A martial cultivator bearing severe injuries ran out from the dark mountain forest, then weakly called for help. Anyone with a sympathetic heart would lend a hand.
But Jun Changxiao and his disciples remained completely indifferent.
Was this a distortion of human nature, or a decline of morality that could make them so cold-blooded and ruthless?
“Sect Master.”
Li Qingyang transmitted his voice: “Are we really not going to save him?”
Jun Changxiao replied: “The wounds on his body were made by weapons. Someone is clearly pursuing him. If we save him, we might invite unnecessary trouble.”
Li Qingyang chose to remain silent.
The System said: “You now have the Chivalrous Hero title. If you refuse to save someone in mortal danger, it’s a stark naked irony.”
Jun Changxiao remained indifferent, saying: “A chivalrous warrior can’t spend every day saving people from fire and water. Besides, although his injuries are severe, they’re not fatal.”
“Everyone!”
After walking just a few steps, the injured martial cultivator lying on the ground said with difficulty: “Save… save my life, and I’ll… gift you a hundred Spirit Stones…”
“Zuiji.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Quickly help him up. The ground is so cold.”
“…”
Li Qingyang and Zhou Hong’s mouths twitched.
The moment Spirit Stones were mentioned, the Sect Master immediately became warm-hearted. This was too realistic, wasn’t it?
In the cruel Xingyun Continent, when dealing with people with whom you had no ties, naturally you had to be realistic.
When he first transmigrated, Jun Changxiao had saved Li Qingyang. Now when facing someone in distress, he could view it so casually—this was the best proof of his change in mentality.
“Swish!”
Xiao Zuiji jumped down from the Hurricane Wolf. Just as he was about to lift the injured martial cultivator, he saw dozens of black-clad figures suddenly flash out from the dark mountain forest.
These people surrounded Jun Changxiao and his group at the fastest speed, their eyes flashing with cold, fierce light.
Seeing this, despair immediately rose in the injured martial cultivator’s heart.
The leading black-clad leader swept his gaze over Jun Changxiao and the others, saying indifferently: “Are you this guy’s accomplices?”
Jun Changxiao said: “We’re just passing through.”
“Passing through?”
The black-clad leader gave a cold laugh, then waved his hand, saying: “Then die here in Black Demon Forest.”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The surrounding subordinates waved their hands wildly, and hidden weapons flashing with cold light shot forth.
“Clang!”
“Clang!”
Li Qingyang and Ye Xingchen summoned their swords, immediately creating sword flowers that destroyed all the incoming hidden weapons.
Xiao Zuiji summoned his Solid Iron Shield, not only protecting himself but also the injured martial cultivator.
“Oh?”
The black-clad leader was quite surprised, saying: “You’ve got some skill.”
“Big Brother…”
A nearby martial artist said in a low voice: “The… the wolves these people are riding look like Gale Wolves!”
“What?”
The black-clad leader’s heart suddenly jumped with alarm.
Gale Wolf beasts were no ordinary creatures. For them to use these as mounts, their identities were definitely not simple!
“Since you’re just passing through.”
The black-clad leader’s brain reacted quickly, saying: “Then leave quickly and don’t interfere with our Demon-Penetrating Hall executing our mission here.”
This group of wolf-riding martial cultivators had considerable strength. He didn’t dare provoke them too much, and his tone became gentler.
By naming the Demon-Penetrating Hall, he also wanted to let the other party know his identity and what sect he came from.
Unfortunately.
You’ve already attacked, and if this matter ends here, that would be strange indeed.
Jun Changxiao crossed his arms and smiled: “You greet us with hidden weapons the moment we meet, and now you want us to leave. Was your brain kicked by a donkey?”
The black-clad leader’s expression darkened, but suppressing his anger, he cupped his hands: “Earlier was just a misunderstanding. Please don’t take offense, for the sake of the Demon-Penetrating Hall.”
Hmph.
If I weren’t looking at your Gale Wolves, I would have already hacked you all to death with random sword strikes.
Wrong.
They weren’t Gale Wolves, they were Hurricane Wolves, and among them was even a Hurricane Wolf King.
Jiang Xie transmitted his voice: “Sect Master, the Demon-Penetrating Hall is a fifth-rate evil sect.”
Fifth-rate?
Jun Changxiao’s gaze immediately filled with disdain.
