Chapter 268
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Protagonist:
Jiang Xuan
The surrounding crowd instantly erupted into an uproar.
"If I'd known it would be this easy to get it, why bother with all those roundabout schemes? Just sweet-talking him over would've saved so much trouble!"
Someone looked full of regret, stomping his feet heavily, blaming himself for acting too slowly.
The child was simply too pure, too easy to deceive.
The man strode forward in large steps, snatched the treasure bone in one grab, his eyes greedy.
"Not bad, not bad, my treasure bone is indeed unrivaled under heaven."
"I'm not selling!" Boy's voice was firm, his small body standing straight, full of vigilance.
The man acted as if he hadn't heard Boy's refusal at all, a disdainful cold smile hanging at the corner of his mouth, tucked the treasure bone into his bosom, turned and left, his strides large and hurried, as if afraid someone would snatch his "trophy."
His underlings followed close behind, their faces all wearing mockery.
"I said I'm not selling, do you people have ears or not?" Boy's voice rose in anger, his little face flushed red, his chest heaving violently, his eyes burning with blazing fury.
"Hmph, you disobedient little brat, why are you making such a fuss?"
The man suddenly turned around, his face showing a rogue's expression, "This treasure bone was originally my family heirloom; before, considering you were young, I indulged your curiosity. Now I come to take it back, and you actually want to keep it for yourself?"
While speaking, he spread his hands, inverting black and white, confusing right and wrong.
"You... you're simply talking nonsense!"
Boy was so angry his whole body trembled, his small hands clenched tightly into fists, "This treasure bone was just obtained by me, how can you lie with your eyes open and forcibly occupy it!"
"Little guy, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."
The smile on the man's face vanished instantly, replaced by a fierce look. He glared viciously at Boy, waved his hand, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Brothers, this kid doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, wants to occupy my treasure bone. Give him a harsh lesson, let him know how formidable I am!"
In an instant, the man's underlings rushed forward like a pack of evil wolves, grinning savagely.
Although they still felt a trace of fear toward the records Boy had once set.
But upon second thought, that record was merely a loophole exploit, with no real skill backing it, so they didn't take Boy seriously, cracking their knuckles one by one, their faces wearing fierce expressions.
"Swoosh!"
A sheet of runes suddenly bloomed, carrying a deadly aura, sweeping toward Boy.
These people used killing moves as soon as they acted, wanting to take advantage of Boy not having reacted yet to directly subdue him.
"Boom!"
However, Boy's reaction speed far exceeded their imagination.
His silhouette was like lightning; both feet kicked hard against the ground, his whole body like lightning, shifting horizontally several meters in a single step.
Immediately after, his hands danced rapidly; at the convergence of his palms, two wheels of flame emitting a gentle light appeared out of thin air, colliding with each other and instantly fusing into a gigantic crimson-gold furnace, ruthlessly crushing toward that group of people.
"Boom—!"
Those runes were like foam, shattering instantly and vanishing without a trace.
The man and his underlings had no time to defend at all, like kites with broken strings, shaken into flying backward, heavily falling to the ground.
Boy seized the timing, charging through, and amidst the chaos, snatched the treasure bone back in one grab.
He tightly protected the treasure bone in his arms, vigilantly watching the people around him.
"Clang" "Clang"
Just then, a series of metallic collision sounds rang out consecutively, and a murderous aura permeated the air.
A dazzling blood radiance suddenly tore through the cloud layer; a blood saber wrapped in rolling dull thunder came killing at wind-and-electric speed.
The saber body was entwined with thick blood mist; that gloomy and bloody aura, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, instantly intimidated everyone present.
"It's actually a treasure artifact!"
"This blood saber is too strong; how could there be such a terrifying weapon in the world!"
The crowd's exclamations continued without cease, staring in terror at that blood saber.
It was several zhang long; the blood patterns on the saber body writhed like living things, emitting a chilling murderous aura. When flying, it was like a streak of blood lightning; wherever it passed, the air was severed by the fierce saber intent.
Without thinking, one could tell this blood saber had an extraordinary origin.
At this moment, it pressed straight toward Boy, wanting to drive him into a desperate situation.
The people previously shaken back by Boy wore cold smiles on their faces.
The clan's experts have arrived; this treasure artifact can only be used by important figures of the clan. Boy definitely cannot escape this time.
Boy's hands rapidly wove runes, showing no fear as he charged toward the blood saber.
In an instant, person and saber collided, bursting forth with dazzling strong light. Blood radiance spread in all directions, fine lightning patterns covering the entire sky.
The terrifying aura instantly spread; the spectators were blown away by the shockwave, many screaming miserably.
"This treasure artifact is too powerful; it must come from a great clan. Ordinary forces couldn't produce such a thing!"
Everyone's expressions were serious. Great forces coveted Boy's treasure bone; the atmosphere at the scene was tense to the extreme, and everyone held their breath and restrained their presence.
Boy's hands gathered more and more runes, then collided with the blood saber a second time.
The collision sound was deafening, and the energy fluctuations were violent.
