Chapter 388: Divide Equally? I Want Them All!

"Lin Heng, don't speak so rudely."

Only after his own team finished speaking did the bald captain of Dragon Spear Guild casually wave his hand to stop them.

A pair of tiger-like eyes turned toward Xu Jingming:

"Let me be straight with you—we've only just arrived here.

If you were a sixth-rank adept, we might negotiate the distribution of these Yuan Spirit Fruits.

But unfortunately, you're only fifth-rank, so I advise you to leave quickly.

Otherwise, my brothers and I won't be polite."

With that, the bald captain activated his ability, his body swelling by a full third.

Dark red blood qi coiled faintly around him as the unmistakable aura of a sixth-rank adept erupted without restraint!

Clearly, he was an enhancement-type adept!

The meaning behind this gesture was equally clear: leave, or fight.

"I understand the law of the jungle, but unfortunately, you've misjudged my strength."

Shaking his head, Xu Jingming gripped the Thunder Scepter in hand, SS-rank Daitian Divine Thunder surging into its core crystal:

"Thunder Ball Technique!"

Crackling—

With a piercing thunderclap, lightning and electricity spread everywhere.

A massive golden thunderball, over three meters in diameter, coalesced above Xu Jingming's head.

Like a miniature sun, it radiated terrifying energy fluctuations.

Yet the energy dancing across its surface was not scorching magma, but wild golden lightning!

"This… what is this?"

The lead bald captain froze, sensing from the thunderball an aura capable of erasing them all!

At that moment, the thunderball moved—like a meteor hurtling toward them!

"Elementalist, raise shields! Everyone into defensive posture!"

Judging solely by the energy radiating from the thunderball, the opponent's combat power could not possibly be merely fifth-rank!

It was far more terrifying than they'd imagined!

But by now, regret was useless.

The bald captain roared desperately, and the fifth-rank peak water elementalist in the team reacted instantly.

In an instant, he condensed several water shields, protecting everyone within.

The lead bald captain even pulled a shield the size of a door from his space ring and raised it before himself.

The other team members, faces pale, scrambled behind their captain.

Boom—

The massive thunderball crashed down, effortlessly piercing the elemental shields and striking the bald captain and his team!

Even with the alloy shield as defense, the overwhelming impact struck the bald captain like a sledgehammer.

He spat out a mouthful of blood!

Then, terrifying golden lightning erupted outward!

Crackling—

Dozens of meters around the bald captain were filled with wild golden lightning.

Grass, trees, even soil—all were swallowed whole.

At the thunderball's center, where the bald captain and his team bore the brunt of the damage,

They were charred black, their bodies torn open by countless wounds from the wild lightning!

Their auras were utterly diminished.

"This…"

The man who had taunted earlier lay wounded on the ground.

Feeling searing pain across his entire body, his face was filled with shock and disbelief.

He simply couldn't understand how a fifth-rank elementalist—

Who'd used only one technique—could have utterly defeated their entire team!

"This… brother, we misjudged you.

Please spare us—we're leaving right now."

Compared to the other wounded team members, the bald captain, though severely injured, could still stand.

That single Thunder Ball Technique had made him realize: Xu Jingming's true combat power was terrifyingly high!

Far beyond what their small team could possibly resist!

So he didn't dare delay a single moment—he immediately surrendered.

His blood-stained face showed none of its earlier casualness, only fear and tension.

"Go." Xu Jingming waved his hand like shooing away a fly.

This was a fifth-rank peak team led by a sixth-rank adept; each member likely carried survival trump cards.

To kill them all would take at least several minutes.

Now was the critical moment for Yuan Spirit Fruit ripening—he had no time to waste on these people.

Of course,

Most importantly, this group had shown no murderous intent.

Otherwise, given his nature, he would never have let them live.

"Thank you, brother, for your mercy!"

The bald captain's face lit up; he quickly led the remaining four team members away.

He didn't even bother tending to his injured teammates—he just grabbed them and ran.

As if afraid Xu Jingming might change his mind.

Just as they fled in disarray, the 12th squad of the Black Dragon Legion emerged from the forest and arrived on the scene.

Seeing the injuries on the fleeing bald captain and his team, they immediately understood what had happened.

They couldn't help but be internally stunned.

One man defeated a fifth-rank peak adept team—and remained unscathed himself!

Xu Jingming was truly terrifyingly strong!

Thinking this, Captain Wu Shuo smiled and said:

"No wonder you're a prodigy of the Thunder Martial Arts Training Camp—even a sixth-rank adept team isn't your match, Brother Xu."

The five team members behind Wu Shuo also looked astonished.

Though they'd read in their intel that Xu Jingming could kill sixth-rank beasts,

They hadn't expected him to crush a sixth-rank-led fifth-rank peak elite team with total dominance!

This was dozens of times harder than killing a single sixth-rank beast!

"Brother Xu, your strength is formidable. There are six Yuan Spirit Fruits on this tree—let's split them evenly: three for you, three for us."

After glancing at the fruit greedily absorbing Yuan energy, Wu Shuo, recognizing its value, offered generously.

His words surprised the other team members.

Though Wu Shuo always seemed like a kind man, he was never one to be taken advantage of.

On the frontline, if a mission reward wasn't settled properly, he'd storm right up to the Legion's deputy commander and slam his fist on the table!

Xu Jingming was strong, but to a battle-hardened sixth-rank adept team like theirs, he was still too young.

This was an SS-rank heavenly treasure—extremely rare!

They'd assumed their captain would give Xu Jingming one fruit, or maybe none at all—yet he proposed an even split.

This decision was Wu Shuo's carefully considered move.

On one hand, he didn't want to clash with Xu Jingming.

On the other, granting Xu Jingming a favor might prove useful someday.

Yet facing Wu Shuo's goodwill, Xu Jingming merely shook his head and said calmly:

"Captain Wu, no need to split them. These six Yuan Spirit Fruits—I want them all."