Chapter 307
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Chapter 307: Fishing
“Fellow traveler Wang, you’ve stirred up trouble!”
As soon as the two cultivators left, a cultivator who lived next to Wang Chen leaned in and whispered, “Those two brothers and their group are not to be trifled with.”
The campsite was a melting pot of all sorts; many cultivators banded together in small groups for their own safety.
Wang Chen was alone, and going up against them would undoubtedly lead to a significant loss!
Those two, who had just been rebuffed by Wang Chen, would certainly not let the matter rest.
“Better to lose some wealth than to invite disaster,”
The neighboring cultivator advised earnestly, “Don’t expect the White Tiger Sect to uphold justice; they only recognize contracts, not individuals.”
Wang Chen smiled and replied, “I’d rather risk my life than part with my wealth.”
The other cultivator was at a loss for words and, after a pause, said, “Then be careful these next few days.”
Wang Chen nodded, “You’re right; it’s indeed unsafe here.”
He reached out and stored the tent he was staying in into his storage bag, then stood up to leave.
This left the neighboring cultivator dumbfounded, utterly bewildered!
Wang Chen left the campsite and headed west.
At the same moment, the previous two cultivators returned to their tent.
Inside the large tent were four to five other cultivators, some of whom had menacing appearances, clearly not the benevolent type.
Seeing the tall, thin cultivator return, they all greeted him, “Big brother!”
The tall, thin cultivator waved his hand and said in a deep voice, “Brothers, we have a job to do.”
The cultivators exchanged glances, excitement evident on their faces.
“Big brother.”
The short, stout cultivator, who had been following the tall, thin one, suddenly said, “The fat sheep has wandered off!”
“Hmm?”
The tall, thin cultivator’s gaze sharpened: “Trying to run?”
The short, stout cultivator nodded, “The tracking insect went west.”
“Good, very good!”
The tall, thin cultivator grinned fiercely, “I was going to let him live a while longer, but since he’s in a hurry to meet his end, let’s help him along!”
His gaze swept over the faces of his followers: “That fat sheep has at least dozens of new contracts on him, worth several tens of thousands of spirit stones. After this job, we can all feast for three to five years!”
“Big brother, let’s chase after him!”
A few cultivators rubbed their fists together: “We can’t let him get away.”
The tall, thin cultivator laughed heartily, “He can’t escape!”
Under his leadership, the group hurried out of the tent.
Due to their aggressive demeanor, they created quite a commotion, drawing the attention of many.
Among them was Wang Chen’s neighbor from before.
He shrank his head and sighed.
It seemed he could envision Wang Chen falling into great misfortune.
Wealth can easily tempt people, and Wang Chen had previously acquired so many new contracts that he had already caught the attention of those with ill intentions.
It was fortunate that the price of the new contracts had dropped, making them cheaper and safer.
However, now that the price had skyrocketed, trouble was bound to come knocking.
This calamity would be very hard to overcome!
After this group of cultivators left the campsite, the leader changed to the short, stout cultivator.
He formed a spell with his fingers, and the copper ring on his ring finger flickered with light.
Under the guidance of the short, stout cultivator, the seven cultivators moved swiftly, soon leaving White Tiger City far behind them.
Suddenly, the short, stout cultivator stopped, his expression showing doubt.
The tall, thin cultivator asked in a deep voice, “What’s wrong?”
The short, stout cultivator hesitated for a moment before replying, “The target has stopped, just up ahead.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure abruptly appeared in front of them.
It was only about forty to fifty steps away.
It was none other than Wang Chen!
“Kill!”
The tall, thin cultivator, having the highest cultivation level, reacted the fastest and instantly unleashed his magical artifact.
His intent was very clear: to kill for wealth, so there was no need for any unnecessary words.
He aimed to strike hard.
Although the other cultivators were a bit slower, they quickly entered battle mode.
But what they could never have dreamed was that at that moment, Wang Chen suddenly raised his hand and shouted, “Freeze!”
The Body Freezing Technique!
An invisible force instantly enveloped all seven cultivators.
As the tall, thin cultivator just unleashed his magical artifact, he immediately felt as if he had fallen into a swamp, tightly bound by this force, making the mana within his body become sluggish.
He was instantly filled with shock and dread: “Purple Palace!”
The tall, thin cultivator was at the Qi Training ninth level, close to perfection in his cultivation level.
A fellow cultivator’s Body Freezing Technique would only interfere with his spell casting at most.
It was impossible for it to reach such a level.
In an instant, the tall, thin cultivator understood.
Wang Chen’s cultivation level was not just Qi Training ninth level, but the Purple Palace level!
The Purple Palace!!
He nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.
The tall, thin cultivator had been observing Wang Chen for several days, completely unaware that Wang Chen was concealing his true cultivation level. Moreover, since Wang Chen was a loner, the cultivator assumed he would be an easy target.
Who could have guessed that Wang Chen was actually playing the fool to catch a tiger!
The target had surely been detected, but Wang Chen deliberately left it untouched, intending to lure them out and deal with them decisively.
This was utterly despicable, utterly shameless!
Everyone must die!
This epiphany struck the tall, thin cultivator with terror, and he screamed, “Spare me, Higher Steward!”
In the next instant, a cold, gleaming sword energy filled his entire vision!
Thud!
Heads soared into the air, and hot blood splattered across the ground.
【Heavenly Merit +9】, 【Heavenly Merit +7】, 【Heavenly Merit +7】, 【Heavenly Merit +6】, 【Heavenly Merit +8】…
A series of notifications flashed before Wang Chen’s eyes.
【Heavenly Merit (Fate Alteration): 1021】
Wang Chen flicked his robe sleeve, sheathing the Wind and Thunder Sword, which had just claimed seven heads, back into his sleeve pocket.
The disparity between the Purple Palace level and the Qi Training Realm was immense; the former utterly dominated the latter. He had dispatched a formidable group of cultivators to the underworld without breaking a sweat.
At last, he had amassed 1000 points of Heavenly Merit!
Wang Chen had to admit that one of his primary objectives today was to gather Heavenly Merit.
With an additional point of comprehension, he could better learn and master the techniques and spells of the Purple Palace level.
This was also why he had previously "boldly" acquired new contracts.
But Wang Chen felt no remorse.
None of these individuals were virtuous; without his formidable strength, he would have been plundered or even killed.
If the others had harbored no ill intentions, there would have been no need for retaliation.
After collecting the heads, Wang Chen meticulously searched the seven corpses, taking anything of value.
Even the smallest gains mattered; resources for Purple Palace level cultivation were far more demanding than those for the Qi Training Realm, and not a single scrap could be wasted.
Once he had thoroughly scavenged, Wang Chen cast the Fire Crow Technique, reducing the bodies to ashes.
Having dealt with these troublemakers, Wang Chen did not return to the tent camp.
Instead, he found a secluded spot nearby and carved out a temporary cave dwelling.
This would serve as his temporary refuge.
