In just an instant, the girl's eyes opened wide in disbelief before she heavily collapsed to the ground, reduced to a lifeless corpse.
This was her first time leaving Qingfeng Stockade, and she had imagined competing with others from the stockade once out in the open world.
She hadn't even considered the Ancient Domain to be a challenge, only a great opportunity.
And now, of the four people who came here from Qingfeng Stockade, only one youngster's whereabouts remained unknown. The rest...had been wiped out.
After dealing with the girl, the group gave each other wary glances again. Sensing the aura coming from the others, they seemed to reach a silent understanding to separately search for treasures.
Mao Yong'an looked at the girl's corpse and let out a helpless sigh, feeling somewhat regretful.
But such were the rules of the jianghu. Even he had to abide by them.
This was the harsh reality.
Wang Ye grabbed a rope in his hand, tying it around his waist, and nodded satisfactorily.
The Wang Ye pretending to be a ghost couldn't help but silently curse upon seeing this scene!
He was trying hard to pretend to be a ghost, yet the ghost was pretending to be him, and dressing more and more like him!
He would have to get a ghost blade later. Even Wang Ye wouldn't be able to tell the difference between them!
Wang Ye remained unmoving, secretly manipulating Xiao Si to randomly grab a leather whip and two iron chains before quietly standing in place to observe everything.
By now, the amount of occult items he had was already quite substantial. He didn't value them as highly anymore.
After all, his and Mao Yong'an's development paths were different. What he needed most was increasing his own strength.
But this didn't mean he had given up on these things.
When these guys died, the items would naturally still be his, just like with the previous building.
Only this time, he had to be more careful and not leave people in the corridor to kill later. Thinking of Lin Nan's lost corpse, Wang Ye's heart still ached slightly.
In just three minutes, the basement was completely cleared out.
Other than some chairs, wooden pillars and the like, anything that could be taken had now been collected.
Yet everyone maintained the same tacit understanding.
They didn't touch the severed heads or the coffins that were suspended.
No one here was a fool. One look and they could tell these two items were no trivial matter, with the potential to trigger supernatural events and get themselves killed at any moment.
Greed was acceptable, but only under the condition of ensuring one's own safety.
Soon, everyone departed cautiously, full of their gains.
And at this moment, Wang Ye suddenly began to move.
The few others immediately became vigilant, their eyes fixed on Wang Ye.
They saw an aura of ghosts emanating from him as he stiffly held open his sack, placing it on the ground, while he and Xiao Si and Xiao Wu firmly blocked the exit.
The air seemed to quiet down a bit.
Although Wang Ye hadn't uttered a single word from beginning to end, everyone understood the implication.
Toll money!
...
This ghost even understands this tactic?
The youth from the Buddhist Clan's expression darkened as he let out a cold snort. Reaching into his own sack, he took out a monk's robe and draped it over himself.
In an instant, his figure seemed to become weaker as he rushed towards the corridor exit, a confident look in his eyes.
This monk's robe was a gift from his master in the Buddha Kingdom, imbued with a trace of spatial ability. It was his biggest trump card for this trip.
Spatial ability huh.
Sensing the fluctuations coming from the monk's robe, Wang Ye's eyes lit up.
Good stuff!
With this monk's robe, perhaps he could pretend to be someone from the Buddhist Clan in the future.
Thinking this, he lightly tapped Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu instantly understood Wang Ye's implied meaning. He rubbed his bald head before fiercely throwing out a punch.
The youth smiled disdainfully.
His monk's robe could conceal itself in the void so how could it...
Bang!
It was as if he had been struck in the face by a raging bull. The youth collapsed straight to the ground.
His face rapidly swelled up, protruding high.
Humph, playing with space against this lord, you're still too inexperienced!
As he spoke, Xiao Wu stomped his foot onto the youth's back, causing sounds of cracking bones.
His spine...
Seemed to have snapped.
Writhing in excruciating pain, the youth let out wretched screams. Together with the assortment of torture devices here, the scene was even more eerie and terrifying.
Why keep your hair if you're a proper Buddhist!
Xiao Wu was somewhat irritably as he grabbed the youth's hair and gave it a slight tug. In the next moment, he was frozen in place.
With virtually no effort, the hair had come off completely in his hand.
...
Wang Ye was a little helpless. It seemed that wigs were not something from Xiao Wu's era.
He tried putting on the wig over his bald head. Xiao Wu smiled satisfyingly!
That's more like it. How could I be like those bald donkeys from the Buddhist clan!
Speaking so, he kicked the youth's bald head and ripped off his monk's robe, stuffing it into Wang Ye's sack.
You dare insult my Buddha Kingdom?
The youth's eyes were filled with fury as he raised his head defiantly towards Xiao Wu, fists clenched tightly.
Humph, brave one!
For some reason, looking at the youth's bald head, Xiao Wu's mood became somewhat irritated, filled with disgust.
Then with a slap to the youth's head,
The youth's head exploded like a smashed watermelon, red and white matter scattering all over the floor.
Much better.
Xiao Wu had a content expression as he picked up the youth's sack and tossed it into Wang Ye's bag as well, before silently returning to stand behind Wang Ye, looking threateningly at the others.
At this moment, the middle-aged man's complexion drastically changed.
Mao Yong'an's expression had also finally become serious as he looked thoughtfully towards Wang Ye's group.
And Wang Ye was also quite surprised internally.
Had this Xiao Wu really been sealed to 99% power?
Even if it had been himself dealing with this youth from the Buddhist Clan, it would have been somewhat tricky. Yet he had been disposed of so easily by him?
Shocked internally, Wang Ye's exterior remained expressionless.
His eyes maintained their vacant stare at the others.
At some point, Mao Yong'an's grinning expression had returned. He walked over, taking out two torture devices from his black backpack and placing them into the sack, looking expectantly at Wang Ye.
...
This Taoist was as stingy as ever.
Wang Ye couldn't help but complain inwardly. A small bronze figure appeared in his hand.
It was the low-grade sacrificial object of the Planar Realm's Old Monk that he had picked up from the bandit at the Scavenging City gates.
Seeing the bronze figure, Mao Yong'an's expression froze. With an imperceptible glance towards Xiao Si behind Wang Ye, it seemed he understood something. He tossed a straw voodoo doll into the sack as well, while he and the other Wang Ye quietly distanced themselves.
Wang Ye stiffly shifted aside, leaving enough space for one person to pass through.
Mao Yong'an slid through the gap into the corridor and glanced back at Wang Ye before swiftly departing.
He didn't even acknowledge the other Wang Ye.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