I’ve provoked two third-rate evil sects—how could I possibly care about a fifth-rate evil sect?
Of course, when traveling abroad, he didn’t want to provoke an evil sect, so he pointed outward: “Since you’re people from the Demon-Penetrating Hall, this Seat will give you face. Get lost as fast as you can.”
The black-clad leader’s anger immediately flared up.
But he still forcefully suppressed it, looking toward the injured martial cultivator: “He is someone our Demon-Penetrating Hall is pursuing. We need to take him away. Please be accommodating.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Give me one hundred Spirit Stones, and take him away at your leisure.”
The injured martial cultivator’s expression froze, roaring inwardly: “The world declines, hearts grow cold!”
The black-clad leader finally couldn’t hold back anymore, his voice becoming gloomy: “Friend, you’re being quite unreasonable.”
Jiang Xie’s mouth twitched slightly.
An evil sect member actually talking about being reasonable—this was absolutely absurd.
Jun Changxiao shrugged: “He’s willing to pay one hundred Spirit Stones for me to protect his safety. If you take him away, my Spirit Stones are gone, so you need to give me the one hundred Spirit Stones.”
“…”
Li Qingyang and the others’ mouths twitched.
The Sect Master was determined to get those one hundred Spirit Stones no matter what.
The black-clad leader’s expression changed repeatedly. I don’t even have one hundred Spirit Stones, and even if I did, how could I bear to give them to you!
“How about this.”
He said: “When I capture him, I’ll give you the Spirit Stones once I find them.”
Since the pursuit target had one hundred Spirit Stones, he’d search them out and hand them over, then quickly return to complete his mission. Everyone would be happy.
“That won’t work.”
Jun Changxiao said: “What if you capture him and run? Wouldn’t I lose both the person and my money? So you must first give me one hundred Spirit Stones, then I’ll give up protecting him.”
The black-clad leader’s expression grew increasingly dark, thinking to himself: “Is this guy toying with me, or deliberately stalling for time?”
“Young friend!”
Just then, the injured martial cultivator said with difficulty: “I’m willing to pay one thousand Spirit Stones. Please protect my life!”
He could see that the Demon-Penetrating Hall people didn’t dare attack these wolf-riding martial cultivators. To survive, he was willing to increase the payment!
“I’ll take this deal.” Jun Changxiao said.
Although his home had Spirit Stone veins that could produce natural Spirit Stones, he certainly wouldn’t turn down artificial Spirit Stones either. After all, each one was worth ten thousand taels.
“Whew!”
The injured martial cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, and the despair in his heart gradually dissipated considerably.
Jun Changxiao looked toward the black-clad leader and shrugged: “If you want me to give up protecting him now, it’s not one hundred stones but one thousand.”
“Pfft!”
The injured martial cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood.
He cursed inwardly: “Does this guy have no professional ethics!”
The black-clad leader couldn’t even produce one hundred stones, so he certainly couldn’t produce one thousand. His gaze turned gloomy: “Boy, you’re deliberately playing with me!”
“Can’t produce them?”
Jun Changxiao said: “Then get lost quickly.”
“Hmph.”
The black-clad leader said coldly: “Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit—don’t blame this old master for being impolite.”
“Swish!”
As he spoke, he made a strange hand gesture.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The dozens of black-clad people surrounding them summoned crossbow-like weapons from their spatial rings and loaded them with arrows.
The arrowheads glowed with faint light, as if carrying explosive power!
Jiang Xie transmitted his voice: “Sect Master, these are Demon-Blast Crossbows. The arrowheads are enhanced with crystal cores. When they contact external objects, they’ll explode with extremely high lethality.”
“Boy.”
The black-clad leader said: “I’ve already shown restraint repeatedly. Since you won’t leave, you’ll meet a fate of being blown to pieces.”
Jun Changxiao gave a cold laugh and shouted: “Qingyang, Zuiji, show this Seat your weapons!”
Swish! Swish!
Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji summoned their AK-47s and directly raised them up.
“Click!”
Jun Changxiao also summoned his AK-47.
This guy even put on dazzling sunglasses and held a cigar in his mouth, saying arrogantly: “This old master wants to see whether your arrows are faster or my bullets are faster.”
From above.
A group of black-clad people held the most advanced cold weapons—crossbows—in confrontation with three people riding Hurricane Wolves holding AK-47 hot weapons.
The atmosphere.
The tension was at the breaking point!