Luo Shen quickly jumped away, narrowly avoiding Su Chen's groping "pig hand."
Seeing Luo Shen scared off, Su Chen turned around and continued picking up the various storage bags on the ground, one by one stuffing them into his space ring.
As he packed, he smacked his lips.
Su Chen curiously picked up a thin dudou (bellyband) in his hand, slyly admiring it.
It wasn't because he was lustful, but he was curious about how the female cultivators of this world restrained their magnificence without bras.
Although he had interacted many times with Chu Yanran, Su Meier, and other women, he had never observed such intimate clothing up close. Usually, he would directly "tear it apart."
The material was cool to the touch, slightly silky, and soft. The craftsmanship was exquisite. He marveled at how the craftsmen of this world, without bras, could create something to accommodate such magnificence.
Finally, he reluctantly put the thin clothing into his space ring.
Feeling the strange gazes of the surrounding people, he showed a fierce expression, giving no face at all, "What are you looking at? Keep staring, and I'll dig out your eyes!"
Although the crowd feared Su Chen's sinister aura, they couldn't help but secretly mutter in their hearts.
'Damn, this guy's clearly a pervert.'
'Could it be that those two beauties couldn't satisfy this lecherous guy? That doesn't make sense.'
Su Chen didn't know what they were thinking, nor did he care. All he knew was that he had hit the jackpot.
These dozen or so people must have embarked on the path of robbery as soon as the Ancient Secret Realm opened. The diverse storage bags before him proved everything.
This time's harvest far surpassed the heavenly materials and treasures he had painstakingly obtained himself.
First, those who could enter the Ancient Secret Realm for trials were all top talents within their sects, key figures nurtured by their sects, and they carried abundant treasures.
Second, the Secret Realm's rich spiritual energy gave birth to heavenly materials and treasures far more abundant than those on the outside world of the Tianxuan Continent. Anyone who entered could find some opportunities.
Unfortunately, those treasures were all intercepted by these robbers. And in the end, Su Chen "robbed the robbers," pocketing everything for himself.
Half an hour later, under the envious gazes of the crowd, Su Chen cleared all the heavenly materials and treasures, as well as items before him.
Seeing him finish, the group became anxious and uneasy, not knowing how Su Chen would deal with them.
"Xiao Xian."
Hearing this, Xiao Xian's body trembled, and with a glance exchanged with Su Chen, he immediately understood his intentions.
"Ahhh!"
"You faithless scoundrel!"
"Even if I die, I won't let you off, even as a ghost!"
It turned out that Xiao Xian and Su Chen began slaughtering the group of people in front of them.
Su Chen didn't see himself as a good person. When these guys insulted Luo Shen and Lu Luo with filthy words, it was already decided that they wouldn't leave alive.
They could insult him, but insulting his women? That was courting death.
Seeing his fellow disciples being killed one by one, the black-clad leader couldn't hold back any longer. He picked up the sword of a dead fellow disciple from the ground and charged at Su Chen.
His expression was tragic and determined.
He clearly knew this was futile, but he had no choice. Whether he acted or not, death awaited him.
"Kill!"
Pfft!
The dagger in his hand didn't pierce Su Chen's body. Instead, a flash of light swept by, and a sharp blade pierced his heart.
"In your next life, don't meet someone like me when being a bad guy." Su Chen whispered coldly into his ear while gripping the dagger.
The black-clad man looked up in confusion, staring at Su Chen with puzzled eyes, holding his breath, hoping to hear the second half of Su Chen's sentence before his death.
"Because I'm worse than you."
Boom!
The black-clad leader collapsed to the ground.
At that moment, he finally understood why he had lost: he wasn't ruthless or bad enough.
———
Northern Wang Continent.
Demon Sky Sect.
A massive mountain peak spanned over a hundred acres, towering into the clouds and piercing the heavens.
This was the core of the Demon Sky Sect: the Demon Sky Hall!
At this moment, two uninvited guests stood within the hall.
One was a young man who appeared to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, elegant and noble in demeanor, dressed in white, with long hair cascading down to his waist. His sharp brows angled into his temples, and his eyes were as cold and merciless as icy seas.
The other was a slightly younger man in black, hands behind his back, expression calm and composed. Yet the occasional flicker of sharpness in his deep eyes made others too afraid to meet his gaze.
These two were none other than the famous prodigies of the Northern Wang Continent: the Holy Son of the Hehuan Sect, Kongxu and the Holy Son of the Blood Refining Hall, Blood Fiend.
Sitting in the hall's main seat, Mu Yuqing's delicate face turned extremely grim as she glared at Prince Hollow and Blood Fiend after hearing their intentions.
She scolded angrily, "You two have some nerve to threaten this sect master!"
Hearing this, Prince Hollow's lips curled into a slight smile as he said warmly, "Master Mu, this isn't just our will, but the will of the Hehuan Sect and the Blood Refining Hall. You should know the strength of our two sects. If we join forces, no one in the Northern Wang Continent would dare defy us."
As he spoke, his gaze turned sharp, and his tone grew colder, "I'll give you one incense stick's time to consider. If you and Lan Xiaoyou don't agree to marry the masters of our two sects as concubines, heh, don't blame us for resorting to force against the Demon Sky Sect!"
Hearing Prince Hollow's threat, Mu Yuqing bit her lip, her delicate face flushing red as she hesitated.
The two sects' combined power was overwhelming. Moreover, her current cultivation was only at the Eighth Stage of the Great Saint Realm, and Lan Xiaoyou had gone to the Su family in Donghua Continent, with no news yet of her situation.
Though she held the title of Demon Sky Sect Master, her foundation wasn't stable. Many voices of dissent lingered within the sect. If they fought the Hehuan Sect and Blood Refining Hall now, the Demon Sky Sect had almost no chance of victory.
As she struggled to decide, Blood Fiend's voice turned cold, his expression menacing, "Master Mu, I advise you to decide quickly. Otherwise, your Demon Sky Sect might face total destruction!"
The atmosphere in the Demon Sky Hall became oppressive and suffocating.
The disciples of the Demon Sky Sect were as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to even breathe loudly.
At that moment—
Suddenly, a female Demon Sky Sect steward rushed in anxiously, shouting to the people in the hall, "Report to the Sect Master and elders—something terrible has happened!"
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