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Chapter 1943

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"You …"

The middle-aged cultivator's legs and stomach were spinning.

"What I hate the most in my life is people like you, who betray their brothers at a critical moment." Chu Chen shook his head and looked at the middle-aged cultivator with an extremely cold gaze, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion. "People like you will only be a disaster if we leave you alive."

"Kid, don't go too far!"

The middle-aged cultivator roared, as if he had been forced to release the last of his anger.

His hands suddenly pulled and separated, and a purple copper sword suddenly appeared in his palms.

However, this sword only had a sword blade and no hilt.

As soon as the purple copper sword blade appeared, it suddenly burst out with a rich dark purple sword light, breaking through the void, and slashing toward Chu Chen.

"Oh, a broken Legendary Grade artifact. Is this your last trump card?"

Chu Chen shook his head and did not say much nonsense. He simply punched the sword blade.

A faint layer of lightning surrounded his fist, and with a poof, the sword blade was smashed to pieces.

A faint golden fist shot out and smashed into the middle-aged cultivator's heart with a bang, shattering it.

Even a Heavenly River Stage powerhouse would not be able to survive a shattered heart.

Chu Chen shook his head and walked over to pick up the middle-aged cultivator's corpse. Then, he used his movement technique, and in just a few breaths, he arrived at the place where the robbers had ambushed him. Then, he piled the bodies of the robbers together.

His hands moved slightly, and very quickly, he took off the storage rings of the robbers.

The restrictions on the storage rings were very easy to break. Chu Chen waved his hand, and the things inside suddenly fell to the ground.

To be honest, these people did not have anything good on them.

Usually, they would be rich if they had a few Semi-Legendary Grade artifacts.

Other than that, there were some spiritual herbs, elixirs, refining materials, and so on.

With the thought that no matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat. Chu Chen kept all of their belongings into his storage ring, and then piled their corpses together.

With a move of his finger, a pale golden flame floated out, and soon turned into a rolling flame that swallowed the robbers.

After doing all this, he clapped his hands. The moment he raised his head, he was stunned.

On a high wall about a thousand feet away from him, a graceful figure was looking at him indifferently.

It was a woman who looked to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old. She was dressed in white and had an extraordinary temperament. Her facial features were picturesque.

Her white robes fluttered in the wind. Her cold and arrogant appearance made her look heroic and heroic.

However, her pitch-black eyes stared coldly at Chu Chen with a deep sense of disdain.

"You're a thief who kills and steals! If it wasn't for the fact that your cultivation is too low, I would have already done it on behalf of the heavens! "

The woman in white was full of righteousness, and her beautiful face was full of disgust. "Killing a vermin like you is simply dirtying my hands. Don't let me see you anywhere else!"

The white-robed woman snorted coldly. Then, her silhouette flashed. She transformed into a graceful streamer, and flew into the distance. Chu Chen was left behind. He stared at the scene with his eyes wide open. His mind was in a daze.

"What the hell? I'm obviously the victim. They originally wanted to kill me and steal the treasure!! "

A helpless and bitter laugh floated in the air. However, the white-robed woman was destined to not hear it.

… …

After killing a few blind thieves, Chu Chen temporarily returned to his state of restlessness.

Looking at the sky, he saw that it was afternoon. The warm sunlight shone on his body, making him feel lazy.

Glancing around, Chu Chen finally decided to go to a place with as many people as possible.

After all, he was unfamiliar with this place. It was not easy to find a safe place.

Vast Heaven Ancient City was really deserted. People came and went. As long as there were more than ten people, it would be lively.

This was a street. However, unlike other places, there was a person who set up a stall in the middle of the street.

From time to time, one or two cultivators would pass by the stall. After taking a few careful glances, they would leave.

Chu Chen also roughly glanced around. This cultivator's stall was basically filled with various cultivation method jade slips.

Next to the jade slips, there was a piece of silk with the cultivation method's rank and effect written on it. It could be seen that most of them were Spirit River Grade cultivation methods. There were also a few Heavenly River Grade cultivation methods mixed in.

There was basically no market for cultivation methods in Vast Heaven Ancient City.

After all, cultivators below the Heavenly River Grade were basically unable to enter. Those who could enter basically had their own cultivation method. The price of changing cultivation methods was very high. In this kind of place, no one would take this risk.

Therefore, Chu Chen lost interest after a few glances. He just walked along the street while looking for a safe place.

However, as he walked, he found that something was wrong. He did not know when it started, but there was a bamboo forest in front of him.

The house planning in Vast Heaven Ancient City was very tight. It could be said that every inch of land was worth gold. Basically, all the open spaces were occupied by large and small houses.

It was very rare and extravagant to have such a large area used to grow bamboo.

The bamboo in the bamboo forest was also not ordinary. It was as black as ink.

From the root to the tip of the bamboo, there was a thin golden thread connecting it. Most of the black bamboo only had one golden thread. A few had two or three, looking very mysterious.

"Golden Thread Ink Bamboo? That's a good thing! "

Chu Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. Golden Thread Ink Bamboo was an extremely rare treasure.

Its bamboo leaves were a rare spirit medicine. It was one of the main ingredients of the Peace of Mind Pill.

Its bamboo body was hard and tough. It was also very light and portable. It was one of the best materials for forging defensive magic tools.

Its bamboo shoots were also a rare tonic. It could be refined into a top quality pill that could increase one's cultivation.

This Golden Thread Ink Bamboo forest could be said to be an extremely rare top quality medicine field.

In the middle of the bamboo forest, there was a white courtyard. It looked elegant and simple. It was very quiet. At the edge of the bamboo forest, there was a stone tablet. There were four blood-red words written on it.

"Trespassers die!"

Chu Chen shook his head. The people in this place were so rude.

It seemed that the owner of this Golden Thread Ink Bamboo forest did not like being disturbed. In that case, there was no need for him to approach.

After walking a few steps, Chu Chen noticed something different from the corner of his eyes. He turned his head and looked. Then, he was stunned.

He did not notice that there was a notice on the back of the "Trespassers die" stone tablet. The four words at the top of the notice looked bold and powerful. It seemed to have been written not long ago.

"Recruiting zither players!"

The owner of this Golden Thread Ink Bamboo forest was actually recruiting zither players?

Chu Chen's mouth unconsciously curved into a smile. This was worth a try. After thinking for a while, he walked to the front of the courtyard and gently knocked on the door.

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