"Defeated. The Saint of the Supreme Xuan Sect has been defeated so easily."
"What a powerful capability. This person is a true top level Saint!"
"It's over. There's no hope."
Everyone exclaimed in shock.
Bu Chen was the Saint of the Supreme Xuan Sect after all. He was someone everyone looked up to. Yet he was so easily defeated by Ling Xian. Naturally, they were in awe.
At the same time, they were hopeless.
Bu Chen was on his way. Now, it was their turn.
Therefore, these women all opened their mouths. Their words were all begging Ling Xian not to kill them.
Sadly, Ling Xian was unmoved.
It wasn't that he was cruel and bloodthirsty, it was that he didn't want to leave any loose ends that could harm the Second Luo Xue and the Elder.
"Go down and accompany him." Ling Xian's expression was emotionless. He slammed down his palm and a powerful repulsive force descended.
Instantly, everyone's body froze and they collapsed onto the ground powerlessly, no longer breathing.
The woman in gold was no exception.
Their heart meridians and souls were shattered. Even the legendary Immortal Medicine of Immortality was powerless to save them.
"It's over …"
Ling Xian mumbled to himself. Then, he turned around and left in giant steps.
What happened here was over. Next, he needed to find the inheritance of the Immortal of Thieves.
…
The City of Zhi Ge was vast and filled with resources. Every day, there were countless new happenings that became the topic of conversation.
However, these days, everyone in the City of Zhi Ge was talking about one thing. Or, in other words, one person.
This person appeared and disappeared like a ghost. His stealing skills were heaven-defying. Hundreds of powerhouses have fallen victim to him and had their most valuable treasures stolen.
Without an exception, these people were all famous cultivators of the eighth level. None of them were good people.
This incident shocked the entire City of Zhi Ge. Everyone found it hard to believe. Even the cultivators of the ninth level were stunned.
It was not easy to steal from a cultivator of the eighth level. It was basically impossible to steal a cultivator's treasure without anyone noticing.
However, that person had done it. None of the victims knew when their treasures had been stolen, nor did they know who had stolen them.
Therefore, everyone found it hard to believe and couldn't figure out how such a magical stealing skill could exist.
As time went on, this incident became more and more serious. The victims formed an alliance and swore to kill the thief.
However, it was a pity that he couldn't even see a shadow of it. Even if he invited a master of divination, he still wouldn't be able to find anything.
This caused the victims to stomp their feet in anger, while the people of the world were delighted to see this. There were even many people who were delighted.
This was because those who had their treasures stolen weren't good people. Even the best of them had killed others for their treasures.
Therefore, people felt that they deserved it.
For a time, the entire Halting War City was talking about that person. Gradually, a title was given to that person.
Little Thief Saint.
The reason he added the word "little" in front of "Holy Pirate" was because although the man's thieving skills were godly, he had not done anything that shocked the world.
If he had stolen the personal treasure of a great cultivator of the ninth realm, then the word "small" would most likely be removed.
…
Inside the mountain range, Ling Xian sat in a lotus position on top of a mountain peak with a smile on his lips. He was very happy.
Because there were over 100 treasures in front of him.
Divine medicines, magic treasures, rare treasures, and other treasures emitted spiritual light that resonated with each other. It was brilliant and dazzling.
"The Thief Immortal's Hand of Thieving sure is an unparalleled technique. After learning this technique, it would be hard for me to be poor." Ling Xian softly grinned, very satisfied.
After killing the woman in gold, he headed east. He originally didn't plan on stealing, but his hands itched. Therefore, he stole along the way.
Of course, Ling Xian didn't steal everything he saw. He remembered the two rules of the Thief Immortal: those who are poor don't steal, and those who do good don't steal.
Therefore, before he makes a move, he always finds out what kind of person his target is.
If the target is a good person, then no matter how many treasures there are, he won't make a move. If the target is an evil person, then he can only apologize.
"The title of Little Thief Saint is not bad. After I reach the ninth level, I can remove the word 'small' from my name."
Ling Xian had a smile on his lips. It wasn't that he couldn't steal from ninth level cultivators, it was that the chances of him being found out were higher.
After all, he was merely an eighth level cultivator. No matter how mysterious the Heaven Stealing Hand was, there was a limit.
"Up ahead is the extreme south. I hope this trip will be smooth."
Staring into the south, Ling Xian squinted his eyes and placed all the treasures into his storage pouch.
Before he came, he found out that the south side of the City of Zhe Ge was controlled by the three main clans – the Zhao, the Sun, and the Zheng.
These three clans had a lot of resources and many powerhouses. Though they were not as powerful as the House of the Wan Sheng, they were not far off.
"There are 32 ninth level cultivators in the extreme south. The three clans take up 20 of them, and the rest are nomadic cultivators."
"If the person who took the inheritance is a nomadic cultivator, then this will be easy to solve. But if it's someone from a clan, then it will be troublesome."
Ling Xian frowned, but very quickly, his brows relaxed.
Whether it was a nomadic cultivator or a clan, he had to take back the inheritance!
Ling Xian stood up and prepared to leave the mountain range.
Just as he was about to stand up, he saw a giant red carriage appear below him.
It was floating in the air, and runes were flashing. Anyone who saw it would call it extraordinary.
On the two sides of the carriage, four servants in blue walked in the air. Their beauty outshone the moon and the flowers.
However, what caught Ling Xian's attention wasn't the red carriage nor the beautiful servants. It was a fatty hiding in the bushes.
This person had a fat head and big ears. His entire body was fat and he looked like a round ball. Even his eyes were squeezed into slits.
It was the Daoist of Duo Bao, who was forced to cry by Ling Xian.
Currently, he was staring at the red carriage without blinking. His saliva was about to drip out.
This made Ling Xian shake his head and laugh. He knew that the Daoist of Duo Bao had his eyes on the red carriage.
"Miss, there is a shifty-eyed fatty over there. Do you want me to go kill him?" the servant in blue asked respectfully.
"Ignore him. He doesn't dare to attack."
A cold voice came from the sedan chair, causing the temperature to drop a few degrees.
"A few silly girls dare to look down on this Taoist Grandpa?"
The Daoist of Duo Bao was enraged. He was a domineering leader and normal forces didn't dare to provoke him.
"Who are you calling little girls?"
The servant in blue's eyes turned cold. Instantly, the snow in the sky turned into ice blades.
"So what? A mere cultivator of the seventh level dares to provoke me? "
The Daoist of Duo Bao snickered. He waved his sleeve and a golden bowl appeared. As it destroyed the ice blades, it also froze the servant in blue.
"You are seeking death."
A cold voice arose. The red carriage glowed. In an instant, it broke the imprisonment of the golden bowl.
"What a great treasure. I want it."
The Daoist of Duo Bao's eyes brightened. The golden bowl disappeared and was replaced by a black hammer.
Booom!
Its power shook the world and it was as heavy as Mount Tai. The hammer smashed down and shattered the void.
However, not only did it not move the red carriage, but it also cracked inch by inch.
This shocked the Daoist of Duo Bao. He didn't think the red carriage would be so powerful.
"You dare to attack me? You must be tired of living."
The cold voice was accompanied by murderous intent that shot through the sky.
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