The middle-aged man stared blankly at the small sword that had pierced his heart. He couldn't believe that a High Level Saint Master like him would actually die at the hands of a High Level Great Saint Master who wasn't even a High Level Great Saint Master. Moreover, this youth only looked to be in his twenties.
Thinking about how he had cultivated for fifty years to reach his current level of strength, yet he couldn't even defeat a youth who looked to be in his twenties. In the end, because of the Tianxiong Clan's Young Master, not only did he destroy his Saint Qi that he had cultivated for fifty years, he even lost his life in the wilderness. Thinking about this, the middle-aged man felt a burst of sorrow in his heart. As the life force in his body continued to flow away, the middle-aged man's bright eyes gradually dimmed. Finally, they turned into emptiness, and his burly body slowly fell to the ground.
Jianchen slowly put away the Light Wind Sword. The blood on the sword seemed to have a life of its own as it flowed towards the tip of the sword. Finally, it turned into drops of blood that dripped down from the tip of the sword. Because of the battle between the three people, the ground had already become moist and bumpy.
Jianchen slowly took a few deep breaths. Killing two Low Level Saint Masters and one High Level Saint Master had consumed quite a bit of his energy. Facing three opponents who were far stronger than him, Jianchen had already gone all out. If it wasn't for the fact that his strength had increased a lot after reaching the Mid Level Great Saint Realm, he would've needed to spend a lot more time to kill these three Saint Masters.
However, after killing the three people, Jianchen's sorrow from the deaths of Captain Kendall and the others was surprisingly diluted by quite a bit.
Jianchen calmly looked at the three corpses. Finally, his eyes landed on the three Space Belts on their waists. After a slight hesitation, he slowly walked forward and removed the belts one by one to check the items inside.
Due to the fact that Jianchen had spent a hundred times more on his own cultivation than other people, he urgently needed a large amount of Demon Cores. With the high price of Demon Cores, Jianchen obviously didn't have the money to buy them. Therefore, if he wanted to obtain Demon Cores, he could only obtain them by killing Demon Beasts or robbing dead people. Moreover, robbing dead people of their belongings was very common in the Tian Yuan Continent. After all, there was a thirty percent chance that the fights that happened on the continent were caused by greed.
After removing the three Space Belts, Jianchen checked the items inside. Although the three of them were Saint Masters, they clearly weren't very rich. Aside from some daily necessities and tools, there was basically nothing else. In the end, Jianchen only found less than ten Purple Crystal Coins, fifteen Class 2 Monster Cores, and five Class 3 Monster Cores in the three Space Belts.
Jianchen didn't hesitate at all and immediately put the Monster Cores into his own Space Belt. After looking at the ten Purple Crystal Coins on the ground, he hesitated for a moment before putting them all into his Space Belt. Although it wasn't a lot, it was still quite a fortune to the commoners. It would be a pity to just leave it here and waste it.
After putting away the items, Jianchen directly threw the three Space Belts to the side. He didn't even bother to deal with the corpses and directly left the place.
By the time he returned to Wake City, it was already close to evening. Jianchen casually ate some food in a restaurant before directly asking for a room to rest.
Because Jianchen only asked for a very ordinary room, the furnishings were very simple. There was only a wooden table, a few stools, and a bed. Aside from that, there was nothing else. Even so, the room was still very clean. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was spotless.
At night, a bright full moon hung high in the night sky, emitting a bright silver-white moonlight that dyed the dark sky a faint silver-white. Even the thin clouds in the sky could be seen clearly.
Jianchen moved a chair in front of the window and sat down. He raised his head to look at the bright full moon in the sky and sank into deep thought. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that he was in a daze.
In Jianchen's mind, he continuously recalled the two days when the Flame Mercenary Group had been chased by the Class 5 Golden Fur Tiger King. In the end, the Flame Mercenary Group had paid the price of their own lives to delay the Golden Fur Tiger King and cover his escape. Although two days had already passed and the grief in his heart from the deaths of the Flame Mercenary Group had been greatly diluted, Jianchen still couldn't forget that scene. That scene was like a brand that had been deeply imprinted into the depths of his soul. He would probably never be able to forget it for the rest of his life.
He and the Flame Mercenary Group could be said to have met by chance. Although their relationship had become much closer after these few days of interaction, in the final moment, they would rather die to cover for Jianchen's escape. Although there was a bit of selfishness in their actions, as well as knowing that they simply didn't have the ability to escape from the Golden Fur Tiger King's pursuit, it still left a huge impact on Jianchen's heart.
"Captain Kendall, what is your greatest wish in life …"
"My greatest wish in life is for the Flame Mercenary Group to become the greatest mercenary group on the continent …"
Scenes from the past constantly flashed through Jianchen's head. Jianchen sat by the window as his somewhat dazed eyes gradually recovered. He clenched his fists tightly and murmured, "Captain Kendall, you're the strongest in our Flame Mercenary Group. I never thought that you would be the first to leave back then."
"You were the one who took care of me the most in the past few days. Now that you're gone, your greatest wish can't be fulfilled. Then, let me fulfill your wish for you. I, Jianchen, promise you that I will do my very best in my life to make the Flame Mercenary Group the greatest mercenary group on the continent." Jianchen's voice was filled with determination.
Taking off the Space Belt from his waist, Jianchen stared at it blankly. He could not help but think about what captain Kendall had said when he passed the belt to him.
"Jian Chen, don't refuse. If we don't make it out of this forest alive, we'll have to rely on you to take care of our families. If we all die here, their lives will become extremely difficult. Whether my parents, my wife, and my child can live a good life in the future will all depend on you," Jian Chen said.
Jianchen let out a long sigh when he thought up to there. He suddenly felt extremely guilty. Captain Kendall had passed the Space Belt to Jianchen in order to ask him to take care of his family. However, he did not even know what their names were or where they lived. How was he supposed to deal with this?
Now, Jianchen suddenly became extremely worried. Since captain Kendall had asked him to take care of his family, Jianchen had already guessed that Kendall's family must be extremely poor. He wondered if his family would be able to live happily after losing their pillar of support.
As soon as he thought about the difficult days ahead for Kendall's family, Jian Chen was filled with urgency. He wanted to find Kendall's family as soon as possible so that he could hand over what Kendall had entrusted to him so that they could live happily ever after.
Jianchen sat by the window until the latter half of the night before returning to his bed to cultivate. Right now, Jianchen needed to become stronger, stronger, and stronger.
The night was very peaceful and passed quickly. The next morning, Jianchen suddenly opened his eyes while immersed in cultivation. For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
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