Chapter 797: The Petty Luo Ming

Hearing the voice from afar, filled with misery, resentment, and unwillingness, the corners of Wang Jianqiang's mouth could not help but curl up.

As for the type of Disposable Magic Treasure from before, after repeated consumption, only three remained.

However, he did have several other types of Disposable Magic Treasure of similar power, with dozens of each.

It certainly could not be called inexhaustible, only enough to use.

"Senior Brother, with my current Fortune Power, do you think I might have already reached the top spot?"

Just at this moment, Mu Lingxi's joyful voice suddenly came through.

Wang Jianqiang curled his lip, "Rest assured, first place is impossible, but second place should be secure."

"How do you know?" Mu Lingxi asked in surprise.

Wang Jianqiang chuckled, "I have confidence in my own personal human-shaped fortune detector."

Mu Lingxi's heart stirred, and she immediately realized what he meant.

A moving smile bloomed on her face.

Hehehe~

……

Afterwards, the two continued to release their aura, acting without restraint, harvesting the "leeks" that came their way by chance along the path.

Wherever they passed, they did not forget to leave "flaws" to prevent the pursuers who might arrive at any time from losing their way.

Severely wounded, Luo Ming and the other three fled for their lives, only stopping when their Spiritual Power was nearly exhausted.

They found a safe zone and began to heal their injuries.

After recuperating for a full dozen days, the injuries on the four of them finally healed completely.

The moment his injuries were healed, Luo Ming immediately took out the Breath Tracking Precious Jade, preparing to continue searching for that pair of scoundrels to take revenge.

However.

After taking out the Jade Pendant, he did not detect the aura of Wan Guiyuan, but unexpectedly sensed another familiar aura.

"It's the aura of Yuan Xiuya!"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Hearing Luo Ming's voice, the spirits of the three people beside him lifted simultaneously.

"Hmph, that Wan Guiyuan is extremely detestable; this time we must slaughter Yuan Xiuya and the others to vent the hatred in our hearts."

"That's right, slaughter Yuan Xiuya, then take their heads to find Wan Guiyuan."

"Make Wan Guiyuan die of guilt."

Hearing the "vicious plan" of his three fellow disciples, a cold smile appeared on Luo Ming's face.

"Rest assured, the life-saving items on Yuan Xiuya have likely been exhausted; this time they will undoubtedly die!"

"Follow me!"

As soon as his voice fell, he flew directly into the sky.

Seeing this, the three of them followed impatiently.

……

Dozens of miles away.

An oasis vanished, turning into a desolate land.

Yuan Xiuya hovered in the air, the Fortune Golden Dragon above his head growing rapidly until it reached a length of eight hundred zhang before stopping.

Whoosh~

With a flash of Spirit Light, several figures appeared beside Yuan Xiuya.

One person looked at Yuan Xiuya's Fortune Golden Dragon and said with a solemn expression, "Senior Brother Yuan, we must speed up. According to the patterns of previous Spirit Ranking Battles, at this stage, an eight hundred zhang Fortune Golden Dragon cannot enter the top thirty."

After this voice fell, another person spoke, their face full of indignation, "Originally, with our overall strength, getting into the top thirty would be easy; damn it, it's all Wan Guiyuan's fault!"

The others were silent for a moment.

Yuan Xiuya shook his head, "Alright, it's useless to say these things now; let's hurry and collect Fortune Power. We shoulder the Sect Master's orders and must enter the top thirty."

"However, we must be extremely careful from now on; we must not encounter Luo Ming and the others again..."

Before Yuan Xiuya's voice had finished, he suddenly sensed four aggressive auras rapidly approaching from the distant horizon.

Feeling these four familiar auras, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked over in a hurry.

Immediately, four familiar figures appeared in his field of vision.

"It's Luo Ming and the others!"

The moment he saw the four of them, Yuan Xiuya's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim aloud.

Hearing this, the others looked over immediately.

Then, their expressions all changed drastically.

"Run!"

Yuan Xiuya quickly regained his senses, his low voice waking the others.

The next moment.

With Yuan Xiuya in the lead, the group fled for their lives.

Seeing Yuan Xiuya and the others fleeing into the distance, Luo Ming's expression was icy cold.

"This time, Luo will absolutely not let you escape again!"

A low voice filled with killing intent spread out.

The intensity of the hatred in his voice made anyone who heard it feel a chill in their heart.

"What is this Luo Ming going crazy about? Why is he so fixated on us?"

"Besides, we seem to be the ones who have been suffering losses all along, right? Why does it look like he's the one who suffered such a great loss at our hands, acting so bitter and vengeful?"

"Anyone who didn't know better would think we'd ravaged him!"

While the crowd was in a panic, their hearts were also filled with confusion.

Hearing the voice from behind, Yuan Xiuya was also somewhat puzzled.

Although he had stood up for Wan Guiyuan once before the Spirit Ranking Battle began, it had only been a simple remark, not even amounting to a harsh threat.

Was it really worth hating them to this extent?

This Luo Ming was being far too petty!

However, this was clearly not the time to ponder such things; Yuan Xiuya quickly cast the doubts from his mind, looked at the four figures chasing closer and closer behind him, and his heart sank.

"This won't do, their speed is much faster than ours; we must find a way to delay them!"

Yuan Xiuya's voice was grave as he shouted in a low tone.

Before his voice had even faded, he waved his palm, and a palm-sized mountain peak flew out, swelling in the wind until, in the blink of an eye, it transformed into hundreds of feet high, resembling a real mountain, and descended to Suppress Luo Ming and the others.

Upon hearing this, the Beast Taming Sect Disciples, while fleeing, all successively unleashed their Magic Treasures.

Watching the overwhelming barrage of Magic Treasure attacks, Luo Ming sneered.

"Deathbed struggle!"

"Three Junior Brothers, you block these attacks."

"Rest assured, Senior Brother."

The man in the yellow shirt chuckled and erupted with Spiritual Power.

The mountain peak that had come to Suppress them was instantly sent flying.

The other two also struck out in unison, knocking away the other Magic Treasures and clearing the path forward for Luo Ming.

Luo Ming's speed did not decrease in the slightest as he charged through.

"Yuan Xiuya, you cannot escape; this time I will surely tear you all into ten thousand pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Luo Ming's voice, like a bone-chilling wind, reached the ears of Yuan Xiuya and the others.

Yuan Xiuya's expression was grave as his voice rang out, "Daoist Friend Luo, we are indeed no match for you, but even a rabbit will bite when cornered; if you wish to kill us, we will certainly not let you have an easy time of it."

"There is no deep enmity between us, why must you be so aggressive?"

"Furthermore, it has always been you targeting us, and we are the ones who have suffered losses; how about we shake hands and make peace, what do you say?"