Lu Ming's figure was like the wind, extremely fast. He had unleashed the Dragon Snake Steps to the extreme. Although it was only a low-grade yellow-level Footwork, with the eruption of Lu Ming's powerful vital energy, his speed was still extremely fast.
In just a few minutes, he saw the flat-nosed young man.
Hearing the wind, the flat-nosed young man turned around and was almost scared out of his wits.
How could he be so fast? Could it be that Zheng Qian was killed? He thought that Zheng Qian could at least withstand a hundred moves.
"Ah! Ah! Don't come over! "
The flat-nosed young man ran crazily and shouted randomly.
However, the distance between Lu Ming and him continued to close.
The flat-nosed young man could not escape.
Plop!
At this moment, the flat-nosed young man suddenly stopped. He turned around and knelt down with a plop. His movements were smooth.
"Please, please don't kill me. As long as you let me go, I won't say a word about what happened today."
The flat-nosed young man kept kowtowing and shouting.
"Why should I believe you?"
There was a cold smile at the corners of Lu Ming's lips.
"I can swear, I swear, I won't say a word. If I do, I'll die a horrible death!"
The flat-nosed young man pointed to the sky and swore.
"Alright, I'll give you a chance."
Lu Ming suddenly sneered coldly and kicked out his leg.
Bam!
This kick landed on the flat-nosed young man's Dantian and scattered his cyclone.
"Ah! You destroyed my cultivation. Didn't you say you'll give me a chance? "
The flat-nosed young man let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"Don't worry, I'll give you a chance."
Lu Ming grabbed the flat-nosed young man's neck and walked towards the extinct volcano as if he was carrying a chicken.
Soon, they arrived at the place where the battle took place.
At this moment, the stone pickers had all fled.
"What … what do you want?"
The flat-nosed young man asked in a trembling voice.
"It's very simple. Go ahead and scout the path. However, you're not allowed to walk on the path that has already been scouted. Go the other way."
Lu Ming pointed in the direction of the extinct volcano and said calmly.
In an instant, the face of the young man with the flat nose turned pale. His voice trembled as he said, "Hasn't the path to the extinct volcano been explored? Why do you want me to scout the way? No, I'm not going. "
"Don't you like to ask others to scout for you? Now, I want you to try it yourself. It's fine if you don't want to go, but I'll send you to reunite with your fellow apprentices. "
Lu Ming brandished his long spear. Spear light burst forth, and a cold killing intent enveloped the youth.
"No, no, you can't do this to me. That place is full of danger. I'll die if I go there. I'm begging you, let me go."
The young man with the flat nose was drenched in cold sweat, and his body was trembling.
Especially when he recalled how the stone pickers had been burned to death, he shuddered.
Earlier, when he watched others explore the path, he took pleasure in their misfortune and was high and mighty. It was as if he was watching ants struggling on their deathbed, and he didn't have the slightest bit of pity.
Now that it was his turn, he was more afraid than anyone else.
"This is your only chance. My patience is limited. I'll count to three. After three counts, if you don't go, then you don't have to go."
Lu Ming's voice was extremely cold.
To deal with such a person, what could be more satisfying than giving him a taste of his own medicine?
"One!"
"Two!"
"I'll go, I'll go!"
When Lu Ming was about to count to three, the young man with the flat nose finally couldn't take the pressure and shouted. Then, his body trembled as he walked forward step by step.
The more he walked forward, the more his body trembled. When he walked for more than a hundred meters, a foul stench came out. He was so scared that he wet himself.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a stream of gas rushed out from under his feet.
The young man with the flat nose was scared out of his wits. He screamed and fell straight to the ground.
Lu Ming frowned. When he walked up to take a look, he was instantly speechless.
The young man with the flat nose's face was ashen. He didn't have the slightest breath. He was scared to death by a stream of hot gas.
Lu Ming shook his head and walked back to collect the spoils of war.
These were the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect. There must be a lot of valuable things on them. Lu Ming wouldn't miss it.
While searching for the spoils of war, he devoured their Essence Blood one by one.
After searching, Lu Ming left and returned to the outer area. Then, he entered the Temple of Paragon and began refining the Essence Blood.
Lu Ming's cultivation had reached the Martial Master Realm Eight, so the Essence Blood of martial artists below the Martial Master Realm was of little use to him.
Only those above the Martial Master Realm would be of some help.
After refining all the Essence Blood of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, Lu Ming's cultivation improved, but it wasn't by much. He was still a distance away from the mid-stage Martial Master Realm Eight. After refining the Essence Blood, Lu Ming began to count the spoils of war.
With a wave of his hand, two storage rings appeared.
Among the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, two of them had storage rings. It was a pleasant surprise.
One was from Zheng Qian, and the other was from the young man in the Martial Master Realm Nine.
Then, with a thought, a pile of things appeared in the Temple of Paragon.
First, Lu Ming began to count the banknotes.
"Why is there so little?"
After counting, Lu Ming frowned slightly.
The twenty or so disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect only had about four million taels of silver in total.
Four million taels of silver might seem a lot, but it depended on where they got it from.
The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect were at least in the Martial Master Realm Six. On average, each of them had less than two hundred thousand taels of silver. This was considered very little.
On second thought, Lu Ming felt relieved.
It was normal. Just like him, they exchanged the extra silver for Contribution Points and then exchanged it for resources that were useful to them to improve their strength.
Most of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect were the same. They kept some silver on them and exchanged the rest.
After putting away the banknotes, Lu Ming looked at the other things.
Some scattered pills were not worth much. Lu Ming directly piled them to the side. Finally, his eyes fell on a few books.
Wild Wave Slash, a low-grade Yellow Rank sword technique.
Cloud Treading Steps, a high-grade Yellow Rank movement technique.
Mixed Yuan Art, a high-grade Yellow Rank cultivation technique.
Lu Ming was overjoyed to learn three cultivation techniques and martial techniques in a row.
Generally speaking, Sect disciples like them would rarely have Cultivation Methods or Martial Skill Manuals on them. This was because Cultivation Methods or Martial Skill Manuals were usually rented from the Sect's Book Collection Hall for cultivation.
There was a certain time limit, and when a certain time limit was reached, they would have to return it.
Of course, there were exceptions, because some people had some fortuitous encounters and obtained some cultivation techniques or martial skills. These cultivation techniques or martial skills were their own private property.
Just like these few, most of them were private property of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.
Among them, the Cloud Treading Steps was obtained from the young man in the Martial Master Realm Nine.
If these three cultivation techniques or martial skills were sold, they would be worth at least five to six million taels of silver.
What a profit.
But when Lu Ming's eyes fell on the fourth book, he was shocked.
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