the alley.
"That’s the Luo Family’s Young Master, Luo Cheng! What happened?"
The commotion had attracted considerable attention, with many gathering outside the alley. Only after Luo Cheng left did they cautiously peek inside.
Within, the alley revealed two corpses: one headless, still standing, drenched in blood—a horrifying sight.
"It’s soone from the Lin Family!"
Sharp cries echoed out.
Luo Cheng strode towards Lingyun Pavilion.
"Mr. Luo!"
Manager Xu spotted him and hurried over, noticing the injury on his back with a look of alarm:
"Mr. Luo, you’re hurt?"
"It’s nothing,"
Luo Cheng shook his head, then asked, "Are Luo Yao and Senior Mo Lin here?"
"They’re upstairs! Follow ."
Manager Xu, sensing sothing grave, imdiately led Luo Cheng upstairs, stopping in front of a private room and knocking lightly.
"Co in."
Luo Yao’s languid voice drifted out.
Inside the room, Luo Yao and Mo Lin were discussing sothing. Seeing Manager Xu enter, they inquired:
"What’s the matter? Eh, Luo Cheng!"
Noticing Luo Cheng’s injury, Luo Yao stood up instantly, her brows furrowing:
"Who hurt you? Manager Xu, fetch the best Healing Elixir in the pavilion."
"No need, it’s just a minor wound,"
Luo Cheng shook his head.
Luo Yao’s eyes shifted, her voice carrying a hint of speculation, "Could it be the Lin Family?"
Luo Cheng hadn’t expected her to guess correctly and nodded slightly.
Beside her, Mo Lin frowned, "It won’t impact the refinent of Spiritual dicine, will it?"
He cared little for the feud between families, focusing only on completing the refinent so he could resu his alchemy.
Luo Cheng calmly pulled out the Jade Box and handed it to Mo Lin.
"Hmm?"
Seeing the Jade Box, Mo Lin’s expression darkened, his voice turning cold: "What is this supposed to an? Do you think you can deceive , return the Spiritual dicine, and settle everything peacefully?"
Luo Yao, surprised, asked, "Luo Cheng, what’s going on? Did your master refuse to help with the alchemy?"
Shaking his head, Luo Cheng replied to Mo Lin evenly:
"Senior, why not open it first and see."
Skeptical, Mo Lin hesitated before lifting the Jade Box’s lid.
Imdiately, an intoxicating dicinal aroma wafted out.
"This... This is..."
Staring at the pills in the Jade Box, Mo Lin froze, his hands trembling with excitent.
"Quick, let examine this carefully..."
Sitting down, he scrutinized the pills within the box as if holding a rare treasure.
Returning to her senses, Luo Yao’s hand rested on her ample bosom as she smiled teasingly at Luo Cheng:
"Ah, so the Spiritual dicine has been refined. Why didn’t you say so earlier? You nearly scared to death."
Luo Cheng was speechless; he didn’t even have the chance to speak.
Examining the arrow wound, Luo Yao narrowed her eyes, softly humming, "An arrow strike, an ambush from behind—soone intended to kill you outright... That you ca away unscathed, have you broken through to the Transcendence Realm?"
Luo Cheng nodded, "Sister Luo Yao, your observation is sharp as always."
Luo Yao’s smile brightened, but inwardly, she felt unsettled.
She could discern that the assailant was no ordinary individual, likely another Transcendence Realm martial artist!
For Luo Cheng to escape unscathed from such an ambush—it was astonishing!
Suddenly, Mo Lin sprang to his feet.
"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! This is the first ti I’ve seen soone refine a Four-star Spiritual dicine to such purity! It’s nearly flawless—no, it *is* flawless! This is clearly the work of dicine King himself!"
Mo Lin, thrilled beyond asure, turned to Luo Cheng, his deanor shedding all arrogance as he asked with a beaming smile:
"Who is your master? I must seek his guidance on alchemy."
"This..."
Luo Cheng hesitated for a mont.
Realizing his blunder, Mo Lin apologized promptly, "Ah, I was being presumptuous."
A dicine King—a legendary figure—was not easily accessible!
To have such a master refine Spiritual dicine was already a priceless opportunity!
Without hesitation, Mo Lin handed over thirty thousand gold notes and three Four-star Spiritual dicines to Luo Cheng, bowing respectfully:
"Please ask your master to refine these three Spiritual dicines for ."
Luo Cheng didn’t reach for the gold notes.
Luo Yao asked, "Luo Cheng, is sothing wrong?"
Luo Cheng shook his head, "My master learned of yesterday’s events and was enraged. He has decided not to refine Spiritual dicines anymore and plans to leave imdiately."
"What!"
Mo Lin’s face turned pale, panic overtaking him, "What do I do now? What do I do now..."
In that mont, Mo Lin deeply regretted not trusting Luo Cheng earlier.
He wouldn’t have offended a dicine King and lost such a rare chance.
Fixing his gaze on Luo Cheng, Mo Lin seized him like one would grasp at a straw, pleading urgently:
"Luo Cheng, you must help this old man! I’m willing to pay double the reward!"
After a brief pause, Luo Cheng replied, "Double the reward isn’t necessary. I can assist, but I have a small request that requires your help."
Mo Lin promptly agreed, "Whatever it is, speak freely!"
Luo Cheng’s eyes glead:
"Help kill soone!"
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