The blood saber sprayed rolling blood radiance, like a blood sea bursting its banks. Thick blood mist surged, covering the sky and earth. The strong bloody smell and fierce saber intent made everyone's hearts and souls tremble.
This treasure artifact's power was terrifying. If it were an ordinary person, they would be sliced into pieces in a single exchange.
What was shocking was that Boy actually blocked the blood saber's attack, directly clashing head-on with this powerful treasure artifact.
Metallic collision sounds continued without cease; every collision shook the ground trembling.
Those who had wanted to seize Boy's treasure bone had originally been sneering, but suddenly, their expressions froze.
Boy suddenly flashed over here, and immediately, a rune chain shot out, lifting them up like candied hawthorn skewers and using them as shields to block the blood blade.
"Chi!"
Blood light flashed, blade light soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, four or five people were pierced through by the blood blade, instantly turning into fragments.
The remaining ones were so scared their legs went soft, but Boy no longer used them to block blades, casually tossing them aside.
Blood light flashed again, the blood blade flew over like lightning once more, the blood patterns on the blade shone brighter, blood mist spread, dyeing the sky an eerie dark red.
"Clang!"
Golden flames suddenly ignited on Boy's body, every flame leaping and dancing, emitting extremely high temperatures.
The flames rapidly gathered, forming a huge wall of fire before him, runes flashing within the fire wall, clearly possessing immense power at a glance.
A cold light flashed in Boy's eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Disperse for me!"
With the roar, the wall of fire before him surged forward violently, flames like fire snakes, baring fangs and claws as they pounced toward the blood blade.
The flames and the blood blade collided, emitting a "hissing" sound.
Seeing this, everyone gasped in shock, astonished by Boy's secret art.
He could actually confront such a powerful blood blade; his strength was astonishing.
"Boom!"
The flames and the blood blade fiercely confronted each other, the terrifying fluctuations seeming to shatter heaven and earth, with cracks appearing in space.
"I remember now, I've seen this treasure in a high-level Cave Heaven and Blessed Land; it is the weapon of Young Master Magic Blade."
Just as everyone was shocked, someone spoke up among the crowd, and these words made the atmosphere on the scene even more tense.
It was very obvious that the person who revealed the origin of the treasure had come from a high-level Cave Heaven to this initial place like a Newbie Village; otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to know these secrets.
"What? Young Master Magic Blade? He is a super famous young expert in the Xu Shen Jie; could it be that he came in person?"
The crowd instantly boiled over, each one shocked speechless, their faces full of incredulity.
Being able to scare so many people was enough to show how formidable Young Master Magic Blade was.
"This blade is not simple; it might have been passed down from Ancient Times, and could even be a divine artifact of some Great Clan. It has special energy fluctuations, which is why it can manifest in the Xu Shen Jie."
Someone who understood such things stood up to explain.
Boy didn't care about these things; this was the Chu Shi Di, and no matter who came, their strength was limited to the Blood Transformation Realm, so he wasn't panicked at all.
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, golden flames suddenly ignited on Boy's body, the fire fierce, burning brighter and brighter, soon dyeing the sky golden, heat waves rolling, scorching the surrounding air until it twisted.
"Bang!"
Boy suddenly stomped his foot, the ground shook along with it, and he flew out like a cannonball, arriving before a man in the blink of an eye, shouting loudly: "Do you think I can't find you just because you're hiding here?"
"Bang!"
He raised his fist and smashed down, fist wind howling, his sheer brute strength alone was terrifying, and with the power of runes added, he directly blasted the man's defense into utter disarray.
"Puff!"
The man spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body like a kite with a broken string, flying far away, crashing to the ground, half the bones in his body broken, rolling in pain.
"So awesome! He punched the knife-wielder and sent him flying!"
"He couldn't even withstand such a powerful blade!"
"Sigh, he isn't Young Master Magic Blade; he's Young Master Magic Blade's clansman uncle, I've seen him before. Although this clansman uncle is old, Young Master Magic Blade is even more formidable, his strength is beyond words."
Just as the man landed, the blood-red blade lost its luster, clattering to the ground with a "clang."
Boy was quick-eyed and quick-handed, rushing over in a stride and firmly gripping the blade hilt.
Just as he touched it, the blood blade emitted a "humming" sound, strange runes appearing on the blade; it seemed this blade hid a great secret, and that clansman uncle before had not even unleashed its true power.
"Stop quickly!"
At this moment, a loud shout came from the distance.
A group of people walked over quickly, led by several middle-aged men, clearly important figures who often gave orders.
"Let go of that blade, return it, and your crimes will be pardoned!" that group shouted.
"You say return it and we return it? Dream on! All of you, behave yourselves and obediently hand over the treasures!"
Boy was not afraid at all. In this Chu Shi Di, even if you were a clan lord or a regional hegemon, you could only use the strength of the Blood Transformation Realm.
"Hum!"
Boy waved the blood blade, the runes on the blade shining brilliantly, a blood-red blade light like lightning slashing toward that group.
"Bang!"
The few important figures at the front were directly shaken and sent flying by the blade light, while the others retreated in fear.
