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Chapter 82: Chapter 82: One Sword, Three Deaths!
Two thousand hunting points!
Calculating by an average of three points per Two-star Demon Beast, it requires slaying six to seven hundred Two-star Demon Beasts!
That’s absolutely a terrifying number!
Such achievement would surely place one at the forefront of the Qingyun Trial rankings.
However, as for entering the top ten, Luo Cheng didn’t hold much confidence.
Not to mention others, the top ten seed contestants, each of them possesses extraordinary strength and prestigious renown among servant disciples, undoubtedly having gathered plenty of people to help them earn points!
For Luo Cheng to secure a position in the top ten, there’s only one path forward: robbing one of the top ten seed contestants!
The best target is Lin Jintai!
If someone were to learn of Luo Cheng’s plan, they would surely think he’s gone mad!
The top ten seed contestants—each of them isn’t someone trivial. Robbing them would be akin to courting death.
However, Luo Cheng remained indifferent.
What of the top ten seed contestants?
As long as there’s no Sixth Layer Transcendence Realm martial artist, in his eyes now, they are nothing but insignificant soil and straw.
After traveling another dozen miles, Luo Cheng finally learned Lin Jintai’s whereabouts from a servant disciple.
As he had guessed.
Lin Jintai had also ventured into Qingyun Island’s central region! 𝚗𝚘v𝚙𝚞b.𝚌𝚘m
"Lin Jintai, it’s about time to settle the score for those two palms from before!"
Recalling his first encounter with Lin Jintai and the humiliation he had suffered, a cold gleam flashed in Luo Cheng’s eyes.
After continuing his search in the dense forest for two hours, Luo Cheng still hadn’t found any trace of Lin Jintai.
This left him somewhat frustrated, pondering how he could quickly find the latter.
"Hmm?"
Just then, the sound of a fight reached Luo Cheng’s ears.
Luo Cheng immediately and cautiously moved toward the source of the sound.
Soon, Luo Cheng saw a group of figures.
In the dense forest, a fierce battle was underway.
Eight servant disciples were chasing a blue-clothed boy!
The blue-clothed boy had decent strength, being a Fourth Layer Transcendence Realm martial artist, fighting while retreating.
Nonetheless, those pursuing him weren’t weak either, their cultivation ranging from the Third Layer to the Fourth Layer Transcendence Realm, gradually closing him off in the middle.
A young man dressed in blood-red clothes, armed with a sword at his waist and sharp eyes, stepped out from the crowd, laughing:
"Xue Hen! Run, go on! Why aren’t you running anymore?"
Xue Hen’s face turned pale, his blue clothes speckled with blood, his gaze darkened:
"Cao Ji, you’re nothing but relying on superior numbers. If you have the guts, how about a one-on-one duel with me? If I die, I deserve it! If you lose, let me go—how about it?"
"Bah! Do you even know your place? What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"
The blood-clothed youth named Cao Ji sneered disdainfully, raising two fingers and coldly said:
"You have two options: First, hand over all your hunting points, pledge allegiance to my cousin Cao Qing, and help him win first place in the Qingyun Trial!"
"Second, die!"
One of the servant disciples by Cao Ji’s side chimed in, "Xue Hen, you’re not going to make it into the top ten anyway, so you can’t become an outer sect disciple. Pledging loyalty to Senior Brother Cao Qing—what’s wrong with that? When Senior Brother Cao Qing advances to the outer sect, he won’t treat us poorly."
Xue Hen glanced at the crowd, sneering, "I have my own arms and legs—why do I need to pledge allegiance to Cao Qing? Your strength isn’t bad either, yet you willingly become someone’s dogs, bending your backs like this and feeling proud of it—how pathetic!"
"You dare say that!"
"You’re courting death!"
The servant disciples, infuriated by Xue Hen’s words, turned red-faced and exuded killing intent.
