Chapter 365

What are you saying?

Liuyan's face showed a resentful expression; although he was the most outstanding of the younger generation of the Liu family, he was actually born from the Liu family head and an outside woman.

When Liuyan was eight, his mother fell gravely ill and could no longer care for him, so she revealed the truth of his birth and sent him to the Liu family.

The Liu family despised this sudden appearance of a child, but for the sake of the family's reputation, they still took in Liuyan.

As Liuyan grew, his talent in the Martial Way gradually became apparent.

His standing in the Liu family rose accordingly.

Nowadays, Liuyan has become a formidable contender for the next head of the Liu family.

But this ignoble origin remains an eternal pain in Liuyan's heart.

Gongyuande's single word "rascal" undoubtedly ignited Liuyan's anger instantly.

Clang—

The sword at his waist was drawn; Liuyan lifted his sword and thrust at Gongyuande.

Gongyuande's expression shifted slightly; he hadn't expected Liuyan to actually strike at him.

However, Gongyuande was in the wrong on this matter, so he could only keep dodging.

Meanwhile, Ranqingmo's figure had already gradually walked away.

"Liu Brother, stop, quickly stop!"

Gongyuande urged, "Let's set aside our grudges for now; instead of fighting among ourselves, it's better to first deal with that kid named Lu Jing together!"

Upon hearing this, Liuyan's motion stalled; he sheathed his sword and said, "You're right—I've had people investigate Lu Jing's identity and background; in the end he's just a wild brat with a bit of luck and strength......"

Gongyuande nodded, "I think Qingmo is surely unwilling in his heart; we'd better follow Qingmo to the military district and give that kid a thorough beating—if we can prove Lu Jing's talent is a pile of shit, the Sword Martial God will surely change his mind."

Liuyan's eyes lit up, his thoughts racing.

That is indeed a good plan.

Choosing Lu Jing is certainly not Ranqingmo's original intention; as long as I suppress Lu Jing with strength, I can demonstrate my talent to Ran Jianfeng, and then the family can work things out—this might actually succeed!

Let's go, let's catch up quickly!

Liuyan's facial expression remained unchanged, but he felt urgent inside; he gripped his sword and chased forward.

Inside the Yuanxi.

Lu Jing was battling a bald humanoid alien.

This alien resembles humans closely, with grayish-white skin; when Lu Jing first saw it, he thought he had encountered Gollum from Lord of the Rings.

Clang—

The long blade swept past, leaving a fine line on the alien's neck.

【Congratulations, host, for slaying the Yuanxi Demon; obtained Colorless Crystal Block ×40!】

【Congratulations, host, for slaying the Yuanxi Demon; obtained Red Crystal Block ×8!】

"These damned things actually give a lot of red crystal blocks."

Lu Jing lightly flicked the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword, shaking off the blood stained on the blade onto the ground.

After parting with the scouting team, he has been grinding monsters here for half a day.

His stock of red crystal blocks has risen from single digits to over five hundred.

"After getting out, I can make more equipment and enhance them all."

Lu Jing muttered to himself.

Previously, due to the rarity of red crystal blocks, he had only enhanced the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword.

If all his gear were enhanced to a certain level, gaining new skills, his combat power would rise to a terrifying extent.

Suddenly, Lu Jing's expression shifted.

His mental power domain detected a squad of aliens appearing a kilometer away, marching forward in formation.

These aliens moved in unison, appearing not low in intelligence, and obviously carrying out some mission.

"Interesting......"

Lu Jing's figure flickered, quickly approaching that group of aliens.

"Gurgling gurgling!"

Under a dim, lightless sky lay an endless desert wasteland.

A squad of humanoid aliens with black fleshy wings on their backs was advancing in disciplined formation.

They carried cloth bags about the size of their bodies, emitting a pungent bloody smell from within.

Not long after these aliens disappeared, a tall, upright figure appeared.

Lu Jing tailed the squad from behind, wanting to see where these aliens were headed.

"This should be the civilization in the Yuanxi that Zheng Xuelan mentioned......"

Following the alien squad all the way, walking and resting, they passed through a canyon, and the view suddenly opened up.

At the far end of the sight, a castle wedged between two mountains stood towering.

The castle bore no markings; its walls were built entirely of an unknown bluish stone, flashing with a sinister green light.

Lu Jing's brows furrowed slightly; this stone actually had the effect of blocking mental power.

His mental power could not penetrate through it.

Such stone also exists on Blue Star, called God-Sealing Stone, and is extremely rare.

It is even far more expensive than mithril.

And this absurdly huge castle was actually built from this material.

Watching the alien squad enter the castle, Lu Jing did not stop them.

"Who knows what's in there," he decided to first observe and see.

Lu Jing just stared silently at the castle, seeing foreign squads come and go from time to time, with the patrol units changing every hour.

When the daylight completely faded, Lu Jing finally moved, sneaking toward the castle's position.

The huge castle hid in the darkness, like a deep‑sea beast that chooses and devours people.

Arriving beneath the castle, Lu Jing touched the Absolute God Stone with his hand and, incidentally, collected some into his space ring.

"Unfortunately, if I had known, I would have brought more space rings."

Lu Jing looked at the Absolute God Stone scattered on the ground and couldn't help feeling regret.

He decided that after returning he would ask someone to buy a batch of space rings, then try to synthesize them.

What if he could synthesize a small world?

Here spiritual power could not be unleashed, so Lu Jing lingered for a moment.

After confirming the area was safe, he leapt onto the balcony of the castle's third floor.

On the balcony lay drying carcasses of strange beasts, presumably the food of these foreign peoples.

Lu Jing followed the balcony to a hall.

Hardly had he walked a moment when a group of bat‑winged foreigners flew out of a room.

"Wa Li Gu inside!"

Some unintelligible whispers sounded, the foreigners' eyes turned red like lanterns, and they launched an attack on Lu Jing.

These foreigners were not strong, roughly at the Martial Ancestor Realm, but there were many of them; in no time they surrounded the several‑hundred‑square‑meter hall in an impenetrable ring.

Lu Jing felt a bit headache; deprived of his spiritual power domain, he had a sensation of suddenly losing his sight.

Seeing the foreigners gathering ever more, Lu Jing felt a urge to retreat.

He fought while retreating until he withdrew from the castle.

But the foreigners that had pursued him were relentless, chasing him all the way to the mouth of the canyon.

"Lusheng!"

Lu Jing swung his blade, and a large swath of foreigners fell like wheat.

Pleasant prompt tones from the synthesis bar kept ringing in his ears.

This wave alone yielded over three hundred red crystal chunks.