Boy was not about to let up; he immediately swung another blade, smashing the two who had been sent flying to the ground, then rushed over in a few steps and stepped on them with one foot.
The people around were all stunned, their eyes wide as copper bells.
These few might be Great Figures from great clans, yet they were being stepped on underfoot; if this got out, wouldn't it shake the entire Xu Shen Jie!
"Boom—!" A deafening roar, the ground shook violently.
Shi Hao's two men underfoot were like crazed trapped beasts, struggling madly, waving arms and hands, the ground cracking, earth and rocks flying, desperately trying to stand up.
"Resisting stubbornly!"
Boy suddenly stomped on their backs twice, "bang bang" two sounds, both men groaned and spat blood, collapsing to the ground, completely without strength to resist.
The surroundings instantly fell silent; judging from the imposing manner of these people's appearance, they were elder-level figures of a giant clan, yet now they were easily stepped on underfoot by Boy—this scene was too shocking, leaving everyone gaping.
Who could have thought that this honest-looking child would actually be so terrifying in strength?
"Too amazing! One who can break records must have extraordinary qualities; even a child cannot be underestimated!" Everyone marveled repeatedly.
Qiao Shu, Bird Grandpa, and Jing Bi Grandpa stared wide-eyed in shock; previously they had thought this child was mischievous and unreliable, and had worried about his safety when his rune bone was stolen, but now it seemed it was all needless worry.
This kid's eyes lit up at the news of someone robbing things — clearly excited, not paying tribute; he was far too cunning!
"Little friend, please release them."
The group opposite had faces as dark as iron; they came from the Xian Shi, and their clan's Elders had been knocked down and trampled by a hairy brat — if word got out, where would their face be?
Fortunately, this was the Xu Shen Jie, where identities and appearances were concealed, so they wouldn't become a laughingstock.
"No release." Little Shi Hao spoke briefly and to the point, his attitude firm.
The eyes of those opposite were ice-cold; a child dared to provoke the majesty of a Great Clan? They truly wanted to suppress him immediately.
"Child, let go, I'll make them apologize." A middle-aged man said patiently.
"You robbed my treasure bones and still want to kill me, and one sentence is supposed to settle it?" Boy's expression was calm, showing no fear at all.
The two trampled men, though their power and cultivation level were inferior to the three leading the opposite side, held extremely high status in their clan; normally, one flare of anger made countless people tremble, yet now they were trampled underfoot by Xiao Mao Hai.
"What do you want?" The middle-aged man asked, runes flashing in his eyes, emitting a terrifying aura.
"Trade for the clan-suppressing treasure art." Boy made an exorbitant demand.
The crowd clamored in uproar; the clan-suppressing treasure art was the foundation of a Great Clan, extremely rare — even great tribes of tens of millions or hundreds of millions often had only one — Boy's demand was too outrageous, and everyone's faces instantly turned gloomy, their eyes ice-cold.
"Sigh, I thought we'd caught a big fish, but it turns out you're not much." Boy squatted down, looking at the two underfoot with a face full of resentment.
This made everyone laugh and cry, and the two underfoot were nearly bursting with rage.
Immediately after, Boy nimbly searched the two men, openly robbing them.
Boy's series of actions left everyone speechless with shock. Looking at his practiced skill, who exactly was the suffering victim and who was the perpetrator? No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like this mischievous child was wantonly looting.
"You... simply outrageous!"
The two trampled underfoot trembled all over with rage. Their status was extremely noble; normally no one dared show them the slightest disrespect, yet now they were being searched and plundered like this.
"Puff!"
One of them, furious to the point of heart attack, suddenly spat out a mouthful of old blood, rolled his eyes, and directly fainted from anger.
"You're too shabby — going out without even a single treasure item, you should at least bring more spirit jades."
Boy complained while searching.
The crowd in the distance frowned upon hearing this; treasure items that could be manifested in the Xu Shen Jie were all rare treasures of the world — who would dare carry them freely?
The slightest mishap, and the consequences were unthinkable.
If a treasure item was lost in the virtual realm, in the real world it would lose the essence of the artifact, its power would sharply decline, and over time it would become a mundane object.
Not far away, Spirit Jade Great Master's face turned black with a "swish" — how had he and spirit jades been equated completely?
In this child's eyes, was I really the same as those shiny things?
"Little fellow, show mercy where you can."
The leading middle-aged man spoke; clear qi surged above his head, transforming into the Great Dao Flower, filling the sky, with lightning crackling around and thunderous rumbling without cease.
The other two had equally cold gazes, runes shining outside their bodies, making heaven and earth tremble, like two ancient relics standing proudly.
The clan disciples behind them could no longer hold back, cracking their knuckles, eager to rush up immediately and subdue this annoying brat.
"Hmph, how could I fear you? Today, if you don't produce a treasure art, don't even think about taking these two away." Boy showed no weakness, responding loudly.
"Courting death, seize him for me!"
The leading middle-aged man roared in anger, opening his mouth to spit out a patch of blue light, like fire yet like electricity, crackling and popping, pressing toward Boy like a tide, intending to suppress the blood knife in his hand. (Chapter End)
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