Cao Ji stopped the group, looking at Xue Hen, he said:
"Xue Hen, I acknowledge your strength; you’re a talent. That’s why I’m offering you one last chance—don’t ruin yourself! Do you even know why Luo Cheng is being hunted by everyone and doomed to die without a complete corpse? It’s precisely because he doesn’t know how to appreciate favors and offended people he shouldn’t have offended!"
"For just a shred of dignity, losing your life isn’t worth it."
"Let me ask you one more time—will you pledge allegiance to my cousin?"
From his hiding spot, Luo Cheng raised an eyebrow, amused to hear the conversation turning to himself.
Xue Hen was silent for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying:
"I can give you my hunting points, but I will never pledge allegiance to Cao Qing! To become an outer sect disciple, I will rely on myself!"
"Ignorant fool! Then you will die!"
Cao Ji snorted coldly.
Just as the group was about to attack.
Suddenly.
Crack!
The sound of a snapping tree branch echoed from the dense forest nearby.
"Who’s there!"
Cao Ji warily turned to look at the woods.
Luo Cheng emerged from his hiding place, walking out slowly.
"Wait, isn’t that Luo Cheng? The very person Senior Brother Cao Qing is specifically looking for!"
Someone exclaimed in surprise.
Hearing this, Cao Ji’s eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but laugh:
"So it’s you! Truly, there’s no place to look yet you fall right into our lap! We’ve been scouring for you, and here you deliver yourself to us!"
Luo Cheng was somewhat taken aback.
Evaluating Xue Hen, he thought the boy had character and spirit. Plus, Luo Cheng could use him, so he decided to lend him a hand.
Unexpectedly, these people reacted that way upon seeing him.
"Why is Cao Qing looking for me?"
Luo Cheng couldn’t help but ask.
Being a top ten seed contestant, entering the outer sect was effortless for Cao Qing. There was no need to chase him to earn entry qualification.
"Someone who’s already dead doesn’t need to ask so many questions."
Looking at Luo Cheng, Cao Ji’s eyes flashed with cruelty as he licked his lips, "But since you’re here, the timing couldn’t be better. Killing you and offering your head to my cousin—it’ll be a significant favor! Afterward, I can enter the outer sect too! It’s a double blessing!"
Luo Cheng chuckled lightly, "Oh? Here I am—if you want my head, why don’t you strike now?"
"Die, you bastard!"
Enraged by Luo Cheng’s contempt, Cao Ji charged forward, unleashing a palm strike with fierce momentum aimed straight at Luo Cheng’s head.
"Be careful!"
Xue Hen hurriedly warned Luo Cheng.
Cao Ji’s strength was exceptional among Fourth Layer Transcendence Realm martial artists. Xue Hen himself had suffered at his hands earlier.
However, what followed stunned Xue Hen into speechlessness.
Luo Cheng extended a hand and effortlessly caught Cao Ji’s palm.
"Is this your way of swatting mosquitoes?" Luo Cheng said calmly.
"You’re seeking your death!"
Cao Ji, mortified and angry, tried to pull his hand away and strike again.
But that hand was like an iron cuff—no matter how much power he used, it didn’t budge.
Realizing something was amiss, Cao Ji quickly shouted:
"Everyone! Attack together—kill him! Bring me his head, and my cousin will reward you handsomely!"
"Kill!"
The remaining seven servant disciples swarmed in, their weapons flashing, fist energy and palm wind converging, almost engulfing Luo Cheng entirely.
Xue Hen’s eyes betrayed a trace of pity.
Such a concentrated attack would annihilate any Fourth Layer Transcendence Realm martial artist in an instant, leaving them a bloody pulp.
"If you’re courting death, then you can’t blame me for this!"
Luo Cheng sneered coldly, sending Cao Ji flying away with a blast, punching the two frontmost enemies, who vomited blood and were thrown into the air, lifeless.
Next.
Clang!
The Meteor Sword left its sheath for a powerful slash.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The three attackers lagging behind didn’t even have time to react before they were sliced in half, their weapons unable to offer the slightest resistance, internal organs and blood spilling everywhere!
