Chapter 125: Hunter or Prey — The Thunderous Strike Ends
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The group of six flew southward.
As the flight continued, without even realizing it, the five companions subtly positioned themselves around Yu Xian, enclosing him in the middle.
Yu Xian, however, showed no signs of noticing. He simply focused on casting Cloud Gliding Art, flying forward calmly.
They had flown for four whole hours, thousands of miles away from Mo City.
At first, the conversation was casual and relaxed, but then Sun Daneng suddenly changed the topic with a chuckle.
“Brother, earlier at the Goldscale Pavilion, you sold something for 380,000 spirit stones? That’s a huge sum—really enviable.”
“Yeah, seriously,” Hu Yang laughed. “I’ve got about that much in total assets, and you earned it all in one go without even blinking. Kinda makes a guy jealous.”
Chen Wuyou sighed. “Hu Yang, at least you have 380,000. I emptied my entire storage pouch and still couldn’t scrape that much together. Tell us, friend—how do you make spirit stones like that? Care to give this poor Taoist a few tips?”
Gao Tu chuckled. “Chen Wuyou, how can you compare yourself to Brother Xu? Speaking of which, Brother Xu—what did you buy with all that? That kind of money could buy two upper-grade fourth-tier artifacts!”
“Yeah,” Qian Jinyu added with a grin. “Xu Daoyou, what exactly did you buy? Mind showing us?”
Asking about someone else’s artifacts like this was a serious taboo—unless the people involved were practically blood brothers with no secrets.
Clearly, these five didn’t care anymore.
Their expressions were now faintly twisted, eyes gleaming with greed.
By now, the six of them had flown into a desolate wilderness.
The skies were dark, the surroundings filled only with the cries of crows and distant growls of beasts.
A perfect place for murder and robbery.
Yu Xian’s face remained calm, seemingly unaware of the wolfish intent around him. He simply smiled and said,
“Of course, take a look.”
With that, he extended his hand.
The five men’s eyes lit up and all turned to look.
BOOM!
In the next moment, the jade bracelet on Yu Xian’s middle finger—glowing faintly green and seemingly mundane—suddenly exploded.
Dozens of emerald-green jade rings burst outward with a heavy spiritual presence, shooting toward the five men’s limbs!
“What?!”
The five were instantly shocked, roaring in alarm as spiritual power surged from their bodies.
They’d been prepared for a counterattack, of course. If Yu Xian noticed something was off, he’d likely fight back—and they were ready to subdue him immediately.
But they were too close!
And the Jade Spirit Bracelet was a fifth-tier artifact!
At this distance, they had no chance to evade.
In an instant, dozens of green rings latched onto them—wrists, ankles, necks, crowns, and chests—all locked down and began to shrink, suppressing them!
“What kind of artifact is this!?”
“Fifth-tier?! A fifth-tier controlling artifact?!”
“Damn it! I can’t break free!”
The four of them screamed in horror as they tried to muster their spiritual power and break free from the restraints.
But the Jade Spirit Bracelet, even if only a lower fifth-tier, was no trivial thing.
Their spiritual power was comparable to Yu Xian’s at best—how could they resist?
Only Sun Daneng, who was at mid-Foundation Establishment, didn’t speak. As soon as he was bound, his body erupted with spiritual light as he tried to break free using brute force.
He never expected Yu Xian to possess such an artifact.
Nor did he expect such a fast and decisive counterattack.
Clang!
As the five were restrained, Yu Xian raised his other hand—two fingers extended—and flicked.
With a sharp sword cry, the Jade Spirit Sword launched forward, aimed straight for Sun Daneng’s forehead!
Sun Daneng’s pupils shrank to pinpoints.
He couldn’t help but scream,
“An upper fourth-tier flying sword!? How could 380,000 buy so many treasures!?”
But Yu Xian didn’t waste time answering.
Under the Jade Spirit Sword Technique, the sword shot forth like lightning, thrusting straight ahead!
Boom!
A large bronze mirror materialized in front of Sun Daneng, intercepting the sword and sparking violently.
It was a mid-fourth-tier defensive artifact.
Though bound, Sun Daneng’s spiritual power was still intact—Jade Spirit Bracelet had to divide its suppression across five people, so it couldn’t fully block his energy.
Hence, his protective treasure could still activate.
Yu Xian’s gaze sharpened. He raised his other hand, his index finger glowing.
“Ah!!”
But Sun Daneng was no amateur—he had lived through many deadly encounters.
Now, he roared and bulged with power, muscles crackling like thunder.
He had activated some kind of blood-burning secret art, boosting his strength several times over!
The jade rings restraining him cracked and expanded—about to shatter!
Even if the bracelets broke, the core artifact wouldn’t be destroyed—they were just conjured projections. Once shattered, they’d reassemble into the Jade Spirit Bracelet.
But once broken, he’d be free!
“Die!”
Yu Xian’s eyes turned cold. He thrust with two fingers, while his glowing index finger unleashed its stored energy.
BOOM!
A blinding beam of light burst from his finger—faster than even the flying sword—and struck the bronze mirror alongside it.
This time, the mid-fourth-tier mirror could no longer hold up.
The sword pierced it.
Though the sword lost most of its momentum, the Finger of Spirit Penetration blasted through without slowing, piercing straight into Sun Daneng’s forehead!
“NO!!”
Sun Daneng screamed, eyes bloodshot, and then—
Silence.
A small hole appeared on his forehead. A massive exit wound the size of a bowl gaped from the back of his skull.
Brain matter and blood sprayed into the air as his body plummeted from the sky.
Yu Xian made a circular gesture with his fingers, calling the sword back—and it shot straight toward Hu Yang next.
“Ahh!! Who are you!?”
“Don’t! Don’t kill me!”
“Mercy! It was Sun’s idea, not mine!”
“Spare me!!”
In the mere two seconds it took to kill Sun Daneng, the other four were still struggling with their restraints—utterly unprepared for the ferocity of Yu Xian’s assault.
Now, they were utterly terrified, screaming for their lives.
Yu Xian didn’t say a word—just cast his techniques.
These five had wicked intentions, and they’d stolen his eight spirit beasts.
They were already marked for death.
Talking was pointless.
Bang!
Hu Yang tried to activate a lower fourth-tier armor, but it only held the sword for a brief moment before it pierced through—along with his heart.
His cries died instantly, eyes wide with unwillingness, as he dropped like a stone.
The remaining three screamed even louder, thrashing violently.
But with two fewer targets, Jade Spirit Bracelet could suppress them even more easily.
Like skewering tofu, the Jade Spirit Sword danced in three tight circles—three more lives ended.
Yu Xian’s face never changed. Not even his expression flickered.
After the five were slain, he raised a hand.
The Jade Spirit Bracelet whistled back, condensing its rings into one and wrapping once more around his middle finger.
The Jade Spirit Sword returned quietly to his storage pouch.
Only then did Yu Xian descend to the ground.
