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Chapter 82: "There Once Was a Malevolent Cultivator Named Ten Thousand Demons!"
Chapter 82: "There Once Was a Malevolent Cultivator Named Ten Thousand Demons!"
The talismans he gave to the bookish man were also not used, and not a single Ten Thousand Toxins Sect disciple managed to escape the Poison Fog Swamp. They all perished within the swamp.
At that moment—
The barefoot immortal's vengeful spirit, with its white-tinged pupils, emerged from the swamp, carrying a withered old man's corpse. He strode out and tossed the body in front of Chen Qiu.
"The process of collecting the bodies is the most delightful part."
Chen Qiu, with a smile on his face, used his spirit energy to wrap his arms and carefully removed the storage ring and other items from the old man's body, not even sparing the shoes and pants, as they might be valuable spirit treasures.
Then—
Thousands of demon race cultivators emerged, each carrying hundreds of Ten Thousand Toxins Sect disciples' bodies. They threw them onto the open ground.
Fat Dragon and the others, familiar with the process, quickly moved forward and removed the storage bags and storage rings from the cultivators' waists.
"It's really getting too full."
Fat Dragon opened his robe, revealing dozens of storage bags tied with ropes from his chest to his thighs, along with an inner pocket filled with storage rings. With a slight shake, the clinking sound of metal colliding could be heard.
A smile of sheer happiness appeared on his face, and his lips almost reached his ears.
"Brother Qiu, this time we're truly full, fuller than we've ever been."
"It's almost impossible to fit more."
Storage bags and storage rings each have their own small spaces and cannot be nested within each other.
". . ."
Chen Qiu gave Fat Dragon a sidelong glance but said nothing. He possessed a small world, the Mock Heaven Sect, and that space could accommodate even ten thousand storage rings. However, Fat Dragon insisted on carrying some on his person, claiming it made him feel happy.
Chen Qiu didn't stop him.
After all, there wouldn't be any intense battles ahead, so he let Fat Dragon do as he pleased.
The items Fat Dragon carried were just a small portion; most of them were stored in his Mock Heaven Sect's small world.
He glanced down at the black golden core on the sword tip, struggling continuously. He didn't consume it immediately because the vengeful spirit of the fourth-level golden core was still nearby. If he were to ingest this golden core now, the combined vengeful qi from the two golden core spirits could instantly crush him!
He planned to leave the severely wounded fourth-level golden core spirit and the remaining demon cultivator spirits here. After some time, they would automatically disappear from the world.
Currently, he only had over three hundred vengeful spirits of Ten Thousand Toxins Sect disciples, all at the Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation stages. After consuming this golden core, he would only gain a vengeful spirit at the golden core stage.
Although it would still be uncomfortable.
At least, he wouldn't face the risk of being overwhelmed by vengeful qi like before.
Compared to carrying a vengeful spirit of the golden core first stage as a backup, it was better to endure some discomfort in daily life. After all, enduring discomfort was preferable to being helpless in the face of danger.
Just as they were about to leave after removing the storage rings, storage bags, spirit treasures, and other items from the corpses—
Chen Qiu suddenly looked at the pile of bodies with a thoughtful expression. "Should we leave a message? Should we say that the Great Xia Shrine killed them?"
From the reaction of the barefoot immortal in Ask Heaven Market, he had roughly figured out something. It seemed that the capital had already received news of the demon race's invasion and sent a Great Xia Shrine member to suppress this calamity.
And this Great Xia Shrine member didn't skimp on himself. After suppressing the calamity, he took the opportunity to loot Ask Heaven Market.
He had been framed, although he did have such thoughts. But he hadn't taken any action yet!
That was the Market Master of Ask Heaven Market! He must have had many high-quality spirit treasures and talismans on him. If it weren't for their fate not being sealed, how could they be standing here now? He hated nothing more than being framed.
At this moment, the scholar hesitated, cautiously suggesting, "What if we say it was the Great Xia's top Sword Cultivator in White, upholding heavenly justice and slaying the bandit?"
Before Chen Qiu and the others could respond, the scholar quickly shook his head in embarrassment.
"Never mind, pretend I didn't say anything."
"I was just speaking casually, but it's not appropriate. I don't have much desire for fame, as I'm already content with my current ranking of 986th on the Fame Ranking Chart. It's just that Ten Thousand Demons is ranked 712th, which feels a bit inappropriate."
". . ."
Fat Dragon stared at the scholar expressionlessly for a moment, then said, "You don't sound like someone who doesn't care about fame at all."
"Since the Fame Ranking Chart came out, I recall we've been quite busy. When did you have time to check the rankings?"
"And you even managed to find your ranking and Ten Thousand Demons' ranking right away. You must have been eagerly searching for your name on the list as soon as it was published."
Just as Chen Qiu shook his head, preparing to end the conversation and move on to the nearby city, a sinister and cruel laughter filled with malice echoed in their ears. A red light shot from the horizon, landing in front of them in the blink of an eye.
The red light was formed by a sky full of blood mist.
As the blood mist dispersed, a ragged man covered in wounds appeared. Blood caked the corners of his mouth, and he looked at the hundreds of Poison Cultivator corpses on the open ground before him with a hideous and greedy expression.
"Heaven truly hasn't abandoned me, Ten Thousand Demons!"
"Heaven hasn't abandoned me, Ten Thousand Demons!!!"
"These Poison Cultivator corpses will be a delicious blood meal, allowing me to recover significantly. I can smell it, the scent of fresh blood!"
As his words fell, Ten Thousand Demons suddenly realized something. His expression turned to horror as he looked at the emaciated, blood-soaked corpse of an old man among the bodies, a Golden Core Poison Cultivator.
And it seemed like he had died not long ago.
Could there be a powerful Golden Core Cultivator nearby? He quickly scanned the area, seeing only a few men standing to the side and the empty space above the corpses. He immediately understood that not long ago, an extremely powerful Golden Core Cultivator had slaughtered these Poison Cultivators and taken all their Storage Rings.
These men must have sensed the battle and come to scavenge the remains.
Realizing this, Ten Thousand Demons grinned viciously at Chen Qiu and his group, and blood mist surged from his hand, transforming into a large hammer. He approached them step by step, saying, "Since you've come, don't leave. Become my blood meal."
"It will also contribute to my grand revenge plan."
"Let the world know that once, there was an evil cultivator named..."
"Ten Thousand Demons!"
(End of Chapter)
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