Chapter 50: Instant Kill

"Not rolling? Then don't blame me for being rude." An elder produced a great sword, and a massive killing aura swirled in the room.

Bai Yuan's gaze turned cold as he said: "I'll give you one last chance—call out the person above you, or the consequences will be beyond what you can bear."

The elder let out a chuckling laugh: "Just you, a kid whose hair hasn't even fully grown, what can you possibly do to me?"

The other two assessors also sneered and laughed disdainfully.

The beautiful woman who had led the way now seemed to see a chance for redemption; she sneered: "So you're a human‑trafficker deserving ten thousand deaths. I once thought you had remarkable bearing and could bring something good, but you only brought a kidnapped girl. Men like you are the most disgusting."

Bai Yuan cast his cold stare at the beautiful woman.

At once, the woman seemed as if a primeval beast had fixed its gaze on her; her legs trembled and she collapsed, her whole body going limp onto him.

The woman struggled to rise, but her long legs acted as if broken, trembling uncontrollably; even if she forced herself to stand, she would immediately fall again.

"Humph!" Bai Yuan gave the woman a dismissive glance.

The elder narrowed his eyes slightly, lifted the great sword, and barked: "Kid, you dare hurt someone in my Thus: Tian Dou Pai Mai Chang, give me your life!"

The elder's third Soul Ring flared, and as he swung the sword, ten thousand blade shadows bearing immense power slashed toward Bai Yuan.

With that strike, the elder became a killer; he had no intention of showing mercy, after all he was just a trafficker trying to cheat the Tian Dou Pai Mai Chang.

Bai Yuan's gaze was utterly calm, showing no ripple; he did not act, merely said lightly: "Heavenly Emperor, there's no need to hold back—kill his superior and they'll appear on their own."

Heavenly Emperor not only turned his head to the side, where an unseen, breathtaking figure carrying two children stood, invisible to ordinary eyes.

However, Gu Yue Na ignored his meaning, merely giggled somewhere, pinching the little face of Bai Yu.

It was as if they were half a real mother‑daughter pair.

Heavenly Emperor was instantly speechless.

As the myriad blade shadows enveloped Bai Yuan, a silent cut struck him in an instant; two fingers emerged from the void and gently pinched among the countless phantoms.

Immediately, all the blade shadows vanished, leaving only the elder's tightly‑gripped great sword and a middle‑aged man who materialized out of thin air, his two fingers easily catching a blade.

The middle‑aged man wore a black robe, long hair draped over his shoulders, one hand clasped behind his back, his golden eyes turning to Bai Yuan as he said coldly: "Ants like this don't merit my intervention."

"Ants?" the elder roared in anger; his sixth Soul Ring, his sole ten‑thousand‑year Soul Ring, suddenly flared.

The terrifying power erupted from the sword, yet it could not break free from those two slender fingers.

The elder was utterly terrified; his hands left the sword, and like the beautiful girl before, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

He merely lacked the will to rise, and asked in terror: "Sir, may I ask if you are a Soul Saint or a strong Soul Douluo?"

Heavenly Emperor turned and smiled: "Soul Saint? Soul Douluo? Just ants. Honestly, calling you an ant is already a compliment, and dying at my hand is the highest honor."

Heavenly Emperor applied slight force with his two fingers; the martial soul great sword instantly exploded, shattering into dozens of fragments that pierced the elder's body.

In an instant, blood sprayed everywhere; the beautiful woman, who had just barely recovered, suddenly felt her legs go weak again and plopped onto the floor.

A Soul Emperor‑ranked strongman was killed in an instant?

The other two assessors swallowed, their legs trembling as they sat down heavily on their seats.

Xiao Wu's face, as if a long‑awaited vengeance smile, froze, looking like a fixed statue—realistic yet discordant.

"Now you can call your superiors, right?" Bai Yuan's calm voice rang out, while Heavenly Emperor's figure vanished again.

"Fine, esteemed… esteemed guest, please… please wait a moment, I'll go… I'll be right there." The beautiful woman scrambled, crawling on all fours, kneeling three times per step, fleeing like a crawling animal.

She didn't want to stay another second; with a chance to leave, she decisively accepted the task.

The two assessors muttered inwardly: "Stinky whore, what quick reflex!"

Now they felt as if sitting on a needle‑cushion, their whole bodies uncomfortable; when they tried to stand, their legs refused to obey.

Bai Yuan, unfazed, walked to the chief assessor's seat, sat down, and began inspecting the precious auction items before him.

"Is this Red Blood Flower? One of the main ingredients for forging Blood Spirit Pill?" Bai Yuan's eyes lit up, and he promptly set it aside.

The Blood Spirit Pill, a second‑grade healing holy medicine.

Although it cannot restore severed limbs, any severe injury can be healed simply by ingesting it.

"Is this Sky‑Pattern Stone? The array foundation of a Level‑2 Five‑Spirit Formation?"

Bai Yuan tossed it aside again, then happily resumed searching for alchemy, forging, and array materials.

On Douluo Continent, even though the system has converted the materials into things existing in this world, they remain hard to find.

During the Qi‑refining stage it was fine, but now at Foundation Establishment, even in the Star Dou Great Forest, not a single ingredient for a Bone‑Cleansing Pill can be fully found, which speaks for itself.

At this moment, Bai Yuan was quite pleased with his finds.

As for what Soul Conductor Devices are, he didn't care at all.

After a long while, a middle‑aged man with a dragon‑like stride and tiger‑like gait stormed in, furious.

"I need to see which divine being dares to smash my venue!" The middle‑aged man's voice rang before his body arrived; as he stepped into the room, he crushed the floor with a single kick.

Ordinary Soul Masters, before unleashing their martial soul, could never possess such overwhelming power.

Yet this arrogant middle‑aged man had it, and seemed utterly relaxed, indicating he is a strong‑attack battle Soul Saint beyond seven rings, even an eight‑ring strong‑attack battle Soul Douluo.

Bai Yuan halted his actions, looked up at the arriving middle‑aged man, and raised an eyebrow: "You also want to fight?"

The middle‑aged man's body froze.

In an instant, a "Bang" sounded.

The middle‑aged man's whole body collapsed to the ground, smashing the floor into fragments.

"No! No! I'm only here to pay respects to my senior, absolutely no other intentions." A cold sweat appeared on the middle‑aged man's forehead.

He never imagined that the legendary Killing God, the fabled humanoid beast capable of crushing a ninety‑nine‑level supreme Douluo, would appear before him.

Thus the middle‑aged man knelt decisively.

"Do you know me?" Bai Yuan asked, somewhat surprised.

During the siege of his Title Douluo a year ago, that person didn't seem to be present, and he also wasn't of Title Douluo rank.

The middle‑aged man replied honestly: "A year ago, the Spirit Hall released your portrait, but data of this caliber requires at least a Soul Saint to obtain."

(End of Chapter)